A Plan That'll Get You Killed

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A/n: I have nothing to say, just get on reading.

Y/n POV

Without a say about what I wanted, I was forcefully shoved back into the van.

Y/n: Hey!

Blitzø ignoring me, literally climbed over my lap to get to the driver seat. Before I could even close the door he began to pull away. As fast as I could I slammed it shut, so I wouldn't fall out from my lack of a seatbelt.

Y/n: What's the rush?

Blitzø: Time is money, time wasted is money wasted and we're not wasting money.

Y/n: Sure, but just chill 

Blitzø: No time to chill, because money hates being refrigerated.

Y/n: That doesn't even make sense!

Blitzø: Of course, it does, you're just too much of an idiot to understand.

He narrowly avoided a car, swerving to the side, this time I couldn't help myself as I screamed, Blitzø laughed maniacally as he made a hard turn.

(Timeskip because I'm tired)

I swore never to get in a car with Blitzø at the wheel, I wasn't sure how long that would last though.

Y/n: Question, do you have a driver's license?

Blitzø: You mean my license of awesomeness?

He pulled out a dirty yellow card, with a grainy picture of him looking away. Barely legible and poorly spelled "Thies daemon ise varyfiyed 4 awsumness"

Y/n: What's that even for?

Blitzø: To prove that I'm awesome.

Y/n: That's stupid.

Blitzø: Only a person who didn't have a license of awesomeness would say that, so your opinion is invalid.

Y/n: Whatever.

Stepping out I almost tripped as I felt a rush of dizziness.

Y/n: Remind me to give you driving lessons, I have over 10,000 hours in Mario Cart I could teach you a thing or two.

Blitzø: Mario Cart?

Y/n: Remind me to take you guys up to Earth one day to for a day of Pop culture as well.

Blitzø: I know plenty of your Pop culture like what Rule 34 means!

I pinched my eyebrows together.

Y/n: You know what that's a fair point most of it isn't good anyway.

Blitzø: My point exactly, come on let's go tell the gang my plan.

Y/n: You have a plan?

Blitzø: I always have a plan.

(Another timeskip already?)

We were sitting in the "Meeting" room, why'd we have so many chairs?

Blitzø: Alright get this, you see this gun?

He flourished his flintlock.

Blitzø: You see it?

We all nodded.

Blitzø: I'm gonna go in there with this gun..........and shoot anything that breathes or moves.

I slammed my fists against the table.

Y/n: You said you had a plan!

Blitzø: I do have a plan.

Moxxie: That's not a plan that's suicide.

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