Mcyt AUs I never wrote

[Karlnapity] Play with fire

Criminals AU
- don't really have a name for this AU. Just try to imagine Gotham, but like without the super powers, just that no one follows the law and does crime. Also people with a lot of money have a lot of power over everything.

You don't know how long this has been sitting in my head-

Karl and Quackity are just kinda a thing in this whole fic, never mention it though.

I wrote half of this, then deleted most of it and then rewrote it. So it's not very good, yeah..

W.C.:6707
T.W.: fire, swearing, everyone's just weird--

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He knew he messed up. He always did. Somehow, nothing could ever go according to plan for him but he was used to that now. He made his plans that way now, expect the unexpected, be prepared for anything. Work with the fact that things won't go your way.

Nick was just a different kind of criminal. He never made full plans because they never worked out, he went by heart. When he felt like running, he ran, when he felt like hiding he hid and on and on. He was always relying on luck. And it always went his way.

He wouldn't say he is some kind of wanted notorious criminal, definitely not in this town where finding a dead body is not even a big thing anymore as long as there isn't anything strange about it like the organs missing. He is just a primitive arsonist. He doesn't have a pattern or anything, no, when he feels like setting something on fire he does it, it's simple.

Frankly, it has been working out just fine for him. He's never been really caught, sure he got close to it but he's never been in prison or anything. He can't say it's a healthy lifestyle but he likes it, he's having fun and doing something he enjoys.

Setting things on fire has always been his passion. It helps him express himself and it's generally fun. Who cares if it's illegal? The law, sure, but that doesn't mean he cannot do it.
Some would call it a problem, tell him that he's sick, not okay. For some reason people liked to do that. His solution was to simply not listen, ignore them like he did with all of his problems.

His work warries, sometimes, when he is mad, he makes sure everyone knows. He doesn't hold back, goes all out. However other times, he just has this urge to do it, to satisfy himself with fire, so he does. If he does not, he gets mad and does it anyways and on and on.

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It was like that with the small run down office building he turned into his canvas. He didn't feel like setting anything on fire but the urge kept growing and he had to do it to keep himself sane. It was truly beautiful, watching everything go down in flames, it brought a smile to his face.

Unfortunately, he soon heard the sirens getting closer, he knew he had to get away. He ran away from his gorgeous fire, to the back entrance. He had it planned that way, enter through the front, go into the building, do his thing, leave through the back door, watch and then leave the property by the back gate.

But, just like always, things cannot go his way. The gate was surprisingly closed. Okay, he wasn't expecting that but that was fine. There is always another way out. First thing in his mind was climbing the fence, but that got canceled as soon as he saw the barbed wire on top of it.

The next was to find an opening or something in the fence, there had to be some, right? Wrong. The fence was unexpectedly strong for a damn office building that one one uses anymore.

His last idea was the front gate, he is sure that one is opened since that's how he got there. But there was the danger of being spotted by someone. Still, it was his only option so he decided to go for it.