𝙼𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 y/n 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝟸𝟶 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 . 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 ᗴᖇᖇOᖇ
There seem to be a 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 in the writing.
𝙸𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖
Unless i ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ
( I end up using fo...
❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏❏ I felt a warm breeze brush upon my shoulders we were in a.... mineshaft?... that's odd. I looked at y/n she wore a western type outfit White cowboy hat. Jean shorts with red imbedded gems on the back pockets White cowboy boots Ands white cropped tank top
She makes one hell of a cowgirl.. sheesh I looked up the mineshaft. Sigh. "Y/n. Let's go up there . Near the exit." She nodded and we walked up the mineshaft "Gimme yo dawm money !" .. "Yeah!! Give us your damn money!" .. "G-guys please I have no mon-" I ran inside the bar and startled the robbers
"Now who may you be?" A boy in a blue cowboy vest walked up to me and looked up to see my face . Damn he's short Shortly after a boy in a green bandana mask and brown vest and gloves came behind the short man " yeah! Who the hell are you?! And who do you think You are interrupting our robbery"
The short man went back to robbing the tall man working at the bar "I-I'm Karl. And this is Y/n and we aren't very fond of you robbing this innocent man" .. "Tsk. Connor , jack knoff , lets go." .. "whos connor and jack knoff?..." A boy in a sonic onesie and the boy robbing both starred at us and headed on their way out Jack knoff looked back at my direction
"What's your name again?" .. "Karl." .. "Hm. I'll remember that when I'm making you gravestone"
( god I hate writing jack knoff )
What the fuck is wrong with that guy? "Hey bar tender , are you ok?" .. "Y-yes and my name is J-John!" .. "Have they been harassing you for awhile now?" .. "Yes...but obviously their not the brightest .. heh .. they robbed me about 30 minutes ago and then they came back thinking i would have more money?..."
..
Y/n started laughing behind me . " BAHAHHAHAHH THEIR DUMBASSSESSSSSS "
"Y/n!"
it did make me slightly happy to see her smiling again but still i need her to take this seriously. these time travling trips never have a happy ending , or well i havent had one with a happy ending so far...
sigh...
"Sorryy"
John was looking around frantically looking for spare money he could give us for shooing the robbers away , i quickly grabbed his wrist and calmly said "no need."
