After getting yelled at by her brother for not getting up when her alarm went off again they began to put together and discuss the plan.
"Alright y/n, don't fuck this up. We need to get that diamond back. And don't go falling for that purple shit either."
Y/n laughed at her brother and punched him in the arm. "Don't worry you big butt, we used to be friends. That it" She went into her room and grabbed her book bag and put on her villain outfit with her black sweat pants and oversized hoodie over it.
"Wish me, luck bro. I hope he doesn't moonwalk all over me hah" He laughed at her and she left the apartment. Where could that fucker live? Hmmm... She was thinking while walking and ended up finding herself in the old park.
Damn, I always end up getting drawn back here. She sat down under the oak tree that she saw Bratt sitting under the other day when she sang on stage.
"Well, this might be harder than I thought." She said after 30 minutes of sitting under the tree. When she saw they were having another open mic night she knew that was exactly how she was going to get his attention.
Now, what Michael Jackson song should I sing? I know he loved smooth criminal, but maybe... AHA, I GOT IT! at least this one I can dance to!
She thought to herself getting up and taking her packed bag with her as she went up to the familiar lady. "Hello mam, I wish to be in tonight's open mic night."
The nice lady smiled back at the girl recognizing her immediately and looked down her list.
"Perfect news MJ, we can get you in at 10 pm tonight. Is that alright for Ya?" She said smiling at the girl that stood before her.
Y/n smiled at the name and said it would be great. After she did that y/n decided that it was time to get something to eat and she headded to the nearest cafe.
After getting some lunch she went back to the tree and sat under it again pulling out her phone and checking the time.
7:36 pm.
Damn, I guess I did take my sweet time eating earlier huh. Well, at least now I get a little time to relax.
Y/n thought before pulling out her phone and going to Wattpad to read some fanfiction that she had been saving for a time like this.
-+Eye brow wiggle from author-+
After finishing reading the two books she could she looked at the time again and almost freaked out.
9:56 pm
Shit, I better get my ass up there.
She thought running up to the stage with her bag in her hand. After she told the stage manager the song and that she would need a couple of minutes to change she went backstage and changed into her favorite dark blue and dark red bedazzled Michael Jackson outfit she had made when she was younger.
She got to the stage just as they called her alter ego stage name out for people to hear. She used the one that B gave her when they were younger.
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Balthazar Bratt x reader
Fanfikcey/n was a young villain in training. well, her brother Lewis was trying to teach her, but let's just say he was 10 times worse at being a villain than she was. Sometimes it made her laugh at the fact she was able to pull off heists and robberies tha...