The Escape Artists Of Death (Ian McKinley x fem!reader)

5: Erin and The Nail Gun

I walk into Build It with Kevin and Wendy. Since Erin also works here and currently has a shift, we gotta warn her.

I see Ian and walk over to him. He looks at me and smiles.

"Hey Pip. Whatcha doing here? " he asks with a smirk.

"You know why Zip" I say as he sighs.

He messes with his nail gun and then looks at some pigeons.

He tries to shoot them but misses.

He laughs and says, "You can run, babies, but you can't hide. Not from daddy. 'Cause now he's pissed off, man"

I smile a little as he gets off of the forklift.

Mostly cause Erin tells him about Wendy and Kevin.

They all walk over as Ian reloads the nail gun.

"Be careful" I say as he nods slowly.

Him and I go on the forklift and I help him fix whatever errors the customers did today.

"So I'm gonna OD on nail polish and Ian is gonna die from embarrassment? " Erin asks while rolling her eyes.

Suddenly Wendy notices something in the picture. Although it's a picture of all three of us, Ian and I don't die in the vision. But Ian may still die.

"Watch out for those boxes! " Kevin says as Ian drives away from them fast as saw dust falls down and onto the floor.

"What the fuck man!? I thought you said the boxes were falling! " he says as I sigh.

"No I said watch those boxes"

"Why? They weren't doing anything" he states coldly as I smile a little.

He drive the fork lift, bumping a shelf, and parks it as we get off.

He goes over to the saw and slips and almost looses his balance.

"Watch out Ian" Wendy says as I snort.

"What? How would falling a little bit kill him? "

Please. With the deaths I saw, they are brutal. Not falling and boom! Dead.

Suddenly shelfs get knocked down as we were walking back. Wendy moves out of the way from some spikes. Wooden planks knock down Kevin, Wendy, and Ian.

Erin was right over by the nail gun. As she slips, the pigeons fly over.

The next all happen in a flash.

I run over and push Erin's head out of the way. My arm in front of the gun.

Multiple nails go into my arm as I wince in pain.

The other three push the wood off fast and rush over to me as I look at the few nails in my arm.

The gun was shooting nails at the floor until the gun was empty.

"Holy shit... Y/n are you okay!? " Erin asks as I smile.

"I'm prefectly fine. I'm glad you survived" I say as she realizes what I ment. She would have died from the nails.

I thought Ian would have been happy that she was okay. But he was pissed off.

"This is your fault Wendy! My girlfriend as nails in her arm now because of you!!! " he says angerly as I get up and casually take the nails out of my arm.

"Look it now skipped you and Erin! Okay!? " she argues as he shakes his head.

"Don't talk to me. Ever" he says as he motions for me to go over to him.

We head home and he takes me up to his bathroom.

He wraps up my arm and I hiss in pain as he pours rubbing alcohol onto the wounds.

"I'm gonna kill Wendy" he says.

"You knew this stuff would have happened anyways" I try to argue as he sighs.

"Still gonna kill her" he says as I just look away.

"I'm sorry" I say.

"For what? You saved Erin" he says.

"Well I also had the vision. So it's my fault too right? " I ask as he shakes his head.

"No. It's her fault because if she didn't keep distracting me, we would have came home and watched movies. Like usual" he says as I nod.

I get it. She did kind of distract him. Even Kevin. Which is how stuff was knocked off of the shelves.

I get down from the bathroom counter and I head to the bedroom.

"Ian. Death didn't skip you yet" I say as he nods.

"I know. But I'm gonna pretend like it did. I mean who knows. Maybe it did and I didn't notice"

Yea.

Maybe.