Y/N woke up and stared at the cieling. "UGH I HATE MY LIFE. my parents LEF ME! and now I LIVEALONE IN THIS SHITTY APARTMENT!!" Y/n groans, getting out of bed.
Y/n trudges over to her fridge and opens it to see a moldy peice of bread with a bit in it, and mold growing on a corner. (if you dont get the reference, GET THE FUCK AWAY FORM ME!!!!) Y/n was out of food, and it was already 6PM. The sun was setting. Y/n decided it'd be best if she went out for dinner.
Y/n dolled up (this is the look!)
OK IM GOING TO LOSE MY SHIT THAT IS TOO FUNNY
Y/n walks to the mexican resturaunt and orders a taco. The taco comes to life and slaps y/n. "You did NOT just try to bite me!" She crossed her twig arms. Y/n stared in awe. "s-s-s-s-sorry.." Y/n stuttered, blush blanketting her cheeks. The taco gave y/n a disgusted stink eye, and she hopped off the plate and out of the resturaunt. Y/n followed the taco quietly, careful not to alert the taco.
Taco quietly walked down the sidewalk, the sky was completely dark by now. The streetlights lit up the streets pretty horribly, most flickering, some completely off. Taco swerved into an alleyway, and Y/n followed. Y/n quickly stepped back in shock, for she saw a tall human girl. Was that.. Taco? The girl turned back to face y/n, her curly blonde hair bouncing over her shoulder. "Why the hell did you follow me here? You weren't supposed to see that." Taco hissed, furrowing her brows angrily at y/n. "I-Im sorry but, wouldn't you follow a walking taco!?" Y/n asked, her mouth opened in shock, staring at taco. "No, because I am one. Now, don't tell ANYONE about what you saw." Taco mutters, turning away to run through the alley.
Y/n couldn't let this slide. A transforming taco? Y/ns life was already ass, so any dangerous adventure wouldn't hurt a single bit. Y/n stumbled through the alleys, and followed Taco to the best of her abilities. "Wait uP!!" Y/n yelled, snagging the back of Tacos suit.
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Taco x fem reader
Historical FictionGUYS PLEASE KNOW THAT THIS IS A JOKE... GAHAHAHA I PUT IT AS HISTORICAL FICTION IM SHITTING BRICKS RN