Y/n): hey! Just because this is a fanfiction doesn't mean I don't have a bladder! Like seriously I've gone through many stories and not once have they talked about nature's course.
Well...um...as (y/n) finished doing his business he zipped up has pants prepared for the attack.
*(y/n's) pov*
(Y/n): you know author you could've spared the details of me pissing on a roof in front or the readers.
I sigh and get away from the corner that I pissed on and stayed hidden on the roof.
*looks at you*
(Y/n): I'm sure a time skip is in order don't you think?
*time skip to night*
(Y/n): there we go.
I quickly google for a good close range weapons and came up with this.
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As I hold the weapon in my hand and examine it I think to myself.
(Y/n):hmm not the stealthiest but anyone gets close to me will no longer have a face.
As I put my phone up I see Roman Torchwick enter the dust till dawn shop.
(Y/n): welp. *looks at you* let's get this party started.
I jump off the building and head towards the shop putting on my mask.
*no ones pov*
As Roman enters the building old Mr shopkeep looks at them.
Roman: do you have any idea how hard it is to find a dust shop open this late?
He aims the gun at old Mr shopkeep and "bla bla bla"
(Y/n): this is fucking boring can we just get to the part where I kick there ass already?
T.A.P.: are you serious
(Y/n): ppppplllllleeeeeaaaaassssseeeee!
T.A.P.: ugh fine hold on.
*fourth wall restored*
*Ruby's pov*
I was looking at new dust I could try out with my scythe when someone aggressively tapped my shoulder. I turned around and saw it was a man, he gestured me to take off my headphones. After I did it he aimed a weapon at me.
Robber: get on the ground!
Ruby: are you robbing me?
Robber: yes!
Ruby: oh.
*no ones pov*
As Roman was holding his gun at Mr shopkeep one of the goons went flying past him through the window. Roman looked in the direction which he flew from and saw a girl in a red hood holding a scythe.
