oneshots

🌧️Fluff☁️

ship: [name], oc and another oc
{HELP, I wrote this like five months ago so please ignore if it's cringe 😬 😭}
genre: fluff and a bit of angst, only a tiny bit. (also some romance)

gender of [name] in this one: female

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A small old fashioned house in the middle of germany, nobody knows where exactly. But hey? that's how it's supposed to be.

Espeacially with the job [name] had. She was a detctive of sorts....not a detective at all really.

She was a murderer working on other cases to find out the mistakes she could avoid. She only got caught by one person...who you can guess is now six feet under.

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Scrubbing away the blood from the moss green walls with little effort and annoyed complaining was found, [name]. Cleaning after her victims as usual.

„man this is a piece of shit!" Annoyed and stressed she decided to drop the sponge and bleach. Walking to the kitchen to make herself a snack after the days work.

Opening the pantry to find all sorts of stuff such as gummy bears, Honey, bread, all sorts of sweets, pickled plums, a few spices and rice.

„sence when did I have Honey left over?" shrugging her shoulders still taking it out along with the bread before closing the pantry. Opening another cabinet and pulling out a glass with some writing on it, wich seemed to be made by a four year old.

Taking a knife from the same cabinet before walking to the fridge and taking out some orange juice. Placing it all on the small round table in the corner. „That girl today didn't even make a fuss, their either getting weak or the parents are getting worse."

Preparing her bread with honey on top and glass of orange juice before pulling something out of her shorts poket.

It was the school ID of the girl she murdered. „7th grade, 1.71m, blue eyes, brown hair...." muttering all the information while taking a bite of her food before nearly choking at the last piece of information.

„who let those fuckers have another child!? no wonder she wanted to die...." Looking at the parents name, it was Mia müller and Joschua Müller. She knew them from when she went to school herself.

They were 6 years older than her, so when [name] was in 5th grade they were in 11th (1 Stufenjahrgang). Known for being the perfect couple. Wich in all honesty is a blatant lie, they bullied people, and what not, probably even harrsed the old nice lady next door as well.

„I mean I could pay them a Visit......" thinking about it before realizing she still had a date. „oh shit!"

Getting up and rushing to her room and rumiging through her closet looking for her favorite dress.

Finally picking out the matt dark green dress and it's matching white pullover. (the pullover goes under, like those overall dresses where you wear something underneath. baisicly a cool green dress with nice while sleeves and neck. You can also wear something else if you want).

Getting it on and putting in the wavers (those rolls for your hair to curl) and getting ready for some make-up.

(If you dont do make-up or don't like it you can leave that out if you want btw.)

Finishing after around 25-30 minutes and taking out the wavers from her hair (I have no clue how long their supposed to be in there) before making sure everything looks good. Grabbing her matching sling purse and 5cm high heels before exeting the house locking the door behind her.

Running to the café around the corner and taking a look around the tables to see if their date was anywhere to be seen.

Sure enough, they were seated in the middle of the cafe and scrolling through their phone.
Approaching them rashly and sitting down in the chair infringe of them. „Sorry I was late. The tram was late."

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T ^ T, I Don't know what to write up this...