In which an idiot meets another idiot
Or
In which Mista fights alongside his future wife
Mista x Fem!Reader
THIS IS DEFINITELY PART CRACKFIC
Disclaimer: I do not own the plot or the characters. I only own Y/n and certain plot points
Started: 03/12/2...
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Y/n's POV
"Bruno told us all to meet here" I said as we sat in the restaurant
"I wonder why?" Narancia asked
"He said he was bringing in a new guy" Mista said
"Focus on your work" Fugo said. Narancia groaned as he looked back at the paper
"The weather's nice outside today. Can't you let me skip studying just for one day? I really don't feel like studying today" Narancia said as he held a pencil and looked down at his book. A server came in with cake. Fugo sighed
"Sorry for the wait, here's the cake you ordered" The server said. I stared at the cake hungrily. It looked so good
"Put it over there" Mista said. The server did as told. There were six chairs. Abbacchio had his headphones in, he was closest to the door. Mista was on his left. I was on Mista's left and Fugo was on my right. Narancia was next to Fugo. Then there was an empty chair between Abbacchio and Narancia. It was for Bruno. I quickly stole a piece of cake leaving four left
"Well, Narancia, you are a terrific guy. It wasn't easy for you to say you weren't educated enough in elementary school and ask me to teach you. And you memorized the multiplication table, right?" Fugo asked. I leaned over towards Mista
"Narancia lied to him?!" I whispered. Mista nodded. I face palmed and sighed
"Just do what I taught you. You can do it. Ready? What's six times five?" Fugo asked
"Six times five.. six.. five.. Thirty" Narancia said. I smiled happily knowing he wouldn't get a fork to the face
"Good job!" I said unaware that Mista was looking at me
"As Y/n said, good job. See? You can do it! You're halfway there, so the rest is easy" Fugo said. Narancia smiled
"I see! Thirty, huh? Okay!" Narancia said happily. Mista turned and looked at the cake. He then got up in horror
"What the hell are they playing at here?" Mista asked as he pointed at the cake
"What? It's strawberry cake" Fugo said
"I can see that it's strawberry cake! It's not chocolate cake, no is it cheesecake. That's not what I'm talking about! There are four slices here! Are they telling me to go die?" Mista asked horrified. Fugo sighed as I watched
"This again, Mista?" Fugo asked
"Fool! Choosing from a group of four is bad luck! Choosing from a group of five is fine. A group of three is fine, too. But if you choose from a group of four, something bad will happen. When I was a kid, a cat gave birth to four kittens, and there was a kid who got one as a pet. I know the cat clawed his eyeball out. Of course, the cat was beaten to death after that" Mista said casually
