Chicken Nugget X Reader

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A/N: Something epic happened, someone pulled a pro gamer move 

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Y/N  POV

     Beef Stick stood, his long, lanky, and meaty body darkened crimson in color. His flesh flaked off in white dryness like dead skin. He looked dead, a zombie. I started to feel lightheaded as the Vietnam flashbacks hit me like a truckload of shit. Why was he here? What was he going to do? Beef Stick was my ex.

     "I'm pregnant!" He declared. Then he smiled maliciously, "and it's yours (Y/N)" in that moment I felt nothing. It was like I had lost the ability to feel anything other than emptiness. 

     "Are you serious?"  I asked finally. 

     "No, I'm Beef Stick," said Beef Stick.

     "What the frick!" Chicken Nugget yelled. "You come in here telling us that you're pregnant with my boyfriends child! Not okay buster!"

     "But I am though..." said Beef Stick

     "Sounds legit," I say.

     "I'm keeping it," Beef Stick yells with his entitled ass. It was then I felt somthing,  I wasn't ready to be a father. What about Chicken Nugget. What would happen to us? I couldn't stand the idea of us not being together.  A child! How would we get around that. I had to remain calm, if I was to be a father, I should at least try to be a good one.

     "Okay," I say.

     "What?" Beef Stick exclaimed shocked at my calmness.

     "When is your next appointment, I want to be there with Chicken Nugget!" I inform him.

      "No, you can't come," Beef Stick says.

      "Why not, I'm the childs father, so why shouldn't I," I reasoned.

      "Because I said so," Beef Stick says angrily.

      "That isn't gonna be enough for us," Chicken Nugget steps in.

      "So why Beef Stick, what is the real reason we can't come," I say.

      "Well, well... well because... because... because I'm not actually pregnant," Beef Stick goes quiet with the last word.

      "You aren't what," I question him,my eyes growing large with anger. He had wasted my time with his trivial pettiness and I was quite annoyed. I wanted him to suffer, for he had caused me much trepidation. 

      "Pregnant, I'm not pregnant!" Beef Stick squeaks 

      "What, you aren't pregnant, how strange, I seem to recall that you were. Funny isn't it, how you came here with the intention of trapping me, but you yourself are now trapped. Get out of my sight to worthless stick of beef. Chicken Nugget is better than you could ever imagine to be," I say with my voice starting off raised into the higher notes it could make while being sarcastic until I reached the point of seriousness in my tone.

     "Screw you (Y/N)! You could never be the man for me anyway," Beef Stick cries before running off in tears.

     "Bitch," I say quietly to myself before shutting the door and shaking my head. "I'm sorry Chicken Nugget," I apologize.

     "It's alright, you handled that very well (Y/N)!" He comended me.

     "Thank you," I thank him.

     "You are very much welcome," he responds.

A/N: That's it folks, tune in next time for more epicness, next chapter will be a Christmas special/QnA so comment your questions down below or put them in the discord. Also subscribe.