Your POV
"Wheeeeeeeeee!" You cheered, raising one hand punched in the air as one hand is hooked around John's neck.
"To infinity.. and to breakfast!!" You then said childishly as he ran down the flight of stairs, you on his back.
"Pchooo!" John joined in the childishness.
"Aye, come eat already." Dave said and you both chuckled.
"Yes, sir." You said and saluted. John then brought you down and then you both walked to the dining table.
Pulling a seat, you slid into it and nudged it forward to get into position, so did John. You sniffed the air and wondered what was for breakfast.
"Mmm.. what's that smell?" You swooned over the delightful smell of (Your fave bfast).
"(Fave bfast.)" Sollux said, giving you a small smile.
"Thank Jesus for my moirail isn't a sour pussy today." You said and put your hands clapped together in the air, pretending to talk to Jesus.
Dave and John laughed and Karkat gave a small smile. "Sour pussy?" Sollux reiterated.
"Yes, you're a pussy.. cat! You're a pussy cat. Y'know pussy cat dolls. Yeah, that." You said, saving that phrase.
"Dat save." Dave whispered and you stuck out your tongue at him with a smirk on your face.
"I know right." You mouthed back.
"Right.." Sollux awkwardly said.
"Can we just eat breakfast already?" Karkat grumbled.
"Yeah, yeah. Here it is." Sollux said and placed the plate/bowl/whateverthehellyouuseforyourbfast of (Fave bfast) on the table.
"Thank gog." Karkat whispered and you all dug in.
Time skip
You were all in your room, fixing it up and cleaning it. Well, you were doing most of the cleaning while Dave, John, Karkat and Sollux just messed up what you cleaned. So it took you forever to clean your closet, and now you're on to painting the mirror and the window sill black, along with the design of splattered paint on it.
"Stop running around or pushing each other!!" You screeched, seeing that John and Dave were having a pillow fight.
"Never!" Dave said.
"You shall not pass!!" You exclaimed, standing in between them, holding up the brush filled with paint to his nose.
"Move and suffer the horrible, embarrasing mole virus." You said in the evilest way possible.
"Oh no, the mole virus! I'm so scared that I could–" You had enough of the sarcasm so you painted his cheek and there left a small black dot.
He then screamed in a very high pitched tone for a bit then said "I-I mean.." He cleared his throat and yelled in a more masculine way.
You shook your head and laughed. So did John. "Nice one, babe." John said and you smirked. "Thank you, thank you."
"I feel like an old lady.. or an old president." Dave mumbled and tried wiping off the paint on his cheek. "Eugh." He said.
"Hahaha, okay now stop running around. I'm trying to clean and paint." You said and Dave gave a fake shocked expression.
"*Gasp* Clean? You're so active!" Dave, fakingly shocked, exclaimed.
"Shhh.. shut up or I'll turn you into Gamzee." You shushed him, waving your paint brush in the air as an act of taunting him.
"I said nothing." Dave immediately said and sat quietly on the bed.
"I thought so, haha." You chuckled and went back to business.
YOU ARE READING
John x Reader
Fanfiction(F/n) (L/n), new student at Hussie Academy. You know the clichés, you can probably spell it out for me. But the one cliché that really caught (F/n), was the cute, buck-toothed, raven haired boy that seemed to take her breath away. It was short, swee...
