The Bad Guys (reader insert)

The Good, the Bad, and the Guinea Pig (Part 1)

(I wanted to take a small break from romance and get to what I'm doing this book for: The reader having adventures in 'The Bad Guys's universe! 

The relationship in this mini-series will be platonic, as in, friendship. 

Pretty sure you can guess which gang member of the Bad Guys is gonna be the main focus of this one shot.)

type: Mr. Snake and his nemesis! female reader (mini-series

requested by: NO one! This was an original idea! :D 

(g/p/n) is short for guinea/pig/name.

You walked through the streets of Las Angeles, alongside you mom. You gazed out at the busy streets and craned your neck to watch the buildings glisten. Your family had just recently moved homes, and you settled just outside of the city. To you, the city was a decent place, it looked decent enough anyway. 

For some reason, before you moved, you had a strange gut feeling that you wouldn't like moving to L.A, but you couldn't wrap her finger around why. 

At any rate, you and her mom were out shopping for some new clothes for yourself. You, yourself were intending on locating a job, but you wanted to make sure that the place you would be working would be just the place for you. Your parents weren't rushing you to find a job right away, after all, your family had just moved in two days ago. 

Anyway, you and your mom had been looking through the clothing stores, but you haven't found anything to your liking. 

"I thought that dress looked cute on you!" Your mom complemented, making your face burn up for the hundredth time that day. 

"Mom!" you said, annoyed at your mother for bringing up that frilly dress. You loved your mother to pieces...but sometimes...

You cleared your throat and replied calmly, "Cute as it may have been. There's no way that I'd ever wear that dress!" 

Your mom just chuckled, and you couldn't help the smile forming on your own face. 

"Did you have to bring along (g/p/n) though?" Your mom asked.

You looked down at your short's pocket to see your pet guinea pig pop out. 

Her head swished from side to side. Her whiskers flicked as her nose sniffed the air around her. You could only imagine what she was saying right now.

'Oh my! So many new sights! So many new smells! I wonder if there are any other guinea pigs running around here?'

You giggled to yourself as you smiled down at your animal companion. Using your finger, you gently stroked (g/p/n)'s fur on her forehead. She seemed to like that, because her eyes closed, and she stayed very still, allowing you to pet her. 

"You know I bring her everywhere I can!" you told your mom with a grin. 

It was true, you took (g/p/n) everywhere you could. The two of you had known each other since (g/p/n) was a guinea piglet! You'd talk about your problems with her, you'd show her the things that you liked to do, and you liked to do just about everything with her. And every now and then, you went jogging together! Yes! Jogging! 

Guinea pigs liked running on hamster wheels, including your pet, so you figured one day, 'Why not take her on a run with me?' 

You've taken (g/p/n) on the majority of your walks. It was safe to say that (g/p/n) was very fit (for a guinea pig that is).