If I Killed Someone for You - |Ranboo x Reader.|

𝙻𝚘𝚐: 𝟷

Task: Come to headquarters for meeting.

1:47 P.M. (Sent to all)

fuck. i thought to myself while checking the message on my watch. i was sitting in class, finishing up the chemistry work that was assigned. dream obviously didn't care that three of us were still in high school, me a senior, and the other two juniors.

i didn't know what to do, since this what near the end of the day but there was still like 30 minutes of class left.

i rolled my eyes, looked to my left to see y/n, who was aimlessly playing with her hair while tapping her pencil agaisnt the desk.

"pst- y/n!" i half whispered.

she perked her head up and her gaze met mine. "yeah?"

"gotta go, can you distract?"

she smiled before pushing her self out of her chair, and went up to the teachers desk. perfect.

"mr adamssssssss~" she slurred.

"what" he said, more focused on grading his papers.

i took this as my shot to duck down and run out of the room as quietly as i could. it's kind of hard when your 6'6 and your classroom is upstairs in maine north. (ifykyk).

i ran out of the classroom, running downstairs to the junior wing, which happened to be the other side of the building.

so running as fast as i can, while texting wilbur to pick us up. eventually, i did reach the other end of the building and got to their classroom, which thankfully was the one class they shared.

i had noticed the door was open so i went to the lockers near the classroom, before banging on them in the same tone as a made up parody.

i then hid so then the teacher wouldn't look outside to see me. "teacher can i please use the restroom?" tommy asked very loudly.

i heard the teachers loud groan before she practically yelled at him to go, just get out of the classroom. and during that time while the teacher manages to question her decisions, tubbo quickly runs out, in the same position we had to be trained to run. he made it out before tommy, as tommy, to try to cause distraction had bumped into a desk with papers on it, so there was something going on.

i high-fived tubbo, before tommy ran out and gave us all the head nod to bail out.

while running through the halls, we unfortunately came across y/n who was just walking around with her candy cigs in hand.

"ranboo no running in the hallways!" she said stopping me.

i couldn't even get my words out to talk before tommy butted in with his input. "listen woman, you are very attractive but at this time your little boyfriend here, my f brother and i, must be going, so good day!" he ended and then booking it down the hallway.

i started running before turning around. "sorry bye!" i expressed quickly before tripping, and starting to run again.

y/n was pretty used to the drill as she's had to get me out of class several times. she just never knew why, and i was definitely not going to tell her it was because it was a meeting with the mafia.

now that sounds crazy, which it is. but in a twisted way, they are my family. see, most of us don't have a family as either our parents left us, died, or something else that doesn't make them apper in our lives.

after a while, we reached the door, and sped walk down the dozen's of stairs the school had to lead to its entrance, we had reached the black tesla with tinted windows.

"you cannot go any slower!" wilbur said in a hurry.

"sorry you had to get the over exsessive doors that lift up!" tubbo said trying to get in before the cars doors were fully open.

"not my car!" he said, pulling out of the parking lot and hitting the gas before any of us had the chance to buckle up.

"this is the 3rd meeting this week! what is going on inside dream?" i exclaimed trying to put my seatbelt on.

"george is inside of dream what do you mean?" tommy said laughing.

"THATS NOT WHAT I MET!" i screamed.

"listen ranboo i have no idea, but all i know is that we need to get there fast. dream said it was urgent which is why it couldn't wait till after school" he said, keeping some kind of tone back.

suspicious.

we had arrived at the headquarters, which happened to be a huge house in the middle of the rich village. to put in bluntly, about 10 people with wages a lot higher than most get together and form a reject club, shit gets real. real enough to the point that when we had turned to corner to headquarters, wilbur had to put in the passcode to the remote garage, which tubbo, tommy and i, have no knowledge of.

the plate for the garage came up, and the tesla rolled up onto it, which the plate had lifted the cat up to the upper layer, which was the garage door to the actual house. That also happened to be the only way in besides the back door, which is the door us three have to use.

we rushed inside to the meeting room, and it appeared everyone was there in there assigned seats with their custom chairs. yes, this mafia has to be this excessive.

sitting down, dream has cleared his voice, then stared directly at us three, which had to be seated at the end of the table, as it went from oldest to youngest.

"now-" he paused before smiling slightly. "you might be wondering why you three were rushed out of school about 30 minutes early. well there's a mission set at 2:10, and your school ends at 2:20, if i am correct, right?"

"dream, we aren't allowed on missions?" tubbo questioned reasonably.

dhat's when the whole room started cracking up. that's when my face dropped, along with tommy's. we looked at eachother and smiled before screaming practically screaming.

"i don't get it..." tubbo said slowly.

"tubbo, i said reaching on his bee painted chair, "this means we get to go on missions!".

his face instantly lit up before he ran over the dream, and engulfed him a tubbo hug, which are the best kind of hugs. tommy and i also ran over to him, tommy giving him a hug and since i'm taller, i just gave him a hug by patting his head a couple of times.

"this one's getting framed!" karl said, with his phone out.

tommy moves away from the hug and started yelling at karl, before dream told him to relax and explained our mission.