☼︎ 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚕' 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 ☼︎ 𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑜 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

☞︎︎︎ Chapter 13 ☜︎︎︎

- AlBeRtO's POV -
Y/N + Cooking equipment = Disaster
The type of maths they should teach at an average school. I don't know how or when but Kirsten had seemed to declare war on all pancakes for some random reason. Must be a good one though. I'd been letting Y/N stay over he last couple of days, they were kind of having problems with rent and all that jazz. I hadn't posted anything for the last three days. Welp, seems about time I posted.

- Your POV -
Wow, Kirsten declaring war on all pancakes was enough but then also claiming I was an ally with pancakes?! Ridiculous, I could never. Pancakes have been scandalous enough for tonight. I went to go get Albert to get Kirsten to sleep. "Wait, where are you sleeping?" Albert looked at me *debby ryan*
"Um, on the couch."
"Night then Y/N."
He could literally ruin my life and I'd say 'Thank you'. Kirsten glared at me on the stairs and then went up to her or Albert's room, I couldn't tell. Seriously though, she's been pestering Albert so much, I wonder if he's used to it or something. Peace at last....the quiet, still air. Ruined by a faint scream from Albert's room. "Must be him filming a late night video..." I muttered. Then there was another scream, Kirsten's room. Shoot, must be serious. I went to go get a pan from the kitchen and slowly made my way to the front door. I then got a glimpse of the troublemaker, all dressed in black, a bit of hair poking out from their hood. I'd inhale and knock the person down with a pan. "....Ow..." Mumbled the guy below your pan, Albert and Kirsten literally ran, R A N, down the stairs and found you guys.
"I- what happened?! They took my stuff!" Kirsten glowered, clenching her fists, basically ready to fight the person on the floor.
"Well, we can um, pat them down." I replied.
"WHAT'D I MISS?!" Albert screeched from the kitchen, turns out he'd also gotten a pan.
"The police in this society is insanely corrupt. Let's just dump them at a Maccies (McDonald's)." I responded and began patting the person down.

- Kirsten's POV -
Beauty sleep is probably too much to ask for, thanks universe. Anyway, me and Y/N (Ew) patted the person down, retrieving a lot of our stuff. "Wait, do we steal some of he guy's money or something?" I asked.
"Nope, we steal their hoodie and mask." Y/N responded annoyingly.
"Soooo..About the war on Pancakes, is it over? Pans are actually kind of useful." Albert gestured towards the guy on the ground and the pan next to them. I just stared at the scene.
"Um, okay then." I muttered
"Are we dropping them off at McDonald's or not then?" Y/N huffed.
A few minutes later we all got in the car and drove off to the wonderous place of McDonald's. It stank of ✨ children's t o e s ✨.