She Loves ME!

❏𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 26: 𝗚𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗧𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡?

❏Chapter 26: Getting a Tattoo AGAIN? ❏
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"...but you're the bravest person I have ever met. You can do this."

Y/n's POV:

I HATE TATTOOS. I mean if it wasn't obvious enough since dad forced us to get tattoos when we were young. Yup, normal childhood. Five and I enter the building, aka tattoo shop. Bikers kept looking at us which made me nervous. I mean of course Five and I could kill them in a second but still, creepy. We looked around the place seeing a bar and a couple of bikers smoking.

"What are you doing here baby?" A girl says smoking. I roll my eyes holding Five's hand a little tighter.
"Lost, kids?"
Yeah people were definitely starring at us. I would two if I saw two teenagers at a tattoo shop/bar.
Five and I ignore the stares and continue walking.
That's when I was looking at a stripper in the middle of the place. A strip club, tattoo place, AND a bar.

That's when I feel a squeeze Five hands and look at him.
"Don't look...."
"Don't worry I'm not. Are you jealous or..." He whispers grinning
I scoffed, "No! I just.."
"Uh huh I definitely believe you." He says chuckling. I just grin at him.
We saw a door that said
"Members Only." Of course we ignored the sign and opened the door. We see someone getting tattoo.
Wait. No fucking way, it can't be-
"Been looking for you." Five says. That's when we see POGO. NO WAY. I can not imagine that sweet monkey who used to read to me, now a tattoo artist?!

Pogo takes another hit of his cigarette.
"I don't tattoo children."
"Swell, We aren't here for ink." Five says.
Thank god, I am not getting another tattoo.
"Yeah, believe it or not we have a mutual friend. Sir Reginald Hargreeves." I say.
Pogo sighs, "Whatever he wants, I'm not interested."
"I don't think you understand, we are both one of his children."
"From another timeline." I added.
That's when I hear some people walking behind us.
"Another timeline?" Pogo chuckles clearly not believing us.
"As crazy as it sounds, we all met before. Back in 1963. When you were a diaper-wearing chimp in dire need of a manicure."

"You probably don't remember giving you were a baby, but he has a scar to prove it." I say pointing at Five. Five nods and shows his scar.
"If what you're saying is true, I'd be talking to a man and a lady well into their sixties."
I'm going to be 100% honest a part of me is happy we look like we are teenagers again. For our "teenage years" we were in the apocalypse trying to survive, this feels like a second chance.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I've had a very long day."

I barely noticed there are even more bikers then before. Are they like Pogo's bodyguard's or something? Because they look like they wanna kill us.
"Pogo you needa listen-"
That's when the bikers started gefirnt closer to us blocking us from Pogo. Jesus they smell like beer and cigarettes.
"Time to go home to Mommy."
That's when a biker guy looked at me.
"Hello there little lady~" He said about to touch me until I grab his shoulders and kicked his balls.
"Call me little lady one more time. I dare you." I said. Five smirked and grabbed my hand blinking us outside.

We see Pogo riding a motorcycle. Probably to his house or something. Damn it what are gonna do now? I mean I don't know how to ride a motorcycle and Five doesn't even know to ride-
"Hey! I need you bike. It's an emergency." I hear Five say.
"Think you have me confused with someone who gives a shit."
"Give me the bike or else.."
But the guy just leaves.
"Stay here." Five says and blinks. He throws the guy off the bike and rides the motorcycle up to me.
"Hop on." He says. Can this man get any hotter?!
I looked unsure, I mean it's motorcycle!
"I'm not so sure.."
"Come on Eight! Trust me!" He says. I sighed and nodded sitting behind him. He begins driving even faster. I quickly wrap my arms around Five's waist and lay my head on his back closing my eyes.