「 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘋𝘶𝘰 」

• My hero- Bubbly Wakko x rebel male reader •

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨..

[ 𝙑𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ]

> Requested by WishieA <lice33

Wakko's POV:
I slip on my baby blue skirt over my blue sweater. I looked at myself in the mirror, examining myself. I twirled around in the skirt and giggled. "I look pretty cute in this skirt.." "We talked about this Wakko.." I jumped a bit when I heard Dot's voice. She walked towards me and smiled a bit.

"I'm the cute one.. but you do look adorable in that skirt!" Dot looked down at my skirt then she looked at me. I blushed, "Why, thanks Dot!" I hugged her tightly. "I- UuH WaKkO tOo tiGht!" Dot pulled away from me and took in a deep breath. "Oops sorry! I'm just really happy you like the skirt!" I wagged my tail in excitement.

She looked at me and chuckled, "It's the truth! Anyways.. where you goin?" "Yakko asked me to go to the store to buy a few things." "Oh alrighty! Well please be safe Wakko, last time you went out with a skirt you got hurt badly.." Dot put her hands on my shoulders and looked at me with sorrow eyes. I nodded my head slowly, remembering that horrible memory.

"Don't worry about me little sister! I'll make sure I'll be fine." I said to her as I kissed her forehead. She made a small smile at me before walking out of my room. I sighed and went back to look at the mirror. "I miss wearing this.. I hope I'll be left alone.." I whispered to myself, as I patted my skirt.

> Wakko left with a list that Yakko said to get, before leaving Yakko forced Wakko to let him go with him, but Wakko didn't want him to. "I'll be fine Yakko, please I wanna feel comfortable wearing my skirt in public, without my brother watching my every move.." Wakko said to his brother before walking out the door. Yakko rubbed his face and sighed. He then hoped that his brother would return back home safely <

Wakko's POV:
"Bread.. cereal.. oh! Let me just add some.." I put a bag of popcorn and other snacks in the basket, with the other groceries that were on the list. "And that's it.. time to check out." I ran towards the self checkout area and started to scan the groceries. Once I was done I grabbed the few bags and walked out of the store.

"So far nothing bad has happened.. so I'll be fine!" I did a cheerful dance and skipped my way towards the water tower. I was a few blocks away from the water tower when I heard someone whisper my name. My ears went up and my tail went down, I looked around my surroundings to see if anyone was there. There was nobody. My ears relaxed and I sighed, I then started to walk.

"Well well well, look what we have here." A familiar voice said from behind me. I stopped dead in my tracks and swallowed hard. "If it isn't Wakko. I see you're still wearing those girly skirts.." The voice said as they got closer towards me. I started to sweat, I couldn't move I was to afraid of what was gonna happen if I do.

"I thought we taught you a lesson about that.." The voice came closer towards me, I could now practically feel their presence around me, with other people as well. The voice then pushed me onto the ground, making me drop my groceries. They laughed at me and some other mysterious voices laughed along with them.

I hit my forehead hard on the concrete, making my head bleed a little. "It's me, Joseph. You weak girl." Joseph laughed and turned me over. I tired to get up but he held me down, putting his shoe on my chest. The other voices I heard were snickering and making jokes, jokes I couldn't hear correctly.

"I think I need to show you another lesson about this skirt issue.. real boys don't go around wearing this kinda shit, what are you? Gay?" Joseph said as he laughed. I tired to move away from him but he put more force on my chest and pulled out a pocket knife. "Don't you even think about moving, gay people like you shouldn't even exist! You're a disgrace to humanity!" He yelled. He then made a long cut on my arm.

I yelped and started to cry, "Please! That hurts!" "Oh shut up, it hurts my eyes to see people like you walking in the streets, wearing girly things. You are a boy, ACT LIKE ONE!" Joseph was about to make another cut on my other arm when someone punched him off of me. Joseph fell onto the ground and threw the knife away. "What the hell! Who did that?!"

I got up quickly and leaned against a building wall watching this mysterious person beat up Joseph.

Your POV:
"Leave Joseph, you've caused enough damage to that poor boy." I held Joseph down with his hands behind his back. "Your so called 'friends' are no where to be seen now. They ran away from me cause they know I will.. severely hurt them." I told Joseph. "No more showing off, you jerk!" I let go of his hands and kicked him onto the ground. I then grabbed his knife and pointed it at him.

"Not speaking? Probably for the best." He looked at me with a bloody lip and a purple eye. "Stupid piece if shit. You should know better, now leave that boy alone he did nothing to you, you asshole." I folded up the pocket knife and put it in my pocket. Joseph stumbled to get up, once he was up he ran away from me. I heard him cry a bit once he ran away.

I chuckled to myself. I then ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. "E-Excuse me..!" The boy in the skirt slowly walked towards me with his wounded arm. He looked at me it looked like he was blushing a bit, I couldn't really tell since it was kinda dark outside already. "Are you okay? You need to be more careful around here.." I told him as I knelt down to look at his face properly.

"My arm and head hurts really bad.. but thank you for helping me! How'd you find me-?" He asked as he looked at me. I looked at him, "Well.. I just heard yelling and I ran straight here to find you and that jerk." He nodded his head, he was about to say something when he yelped in pain. "Ow ow ow! My arm!" He looked at his arm, it was bleeding a bit.

I looked at his arm, "You really need to clean that up.. and also your forehead.." I looked at his forehead and touched it. He jumped back away from me and yelled in pain. "Oh god, I'm sorry!" I apologized to him. "I-Its fine.. I'm going to start heading towards my home now.. I have to clean up my wounds.." he walked away from me and went to pick up his groceries.

He struggled constantly trying to pick up those few bags with one arm. "I- Wakko right? Here let me help you out Wakko." I walked towards him and picked up the bags for him. He looked up at me and smiled. I blushed slightly, "Thank you and yes my name is Wakko.. what's yours?" He asked as he started to walk. "I'm Y/n.." I walked with him, carrying his groceries.

We made small talk as we walked towards his home. Everytime he would giggle I felt butterflies in my stomach for some reason. Or even smile. I don't get how anyone would want to bully this.. sweet cartoon. He's actually pretty cute..