"Your reckless behavior has defiled my means of world domination for the last time, (Name)." Shao Kahn's voice boomed throughout the main temple room.
"Oh, c'mon ! My actions weren't that bad." (Name) reasoned.
"You dropped the amulet to Raiden." He deadpanned.
"It could happen to anybody, y'know?" Elder Gods help this being. For whatever reason (Name) continued to breath, was beyond anyone. The little shit's attitude and actions had gone over the line more than once. So why wasn't the bastard dead and buried 600ft underground?
"Due to obvious reasons[1], I'm unable to dispose of you. However, " The Emperor continued. "You are still a powerful asset to my plans. But I must keep you in check if the course of action is to take place once more."
The soldier standing beneath the Emperor wiped away imaginary tears. "That's the most beautiful thing anyone's ever said to me."
"Reptile!" He called the anima-- man up. "From this day forth, I expect you to keep an eye on (Name) at every given moment."
"Wait. What." (Name) mused aloud.
The over-grown lizard stood next to (Name), facing Shao Kahn. Bowing in the process at his command. "Yess, Emperor."
And so commenced the Misadventures of (Name) and Reptile.
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"Trying to take a leak here, man." (Name) was against being, as the soldier put it, babysat. By a fucking amphibian, no less. Yes, yes, reptiles aren't amphibians. But it was something that got to the cannibal.
Anywho! Although (Name) was against the idea, there was that small possibility of making it work to one's pleasure.
Ha! As if! The little man-eating shit was no fun. He was so obedient. So.. so...
He was a fucking pet!
"Turn around at least?"
But he didn't. He just continued on staring, claiming that he was to watch the soldier at any given moment. And he was doing just that.
'Fucking little pet.'
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"Just.. a little... more..." (Name) outstretched an arm as far as possible, in order to grab a jar of sweets. That just happened to be inconveniently in the highest shelf. Tired, (Name) huffed back in place.
What fucking now? The stomach was begging for a sweet!
"Give me a hand, would ya? Or, uh, in your case a tongue."
But Reptile had no intentions of moving. "I was ordered to watch. Not help."
(Name) blinked. Did he...? Was that a hint of sass being spat from the fucker? His acid wasn't the only thing that burned.
Mumbling incoherent curses, (Name) continued trying for the sweets. Payback was going to taste sweeter.
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A distressed (Name) thrashed about the room searching for something to wear. What happened to all the clothes? Ah, fuck. That's right. Clothe has to be washed. And today was the day for that. What a drag. But what could be worn 'til then? I mean, exibitionism was hot and all but--
"You mind looking away for a bit? Trying to change over here." (Name) more or less demanded as a clean pair of clothes miraculously appeared under the bed.
Bright yellow eyes stared back at (e/c) eyes. Unfazed and unmoving.
(Name) don't do it.
At almost lightning speed, (Name) tackled the man to the ground. straddling him in the process.
Oh my God.
"What are you doing?" Reptile casually asked. That shit. That little fucking shit!
"You're gonna watch me fuck your brains out."
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[1] I'm gonna leave that reason to y'all's imagination.
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Mortal Kombat One-Shots
FanfictionWith the newly released Mortal Kombat X , I thought , why not? Besides, the fandom itself is pretty underrated. Enjoy , ya cunts ! Mortal Kombat belongs to Ed Boon.
