Stu x Billy x Reader
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you slowly backed away towards your bedroom door, waiting for the perfect time to make an escape to the front door.
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"Mrs. Becker?" you asked, shocked.
"please help....its my husband" she begged, tears streaming down her face.
"whos at the door?" Billy walked over, towering behind you.
"ma'am what happened to your husband?" you ignored Billy, walking over to help her into the house.
you sat her down on the couch and made a pot of tea, as Mrs. Becker was a classy old-fashioned woman.
after a few minutes, you decided to ask her again- "Mrs. Becker, what happened to your husband?"
"he- he went mad...he tried to kill me. i escaped in the nick of time" she looked down at her lap, completely forgetting about the teacup in front of her.
"im very glad you escaped, but do you have anywhere to go?" Stu piped up, putting on a formal, calming mask in front of Mrs. Becker.
"yes, but its an hours drive. i was hoping maybe i could stay here until tomorrow? i called the cops on my husband and they said i should leave and go wherever i can." she looked up, a hopeful glint in her eyes.
"of course you can stay" you smiled at her sadly, leaning forward and putting a hand over hers.
later that night, while you were getting ready to sleep, you heard an ear-piercing scream erupt from downstairs.
you rushed downstairs, only to find Billy on the floor and Mrs. Becker holding a knife while straddling him.
as best as you could, you wrestled the knife from her and pulled her off Billy- while you were restraining her he called the police.
"HE MURDERED MY DAUGHTER! HE DESERVES TO DIE!" she screamed, desperately trying to get away from your grasp.
"he did not murder your daughter! Mrs. Becker you are delusional" you motioned for Billy to help you restrain her.
after a few seconds, the familiar red and blue lights came into view.
Dewey Riley came in to grab Mrs. Becker, apologizing although it clearly wasnt his fault.
after the whole ordeal, you were pretty shooken up, and so you asked Billy and Stu to sleep with you that night. (DO NOT MAKE THAT SEXUAL OR ISTG)
the two boys accepted, and shortly after the three of you were in bed- one on each side of you.
you loved Stu, but DAMN was this man lanky, he practically took up the whole bed.
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the next morning you woke up, but you were alone on the bed, so you started looking for the boys.
going downstairs you saw Stu making a lousy attempt to cook, but Billy was still nowhere to be found.
"Stu, baby, i love you, but you need to leave the cooking to me and Billy" you laughed, walking over to give him a hug.
"noted." he smiled, turning to hug you back.
"where is Billy, anyways?" you asked, looking around for him.
"oh he went to get some groceries" Stu walked towards the couch, putting in a movie and plopping down on the couch.
"i'll make breakfast for you" you giggled a bit, putting away his failed attempt and starting to make eggs.
"i will love you forever" he looked back at you with a straight face, trying and failing to supress a smile.
"and you werent already gonna?" you teased, a large smile plastered to your face.
"wait- no- wait-" he stuttered out, laughing.
just then Billy came through the door, bags of groceries in hand.
"hey baby!" you ran over to him, giving him a small kiss on the cheek and helping him with the bags.
"how come you didnt take two trips?" you asked him as you grabbed some bags out of his hands, walking to the kitchen and setting them on the counter.
"momma didnt raise no two trip bitch" he replied, beginning to unpack some bags.
"your momma didnt even raise you the fuck're you talking about" you looked at him, using all your strength to supress a smile or laugh.
"fair point. daddy didnt raise no two trip bitch?" he smiled and retried.
"we both know "daddy" wasnt present either hunny, try again" you laughed, walking over and ruffling Billy's hair.
"uuuhhhhhmmmmmm Stu didnt raise no two trip bitch??" he tried a third time, laughing as well.
"HE'S RIGHT!" Stu yelled from the living room, which made all of you crack up.
after a few minutes of laughing and exchanging jokes, you decided you wante to go out for a walk.
you walked upstairs to change, throwing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.
walking outside, you saw an adorable dog.
it was a pitbull, one of your favorites, so you cautiously walked over.
you didnt want to spook the poor guy, so you were very slow walking to him.
checking to see if he was nice before petting him, which he was, you then looked for tags.
when he had no tags, you brought him inside and up to your room.
you knew the boys wouldnt let you keep the dog without being prepared, you gave him some eggs from the breakfast you had made earlier and locked your door, running to the pet shop with the 30$ you still had in your wallet.
you bought your new dog water and food bowls, a leash, harness, and food- which you figured should be good enough for now as he could sleep on your bed with you.
you ran as fast as you could back home, hoping the dog hadn't barked and gotten unwanted attention from the neighbors, or either of the boys if they were there.
you opened your door, relieved when you went upstairs and saw the dog happily asleep on your bed.
he was a big, muscular, grey pitbull with a patch of white on his chest and stomach
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"what should i name you?" you smiled as you sat down on your bed, giving the dog belly rubs.
"oh shoot- dog tags" you cursed yourself for forgetting, putting the dog's harness and leash on to take him to the pet shop and get him some tags.
as you were walking, you passed the video store- you wanted to show Randy your new dog, since he loved them, so you decided you'd pop in and say hi.
"Randyyy!" you called, immediately grabbing his attention as he popped his head up from behind a shelf.
"(y/n)! hey, where've you been?" he asked, walking over to you.
"long story, but look i got a dog!" you grinned at him as he bent down, showering the dog with tons and tons of affection.
"do you have a name for him?" he asked, looking up at you.
"not at the moment, you have any suggestions?" you questioned, kneeling down along with Randy.
