RVB (locus x reader x felix x wash) one shots

Lil pie problems... (Felix x Reader x Locus)

YES I AM ALIVE! Sorry you guys I haven't been around... for those of you who stuck around be prepared, I'm THROWING LOADS OF FLUFF AND PIE YOUR WAY
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"FELIX WHAT THE HELL?!?"

"I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to!"

"How can you not MEAN to? It was obviously intentional!!!"

"Well, I meant to just try-"

"THAT WAS FOR MY GRANDMA'S BIRTHDAY!"

"Well I didn't know!"

"Felix, how did you miss the Happy 78th Birthday candle sticking out of it?"

"Well, um, I didn't..." Felix's voice trailed off as he finally met his infuriated girlfriend's eyes.

(Y/n)'s glare was deadly as she stood in the kitchen, holding an empty glass pie dish that had previously held the cherry pie she had made from scratch specially for her grandma. She had taken two hours to bake that damn pie and it turned out PERFECT.

Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the empty dish.

"If you saw the candles... AND you knew what I was baking it for... why did you eat all of it!?!?"

"LOCUS OKAY!? He said it was fine!"

At the sound of his name the man in mention turned around from his spot on the couch and raised and eyebrow at Felix. "I did nothing of the sort."

Felix looked back at Locus, his eyes pleading the long haired man to help him out while the raging (h/c) turned her ice cold glare in his direction as well. Locus rolled his eyes and set down his book, walking over the desk that contained his laptop he grabbed a remote and pressed the play button.

"Observe." Was all Locus said as he gestured to the laptop that was brimming to life to show Felix walking into the kitchen not even forty minutes ago. (Y/n)'s frowned and walked over to the screen while Felix, internally panicking, followed behind.

The video showed Felix scouting out the kitchen area, checking the windows, and making sure no one was in site before he walked over to the utensil drawer and grabbed himself a fork and walked over to the island where the pie was residing. Felix watching his past self demolish the pie in a matter of minutes and he could practically feel the rage coming off his very livid girlfriend.

Timidly, and a bit sheepishly, he backed away from the (h/c) who had turned around and was now piercing him with her (e/c) eyes.

"Locus..." "What, Felix?" "When.. when did we get a hidden camera?" Locus stopped the video and turned to fold his arms across his chest and he leaned back again the desk and smirked. "I installed it after my leftovers from my takeouts kept getting stolen."

(Y/n) turned her head to look at Locus, "I TOLD YOU IT WASN'T ME!" "I knew it wasn't YOU, but I wanted to catch him red handed." (Y/n) pulled her gaze away to stare down a very anxious Felix. A smirk pulled at her lips and she spoke.

"So Locus..." "Hm?" "What should we do with him?" "I think it would be appropriate if we stopped allowing him into the kitchen."
Locus held up a shock collar. "We could treat him like the dog he is, scavenging and mooching food off of other people."

"I kinda like that idea." (Y/n)'s smirk had now turned into a full on eerie smile, channeling her rage through it as she stalked towards a fearful Felix. She had worked very hard on that pie, and she was going to avenge it.

Locus handed (Y/n) the special shock collar and mouthed one word to Felix. 'Run'

*two days later*

"C'mon guys! This is ridiculous! Can't you take the damn thing off?!?" Felix whined from the far side of the kitchen, turns out that the entire kitchen was off limits to him. He hadn't figured out how to get the shock collar off yet and every time he tried to go into the kitchen, he'd get zapped painfully. So now he was sitting crosslegged on the floor at the entrance of the kitchen, moping.

(Y/n) walked over to him with a dog dish in hand, and a spoon. She smirked. "Sorry hun, no can do. You've been stealing our food for months, and you ate that pie... you're just going to have to wear this collar till your time is up."

She handed him the bowl and ruffled his hair, he glared at her back as she turned to sit and dine at the counter with Locus. Felix looked at his food dish and frowned. Last weeks leftovers sat comfortably in the dish, warmed up and served with a spoon. He had a feeling after this treatment, he'd never want to eat anyone's leftovers again.

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So I'm kinda, sorta back! I know this one is odd but it's what I want to do when my family eats MY LEFTOVERS. DID YOU NOT SEE THE NAME CLEARLY WRITTEN IN BOLD BLACK LETTERS OF THE COVER?!?!