Vanossgaming Crew Oneshots

Welcome [Vanoss]

Summary
The worker meets Vanoss in an unlikely situation.

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I saw him walk into the place as he owned it. I've never seen anything like it before.

Yes, I am an employee who didn't know any better. I don't know what these people could be like. Just seeing him walk in dark brown hair moved over to the side, nice tanned skin, stunning dark eyes.

He was perfect, and he was coming right to me.

"Hello, I would like to withdraw some money." He said with a little bit of an accent.

Sounded a little bit Canadian. He was dressed differently from everyone else here. Unlike others who usually try to dress up nicely coming to the bank. He was different.

He is presented with some type of yellow tool belt and black tight clothing. His shirt had some type of golden owl on it. It was sort of hot.

My manager, Tony, walks past me and glanced at the man standing behind the glass. He stops and moves me away from him.

"You!" Tony pointed his finger at the glass. "I thought I told you not to come back here anymore!"

The man behind the glass just smirked. "Well hello to you too, Tony."

There was some beef here between the two of them. I wanted to get involved but then again I didn't want to get fired.

Manager Tony was a 41-year-old man. He doesn't take shit from anyone anymore since his wife died last year. He turned into a real jackass.

The only reason why I was still here is because of the pay. His gray hair and bushy eyebrows made him look intimidating. Which if I didn't need the money then I wouldn't probably even think about getting this job.

Good thing I'm desperate.

"I'm going to need you to leave," Tony said trying to keep his voice down to not stir up attention.

I look over Tony's shoulder and smile at the man. He glances at me and shows his stunning white teeth.

"Alright old man, let me just talk to the pretty lady and get my money." The guy put his elbows on the ledge in front of the glass and looked me in the eyes.

Was he checking me out?

Tony slammed his hand on the window to get his attention. I mean it didn't get his attention but it got others.

"Evan, leave before I call in security!" He said as his face started turning red.

So his name was Evan. I look over at this 'Evan' and give him a good stare. I mean I would have never guessed his name was Evan. I liked it it rolled off the tongue nicely.

Evan, and his dark brown eyes looked over at me and winked. I felt the heat rush to my face.

Though seen something, something that caught my eye. Security, they looked more different than before. I didn't remember seeing a pig in a helmet working here. Or a guy in a hockey mask. Then it hit me.

This was a setup.

"It's a setup," I whispered to myself. I look down at the ground and see my wooden bat near the files. I quickly kick it under the desk and look back up.

Only to see Evan and Tony's eyes both on me.

"What was that Y/n?" Tony said to me. His bushy eyebrows softened as he acted concerned.

"Uh, nothing.." I lied. I wasn't trying to get killed tonight.

Tony looks at me slightly annoyed. "Well if you have something to say speak up."