Banana Bus Squad 'X' Reader

Bryce Games-- Hero

The bank a couple blocks off of Third Street is robbed so often that people rarely put their money into it. I had picked it because of the absentminded guards and the passive people behind the counters. They're never scared of you when you come in with a gun, they quickly load up the money and hand it to you before you even reach the counter. 

I head down to my basement and quickly pick up what I want to bring for this heist. I quickly change into my usual heist outfit.  I slip out of my hoodie and pull on a black, corset-like, shirt with thick black straps. I pull my black leather jacket with colorful hieroglyphics on over my top before putting on some black tights with belt loops all around the top. I mainly use them as holders for my pistols. I put on fully black vans and then search the room for my mask. I had misplaced it like I always do.

I find it in my safe where I keep all of my winnings and stolen goods. It was sitting on a plastic wrapped cube of money I had stolen from my last bank in a couple towns over. I pick it up and place it on my face, strapping it tight onto my head. It's just as colorful as my leather jacket and in the shape of an Egyptian cat, it covers ninety percent of my face making it perfect for my many robberies. I quickly load up with a few weapons and my handy-dandy sleeping gas before heading out to the bank.

I stay hidden in the alleyways and make sure no one sees me. The sun is starting to set and it's hanging low in the sky, slowly sinking under the horizon. I make it to the bank fairly quickly and head inside. The guards seem to be on break because they're nowhere to be seen. There are a few people inside waiting to deposit or withdrawal money. I quickly knock them out with my sleeping gas before heading up to the counter.

"Hey, I'm guessing you know the drill by now?" I say, setting my duffel bag down in front of them. They nod before stuffing wads of cash into the bag. I wait patiently for them to get done. I take the bag and they quickly press the alarm once they see I'm slightly distracted. I see they're becoming drowsy from my quickly fading sleeping gas cloud, I know they won't do much else now. I shake my head and start towards the door.

I get half way there before four guys burst through the door. I'm in no hurry by any means so I just smile politely at them, dropping the bag to the floor. I was hoping I'd get to fight someone. I look each one over and assess their shown strengths and weaknesses. 

The first one I see is a guy with an outfit planned around the colors red and black, he had a demon like mask and he has a bright red sweatshirt which is unzipped showing off a white t-shirt with the word CaRtOoNz. He has a slightly buff build and a flatter, more muscular, stomach. I would most likely go for a punch to the throat for him. He looks to me as if he is a mix between a strategic person and a person who relies on brute strength. He's the third tallest, about five foot eleven.

The second one is dressed in mostly blue with a white and red hockey mask. He has a black bullet-proof vest that pokes out from underneath his blue hoodie. He looks like the leader as he stands slightly in front of the rest. He looks like he's most likely the one to give orders and use brute strength. He has a more muscular build and his shoulders seem to be massive from my point of view the twenty feet from him. His muscles almost distract me from his height, he looks to be the shortest, about my height. I should use my taser I have hidden in my bra with him, or a swift kick in the groin should do the trick.

The third one is dressed in a gray hoodie and a pair of charcoal gray pants. His hood is pulled up to cover most of his face and it's decorated with bunny ears as well as an omega symbol. He his the second tallest and has a build to match, muscular. He looks to be the most strategic out of all of them. I could try a couple hand to hand moves on him before disabling him with a shot to the foot.

The last one is dressed in a tight purple, long sleeve, shirt and black skinny jeans. His hair is a pale auburn with mostly blonde highlights. His mask is the same purple as his shirt and shows off ninety percent of his face. He's the tallest, standing at about six foot three. He's also the skinniest but that doesn't mean he has no muscle. I take one last glance over him to see what I'd use to disable him and recognize him instantly. It's Bryce.