Lubbock x Reader [COMPLETED]

Part 4

  The screaming voice was from none other than [Y/N] her self. And the squishy part... Well, that was Lubbock's suddenly grabbing her boobs from behind and moving them around. [Y/N]'s face turned into a dark shade of red before slapping him, leaving a mark on his face.

  "WHAT. THE. HELL. WAS THAT FOR?!" A beet red [Y/N] backed up and covered her chest.

  "Ow, Ow. Hahaha!! Sorry, it's just a habit." He stuck out his tongue in a playful matter and laughed away. She just stared at him in both shock and disgust. Once his laughter died out, he continued to speak. "But even though your boobs are that big/small, they fit perfectly in my hands, hehe." He turned to a light shade of pink and showed his hands to [Y/N], squishing his hands as if he were squishing her boobs.

  "Argh, you damn pervert!! And here I thought you were some gentleman!" She turned around as her back faced Lubbock and she picked up her staff that fell from the shock. 'A gentleman.. Heh. First time I heard someone say that about me.' Lubbock grinned to himself. He stretched his back a bit before asking her how many people she killed.

  "About 20 of em'. What about you?"

  "15 guys came sneaking up on me while I was watching you." [Y/N] blushed a little at his last two words. Luckily Lubbock couldn't see it. "So I had to kill them. Sigh, I wished more men came, then it'd be easier to catch up to you. Anyways, I just came to see how you were doing. See you at the fireplace in... 1h or something." And he went his own direction, putting his hand around his hand, silently chuckling.

  'A guy checking on me wouldn't squeeze my...'  [Y/N] swore she would kill him twice for touching her boobs so casually. "Now... Let's go find some more death wishes. Mmhm," She smelled the air and looked up at the sky. "What a perfect day for revenge, eh dad?" She muttered to herself before walking to the next batch of killers, her staff behind her neck, and her arms supporting it. [Y/N] couldn't help grin knowing that she's gonna have a lot of fun there.

  "Let's kill em' all, shall we?"

  Meanwhile, Lubbock decided to take the more sneaky route. Even though it was kind of boring, going all sneaky, he didn't wanna go all straightforward and look like he's copying [Y/N]. He set up a bunch of metal strings that are at the height of an average person's neck.  

  "This should do it." He smiles to himself as he finished setting up his last trap. "Now, for the show."

  In the entire campout, there's three main spots where the killers gather. Let's call them Gather A, B, and C. [Y/N] managed to wipe out the entire of Gather B in a short period of time. Lubbock was now in Gather C with all his traps and such. The big fire was in the center of the hide out, which is Gather A. Like the rules [Y/N] mentioned, whoever killed the most amount of people gets to tell the other person what to do. Back to Lubbock, he was leaning against a dead end wall while waiting for the killers to show up. After the commotion [Y/N] created, almost all of the killers came out of their hiding to inspect the sudden screams. And sure enough, they saw him.

  "Oi, what are you doing here?!" One of them yelled.

  "Oh, u know, just killing." Lubbock put his hands behind his head and smirked at the men. The men who asked him that motioned the rest of the people behind him to capture Lubbock. But something was off. He wasn't moving. He was just standing there with his grin waiting for the men to come. At first the men were being cautious, but seeing that he isn't moving too much gave them the sign to charge at him. But they weren't able to reach him. The traps were all set one meter in front of Lubbock. Meaning at least a quarter of the men all died from having their heads cut off from the string straps.

  The remaining men who just managed to stay alive just looked at the men's head that toppled off. Some even gagged. "Aw, I thought all of you'd run straight for it. But that's ok. You'll all die anyways." He sighed before getting his back off the wall he'd been leaning on the whole time and got his strings out. He swiftly cut the trap string that stained the blood of the men and headed straight to the remaining ones. Cutting their limbs, head, legs, body, Lubbock was able to take down another quarter. He was getting a bit bored with the usual attack he does. The enemies' only weapons were their swords, knifes, but nothing out of the ordinary.

  Suddenly, he had an idea. "Puppetry..." He whispered. While the men who're still on their feet were shitting bricks in fear, Lubbock just raised his head to the sky and gave a small laugh. He faced the killers and with a physco glare, he asked:

  "Would any of you care to be my puppet?"

  The man nearest to him ignored his question and just charged at him with his knife, hoping he could kill him before he realises he's dead. But it was the wrong day to make that kind of choice. 'He's heading to his death bed. Pfft, who do you think you're messing with?' Lubbock silently chuckled after he immediately noticed the man heading towards him. "Guess you'll be my puppet, then." He gave an innocent smile to him before capturing his four legs with the strings. The man screamed as the strings dug deep into his wrists and ankles, trying to make him a live puppet. Lubbock shouted in a whisper, 'got one' before facing back to the other men, putting his puppet in front of him.

  "Please kill, Mr. Puppet~" The man who became his Lubbock's live puppet tried to protest, moving all around trying to break free. But it was no use. The man then moved towards his fellow men, by the strings, and started cutting them all over. While the puppet was trying so hard to not kill his kind, Lubbock was just at the back, laughing away at the sight of his puppet attacking his friends. "Maybe I can become a puppeteer, hahaha!!" He continued to grin and laugh away as he controlled the man to kill his friends.

  It didn't take long before all of them were dead. And once they were dead, he shot a few strings through his live puppet's heart and killed him off. "Thanks for your effort~" He smiled as he counted the number of dead bodies he collected.

  "Hmm, only 28. But that puts me in the winning lead then. Hahaha~ Maybe I could win this lil' bet after all. And with no little effort~" He chuckled as he put the men away in a pile.

  "I wonder what'll I make her do~? Maybe I could get--"

Badump

  "Huh?" Suddenly Lubbock got very dizzy. His head was aching and his body just started trembling. He fell to his knees and tried to support himself using his arms. "Tch. What the hell?" He was getting dizzier by the second. And in a few moments later, he started seeing things.

  "Halluciation?" He wondered.

In the little vision he had, everything was red. Him and [Y/N] were standing in front of each other. But the thing was, he was like a third person. He saw himself and [Y/N]. There were dead bodies everywhere. And they were in front of the fire. He was on his knees whimpering and [Y/N] was staring at him with icy blue eyes. His clothes were stained with blood, and she just stood there with her Imperial Arms. Lubbock looked helpless, as if he was begging for mercy.

  Suddenly, everything turned black for a moment, as if it were a play and the current scene just ended, moving on to the next. When Lubbock was able to see the next scene, his legs started to slightly shake. 'What the--' The Lubbock watching the scene was dead frozen in his tracks.

Dead. Natseau was pierced through him, the blood gushing out. He was just kneeling there, looking up at her. But, for some reason, (Y/N)'s eyes were filled with...tears?

  And that was the end of the little vision he had. He stopped seeing the whole bloody scene and was no longer dizzy. But he was still left there, panting from the dizzyness.

  'What was...that?' He slowly stood up and brushed away the dust on his legs. Although what he saw was just a hallucination, it just felt...so...real...

[A/N: IM SORRY IT SUCKS!! IM TRYING MY BEST TO DO IT BUT IDK HOW RLY SRYYSRYY]