𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 | 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐧

𝐔𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎

(𝗒/𝗇)'𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾

as mike and i both crawled out of the office, his phone buzzed. he stopped midway to check the message.

"what's that?" i asked.

"shit. jeremy's birthday is today and i forgot." mike sighed as i craned my neck to look at his phone.

"oh— and he wants you to come." mike added as he looked to me and back at his phone.

"heck yeah! i love jeremy. he's so sweet. how old will he be?" i asked.

"22," mike responded, chuckling at my opinion of jeremy. "how old are you?" he asked jokingly.

"i don't even know. i'm pretty sure i popped up around the jurassic period. i got to ride a pterodactyl once." i laughed.

"wait— really?" mike paused as we kept crawling.

"ha, no. why? are you trying to tell me that i look that old?" i giggled sarcastically.

"kinda," he joked as i punched his shoulder playfully.

"screw off, cowboy." i laughed as he squinted his eyes.

"and how do i look like a cowboy?" he asked.

"i met a cowboy named michael once. you kinda remind me of him." i said in minor reminiscence. "he was too cocky, so he got caught in a shootout and caught a bullet in the neck."

"ouch," michael muttered as he pulled himself out of the vent.

"yeah, but his funeral was pretty fun. there was a rodeo in his honor and it was cool." i laughed.

"i wish i could've went to that." mike laughed.

"yeah." i agreed as we both walked outside and locked circus baby's pizza world so nobody else could break in.

"do you wanna go to the store with me to buy jeremy something?" he asked, pointing his thumb at his car.

"yeah," i responded as he led me to his car.

"do you even have money on you?" mike asked.

"it's cool, i can shoplift." i laughed.

"yeah but what if you get caught?" mike asked.

"i won't, trust me. anyway, what happened to will— er, your dad? where did he go?" i asked.

"i don't really know. ballora said something about being in a 'similar condition'? so i'm assuming he's in a suit too?" mike theorized as i was imagining how awkward our first interaction would be.

"i hope not. he was really sexy, so the suit would ruin it." i mumbled without second thought.

mike stopped the car and just looked into my eyes.

"what the fuck," he said as my eyes widened.

"oh shit! sorry i forgot to filter myself!" i cringed.

mike laughed as he continued driving.

"first you're talking about my dad's dick, and now his sex appeal." mike shook his head as i reddened in embarrassment.

"trust me, i have a lot to say about your mom but i don't want to make you more uncomfortable." i laughed as mike's nose scrunched in disgust.

"nasty," he muttered to himself as he pulled into the target parking lot.

we both got out of the car and walked inside the store.

it was really early, so we were one of the first people to arrive.

"i'm gonna get him a gift card. what about you?" mike asked.

"i'm about to pull something very risky. meet me back at your apartment, okay?" i said with a smirk.

"(y/n) no—" mike started, but i had already begun walking towards the electronic section.

i grabbed a nintendo switch and the game animal crossing: new horizons.

(a/n: just bare with me and pretend that this game came out in the early 2000's)

i looked around to make sure nobody was looking before shifting into a pelican and swooping the items into my mouth.

i squawked loudly as the target employees began panicking and i began flying around.
i looked at mike, who probably shit himself, but idk.

i squawked again before flying out the store and towards mike's apartment.

it took a while, but i managed to meet michael there.

"what the hell was that?" mike laughed.

"i know a pelican was a dramatic choice, but look!" i smiled as i revealed the nintendo switch and game in my hand.
"he better not have a switch," i laughed.

"the workers literally called animal control, and they were trying to figure why a pelican was so close to target since there are no lakes nearby. and no, he doesn't have a switch." mike explained as he chuckled.

"well i was either gonna pick between a pelican or cheetah, and cheetah would have been worse." i laughed as mike rolled his eyes.

"when's the party?" i asked.

"later today, duh. i'll pick you up at 3. i'm pretty sure the guys are gonna get drunk again, but i don't know. mike and vincent are planning the party, so i wouldn't be surprised if there were strippers." mike joked.

"so anyway, i'll see you tomorrow. im nocturnal, y'know." i laughed.

"bye (y/n),"

"bye mike," i smiled as i shifted into a crow and flew away.