:A Reluctant Hero: MiriTama x reader

:Oh sh-:

(this is me a year later, the book is cringe so don't pay too much attention to anything that happened before the sludge villain arc.)

'...Nothing.' You looked at the empty fridge, you haven't really eaten anything in the past.. well almost 2 days. You were pretty sure your mom just forgot about you. You looked at the calendar, your dad would be coming home from his business trip today, he was only a few cities away. Maybe you could wait it out, or at least that's what you thought, your stomach growled really loudly and you were just about doubled over in pain.  'I-I.. I should tell her..' you thought as you looked towards the direction of her room. Once you got there, you saw it was locked, this wasn't surprising though, it was always locked.

Just as you were about to knock, you froze. 'W-what if she doesn't want to see me..' your eyes darted to the home phone, you were going to call your father. After initially struggling to recall his number you finally got a hold of him. "D-dad?.. I-i'm hungry.." You said quietly, trying to keep your voice down. "What? Speak up hun, I can't hear you" you could clearly hear the tiredness in his voice "U-um... Never mind, I'm sorry for bothering you.." he sighed, if it wasn't for his patience he probably wouldn't be able to hold a conversation with you "No, what did you say? It's alright i'm heading home" he checked the GPS "I'm like 30 minutes away, traffics not too bad today. What do you want I'll pick it up for you."

You took a deep breath "I-i... I haven't eaten since you left and i'm hungry but mom locked her self in the room and I don't want to bother but we don't have anything except the cereal in the pantry but it's on the top shelf and I can't reach the top shelf and I think mom has the stool in the room and some Capri-suns but I don't like the cherry ones and there's one left and I was saving it for you. I haven't seen mom in a while but I don't think she'll be happy to see me because she might be doing something important,' You took a really deep breath "also Sardine is making a weird weird noise and i'm scared!.." 

your father's mind was blank as he struggled to process what you just said. I mean you were faster than that one verse in rap god. You know the one. 'Sardine?-  Oh right, we have that cat.' was all the progress he made for a while. "D-dad?.. Are you s-still there?" he snapped out of what ever trance he was in "Yeah, yeah! I'm still here sweetie, don't worry! I'm sorry, can you repeat that please?" he said, hoping you wouldn't cry as you were known to do. "I- mom forgot about me and i'm hungry.." He got that right away. "Alright... I'll be there in a few minutes, you want a happy meal?" you nodded "Y-yeah.." he sighed "Alright, I'll see you in a bit." and with that he hung up.

He hit the gas, he was easily going 102 in a 58. Right after he acquired the chicken nuggies (and a bad ass spider man toy) he got a call, it was your mom. He picked up of course, he was in desperate need of some answers. "Hey, i'm almost home, you can start heading to your business meeting thing." Your mother stated nonchalantly from the other the line. "What?! I've been gone for two days??" you father said, trying his hardest to control his yelling. "What- oh damn, I've been out for two days too, did you get groceries?" your father was in disbelief "NO! THAT WAS YOUR JOB, I LEFT YOU 100 DOLLARS FOR IT?? (Y/N)'S BEEN HOME ALONE FOR TWO DAYS!!" he said way to loudly. "Oh, I used that money for some new nails" she held up her hands, she really liked them "Also, who the hell is (y/n)?" she said, not grasping the severity of the situation "YOUR DAUGHTER!- you know, im going to crash, we'll talk about this at home." 

He hung up and yelled. He hated this, he hated her, she was so neglectful. She had little to no redeeming qualities.. 'I'm so sorry, (y/n)..'

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Once they got home, it was a total shit show. Every thing from chairs to toasters were being thrown, their voices were going far beyond what you would consider loud, the worst part? this scene was all to normal. "YOU BITCH, I SWEAR I'M GOING TO DIVORCE YOU, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS STRAIGHT TO THE CURVE." Your father yelled as he dodged a flying wine bottle, it came dangerously close to hitting you, it shattered on the wall, just a few inches from your face. "OH YOU WOULD LIKE THAT, WOULDN'T YOU, I'LL KILL YOU!" he hit her with a broom handle.

This is the worst it's gotten a while, you slowly inched closer to the door. You were going to wait it out on porch. You could still hear them but it help, you just couldn't stand the air in there. After you got out of there you realized you were crying. You hated crying, it proved just how weak you were. How little you could handle. You were bawling your eyes out on the bottom step of your porch while eating your happy meal. You were distraught, you were trying your best to block out the commotion going on inside when all of a ball hit the side of your head. Hard. The sheer force of the impact sent you face first on to the ground.

"What, where'd it go- OH MY GOD, MIRIO YOU KILLED HER!"

Here's a little shout out to Rosegirl08, One of the kindest souls here.

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