bowser bakugou x reader x wet bowser

chapter 19 *ೃ༄

"are you crazy?!" bowser bakugou exclaimed, "do you know how many bars there are in musutafu? do you really think asking around at every single one is going to get us anywhere?"

"listen, you mentioned that she left her car behind, right?" wet bowser reminded him, "if she walked to the bar, she would've likely gone to one that's near to her house."

"...you have a point."

"of course i do," wet bowser rolled his eyes, "let's look up all the bars in the area and we'll go from there."

wet bowser and bowser bakugou had found three bars that were within walking distance of (y/n)'s house. they began driving around the city, asking the bartenders and others in the bars if they had seen a cat girl with (h/c) hair. despite going to all three locations, no one seemed to have any idea what they were talking about.

"this is hopeless," bowser bakugou sighed, "just how far could she have gone?!"

bowser bakugou and wet bowser drove down the street aimlessly, only a few blocks away from (y/n)'s house at this point. after asking around at the bars had been unsuccessful, they had spent the rest of the morning driving around the whole of musutafu, looking for any sign of (y/n).

"wait!" wet bowser yelled, pointing across the street, "what's that over there?"

bowser bakugou turned to see what looked like a very run down bar. it didn't look like it was even still in business, however he noticed that the lights were on inside. he and wet bowser exchanged looks, before bowser bakugou parked up next to it.

"how come this one wasn't on the map?" bowser bakugou asked.

"exactly what i'm thinking," wet bowser nodded, "we should check it out."

"alright," bowser bakugou agreed, "minions, you stay here."

bowser bakugou and wet bowser cautiously entered the bar, on high alert as they realised it was completely empty. they looked around the room, growing more and more suspicious of the eerie atmosphere.

"(y/n)?" wet bowser called out, "you in here?"

they paused, waiting for any sign of a response. they looked at each other, and bowser bakugou shrugged.

"i guess it was worth a shot-"

before either of them could say anything else, the lights in the room suddenly cut out, the room going pitch black. bowser bakugou and wet bowser both felt wet rags being shoved against their faces, a strong smell of chemicals flooding their noses. they tried to fight back, however they were overcome with lightheadedness as they both felt themselves collapse on the floor and blackout.

***

mr spencer sat alone in the mansion, pouring himself another gin and tonic. he was absolutely devastated that his daughter had ran away from home, and he was worried sick that something had happened to her. he was scared he would never see her again, and if that was truly the case, then the last thing they would've done was argue.

he was too intoxicated to notice the sound of footsteps behind him, as he grabbed the bottle of gin and gulped down a few mouthfuls of the liquor. tim realised he had let his guard down as soon as he felt the barrel of a gun being pressed against his temple. however, he made no resistance, too inebriated in the moment to care.

"whatever you do... jus' leave my daughter out of it..." he slurred, swaying back and forth drunkenly.

"i think it's a bit late for that, old man."

with that, a loud bang was heard throughout the mansion, and tim fell to the ground. a pool of blood formed around him, soaking into his expensive suit and persian rug on the floor.