MY PUMPY WUMPY | mr wiesio from the pump x reader

1. The start.

Ohayou! I'm y / n, I'm 17, I'm an emo goth kid. my hands are very small and im 4,1. I wear big black sweatshirts, black skinny jeans with holes in the knees (also black) I have scars after my father beat me up with a carpet and this is my story.

y/n's mother's perspective.

It was Sunday. I decided to wash the dishes before my husband returns from work. He is an arab. He loves me, but he doesn't like our baby. He says she acts like a "هتلر" or whatever. While I was in the middle of the cleaning, someone knocked on the door.

- Moment! UwU -

I shouted clearly so that the knocking person could understand. I thought it was my honey (father) but something did not fit.

When I opened the door, I saw 2 men in front of my apartment.

- Hewwo strangers-chans! Nico nico niii!! -

One was bearded and had an afro and the other one was bald. they looked at me neutrally and in a moment they entered inside, i was fucking scared.

- Where is y / n. -

The bald man said.

- In the last room on the left .. sir .. UnU -

I murmured softly. They walked in quickly, and I was right after them. Y / n was listening to music. My baby. probably the "heavy metal" she's talking about all the time.

- We have an offer to take her to a special school. No school, only balls and learning about manners. Your daughter looks like a queen, and that's what we need. -

- Which balls? 🥺🥺 -

- The ones where you dance. But we can provide the balls, too. -

Hairy man told. His voice softened slightly. From what I think: someone brought them.

- Do you want me to sign something with my daughter? owo. -

I asked. I only got silence from the hairy ass in reply, but bald mic'ed up.

- no, just let this thing pack and we can move. we want to take it today. We wait on the stairs until 5:30 p.m., if see you late we are not picking up. -

And then they are gone as they mentioned, I looked at my watch impatiently .. 5:25 p.m ?! quickly, with my strong biceps, I picked up her entire huge wardrobe and threw it into a tiny purse. I woke her up and threw her out the door.

Y/n's perspective.

I wake up in an uncomfortable position. I slowly rub my eyes and see that I am outside, but at some point. It turned out that I am riding on some wood with wheels, weak handles and a donkey? A donkey ride?! Ah, there are .2 strange men. but there, there yn.. . it doesn't even have a roof here! my hands are too small and I cannot reach the handle. OnO. We were somewhere in the mountains, but after a while I fell out, fell 69,000 meters down and bashed my head on the ground. I don't remember what next .. uwu