ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader)

Birthday {Team PowerPuff x Reader}

This is going to be a Reader x Team Powerpuff (What I call Mark, Jack, and Felix ....because red, green, blue.... like the powerpuff girls.... I don't have to explain myself)

(Y/n) P.O.V.

I sit alone at the bar, a beer bottle in my hand. It's my 26th birthday today. I pull out my phone take a picture of my hand around the bottle, posting it on my Instagram with the caption 'Happy 26th! Cheers!" I'm a pretty big YouTuber, having 15 million subscribers. I live in LA with my friend Mark. We meet a little under a year ago, when I got kicked out of apartment for hiding a dog. What can I say, I like dogs? Anyways, I had a breakdown right on the sidewalk. I didn't know anyone in LA, and didn't know where to go. Mark and Amy found me with my face buried in my dogs fur, and after we talked for awhile, offered a place to stay with him. I happily agreed, and my dog got along well with a Chica. I met his friends Jack and Felix soon after.

It's not long before I get comment on the picture. 'Have fun!' 'We share a birthday! Just turned 21' 'Who you knocking back with?' I respond to that last one. 'Me, myself and I ;)' I sigh. I was going to ask if anyone wanted to go out, Jack and Felix were currently visiting with Marzia and Evelin, but the guys were recording and the girls were going dress shopping. I didn't feel like messing up recording schedule, and I don't like shopping all that much, so I went to get a drink on my own. Nobody actually knew it was my birthday, so I just let it slide. Still, I can't help but feel a bit lonely. I look back at my Instagram to see that person responded. 'Aw :'( hope you still have fun!' 'Thanks' I respond. It's nice to have little chats like this with fans. My fans care about me just as I care about them.

I down my my drink, throw a tip on the table, the leave the bar. It not too far from the house, so I had walked here. I start to head home, but stopped turn around. I decide that I want to get some cake from my favorite bakery down the street, so I'm going to see if it's open. 9:56. Probably not, but I can check. Once I reach the little bakery, I see no lights on, and a closed sign up. I sigh, but I'm not really surprised. No cake from here. Maybe I can make some at home. I turn back down the road towards home. I walk past an alley, and noises come from it. I look down it for a second, but don't see anything. I shrug and continue. Two seconds later I feel something cold against my back. "Give my your money, and everything will be fine." Shit! Fear grips me. I grip my wallet, dropping it on the ground. Lucky for me, I only brought the one with some cash in it, so the mugger can't get my credit cards.

I hear him grab it. I start to turn, but I guess he didn't want me too because he punches me in the face and runs off. Not a great birthday. I run home. Once I walk in the door, I slide down it. The dogs greet me. "Hey guys!" I coo. I give them a few scratches and walk further into the house. Everyone was chilling in the living room watching a movie. "Hey (Y/n)! Thought you would be- holy shit what happened to you?" Jack shouts. I cough a little. "Oh yeah that." I scratch the back of my head. "Kinda got mugged." I say sheepishly. "Holy shit are you okay?" By now everyone is surrounding me, checking over me. "What happened?" Marzia asks. "After leaving the bar, I wanted cake from this bakery. It was closed so I headed home, but someone came up behind me with some weapon. I dropped some cash, he punched me, and ran." I explain.

"Why didn't you just come straight home? You could have gotten a cake tomorrow. You shouldn't have been wandering around this late at night." Amy scolds mother-like. "I wanted some cake today. I'm was going to bake one, but now I just want to go to bed." I say a little frustrated. I'm fine, everything is fine. Mark ruffles my hair. "Alright, just don't do that again." I roll my eyes and head to my room. Once I've closed the door and changed, I look at my face in the mirror. There is bruising around my eye, and I realize I should have grabbed ice. At the moment, I don't really care, I just want to sleep, so I do.

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I wake up to knocking. I check my phone to see it's 7:47. Ugh! "Yeah?" I shout through the door groggily, not getting out of bed. "Come downstairs!" I hear Felix shout back. "I'm a minute." I respond. I slowly shift my limbs into a stretch before getting up. I check the mirror once more to see the bruise. It's a bit swollen due to not icing it, and it's a nice shade of purple, and sore. I groan a little, deciding to ice it once I get downstairs. I run a brush through my hair and change before going downstairs. I go down the steps to see nobody. A little pissed, I stomp to the kitchen to grab ice. I pull an ice pack out of the fridge, placing it on my eye, when my dog comes in the kitchen. I see something attached to his collar, so I take it.

It's a letter. 'Go to the backyard :) -Friends" I laugh a little. I go to the backdoor with my dog, and I'm surprised by the sight. "Happy birthday (Y/n)!" They all shout. A table is set with a cake on it, and balloons are tied to the table. I tear up a little. "We got yelled at on Instagram by some fans for not spending your birthday with you. Once we realized it was your birthday you were already asleep, so we set this up. We're sorry you had a crappy birthday, but let's fix it." Jack says as Evelin sets up candles in the cake. "Thank you guys. Thank you so much." They sing happy birthday. "Make a wish." Mark says excitedly. I blow out the candles, happy for my friends.