CH 6: poker-fish? whats that

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im going straight to the thesis film because i cant think of anything. im sorry 😭😭😭😭


Author POV:

it was another day, meaning another scheme. Vinnie, Stone, Skipp and Y/N were in the local bar, Stone, Skipp and Y/n were in their normal outfits, but Vinnie, she was a bit full out, a pair of pink heart shaped glasses, a big ol sunhat and a yellow coat with pink fur lining the collar and the hem of the sleeves as she played against two Gangsters at poker for money. 

"go fish" she says, placing down her cards... which only consisted of a two spades card, a card with a face on it, an UNO skip card, an UNO reverse card and some sort of either a scratcher or a business card "Vinnie, we're playing poker" Stone groans, in his usual Irish accent "i know what im doing!" Vinnie replies to stone.

"maybe she's making something new... like... Poker-fish!" Y/N says, shrugging "well, either way, whatever game it is, im pretty sure we just won!" Skipp chirps after taking a sip from the apple juice box in his hand. "SEE?!" Vinnie yelps, while grabbing the money and sliding it over to her and the other three.

"how the hell did i loose to a bunch of street rats?!" the skinnier Gangster says, slamming his hands on the table "they- must- be cheatin'" the buffer looking gangster adds on, pointing at the quartet of teens "cheating? do we look like cheaters to you?" Vinnie smirks, as Stone is visibly drunk due to his allergy and cards fall out Vinnie's hat and Y/N's jacket as soon as stone's head plopped onto the table.

Y/N POV:

as soon as the cards fell out of my jacket and Vinnie's hat, the gangsters got out their guns and next thing we knew, they had their guns locked and loaded... as skipp added the cherry on top by coughing out the card Vinnie had him somehow inhale while the gangsters weren't looking at us.

next thing anyone knew, gunshots were heard around the bar, as Vinnie, Stone, Skipp and i jumped out through the doors, Vinnie's clothes for the scheme flew off and she was back in her usual pirate looking fit as we all started running like it was our last day on earth.

"now all we gotta do, is make it out alive" Vinnie says, as stone gives her a look "what?" "im planning the next scheme" he remarks, in a monotone voice "hey if you wanna survive on these streets, you gotta be a little chaotic" Vinnie continues, snatching an apple from a stall, in which the stall owner tried hitting her with a fish, but hit Stone right in the face with it instead, making me and Skipp giggle.

"you guys! over there" Skipp and i say, as we all run to a fancy looking carriage "see, stone, be more like Y/N and Skipp, they gots a bit of brain for stuff like this!" Vinnie laughs, as we all run behind the carriage and shoot out the other side in a little mine cart "aw stone, you're perfect the way you are" Skipp says looking cheerful as always "throw up" Stone replies, resting his head on his hand, as i rested my hands on top of his head and rested my own on my hands 

"that's our one and only Irish drunk for ya" i laugh, as the cart starts curving and taking turns, all the way to our home, the alleyway "hey thats where we live" Vinnie says, as the cart hit a ledge and falls, as we fall into someones clothing, Vinnie in a giant coat, Skipp in a giant pair of pants, me in a frilly green dress and stone in a maid outfit .

"sure is" Skip says, as me and Vinnie giggle at Stone in the maid outfit, before the washing line shoots us up in the air again "oh my god, we're like Aladin!" Vinnie says as stone lights up a Cigarette and groans in annoyance "with the crazy adventures we have and the fact we're poor streetrats, hell yeah we are" i giggle, as we all fall back into the cart Skipp first, who catches stone, then me and Vinnie who land in the front, as the cart starts rolling again.

"this is why i drink" Stone groans nonchalantly, before we're getting shot at by again by thoes two gangsters "oh come on" Vinnie says, as the two gangsters stick their heads out the windows as the skinnier one says "we're gonna get yous, Punks!" "aw fuck off arse holes! cant take a loose, and dont act like you wouldnt cheat either!" I yell, shaking my fist at them "okay new plan, im just gonna punch the bullets" Vinnie remarks, punching her right palm with her left fist "and all i have is this gun" Skipp says, as he throws the gun out his hands.

next thing me Skipp and Vinnie knew, Stone had one of his bottles with a fire-lit piece of cloth hanging from the opening "hey, this, is why i drink" he repeats the line from a minute ago, closing his lighter "huh, not bad" Vinnie admits, as Skipp and i watch at what me and him hope is gonna be an amazing explosion straight up.

Stone threw the bottle in the Gangsters direction... but it misses completely, rolling off further behind "hah, idiots" the skinnier Gangster says, as the buffer one laughs... but next thing we knew, to everyones surprise and my and Vinnie's entertainment, the Gangsters car just blew up! we all looked so confused on how that happened, but they're gone now and wont bother us in a long time.. or ever really. 

"hah idiots!" Vinnie laughs, as stone looked as confused as ever, before Skipp got close and started hugging.. actually attempting to hug stone "you did it stone! great job best friend!" Skipp says, as stone tries getting him off with words and trying to push Skipp off him "another day, another dollar am i right" Vinnie says, looking at me, "hell yea, cant wait for the next one" i giggle, as the cart hits a cliff, which, kinda did the same thing as earlier, but we just straight landed on the cart and went off.

Author POV:

"well, look at this...." a man says, he had a top hat, light beige hair, and some decent clothing, he was looking at a wanted/missing child poster, for a Y/N L/N, the poster was made by her grandparents, because according to the paper her parents couldnt give two shits about ther own daughter, "sir, isnt that the girl ya said ye saw that Vinnie girl with?" "yeah, it is... quite intresting" he says, holding his chin in his right hand.

"something tells me that girl can give us a benefit to get to thoes scraps"

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YAYAYAAYA CLIFF HANGERRRRRRRRRR, ITS LITERALLY 10:24 AND IM STILL NOT TIRED, BUT I HAVE SCHOOL TMRW STILL, BUT I DONT GIVE TWO SHITS, ANYWHO, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THIS CHAPTER, AND ILL TRY TO GET SOME MORE CHAPTERSS IN BETWEEN THIS ONE AND THE ACTUAL PILOT EP, HAVE A LOVELY DAY YA GOOBS❤️❤️❤️❤️

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