Identity V Oneshots

Unexpected ~ Smiley X Female! Reader (Joker X Reader) ~ 3 (Part 1)

Author's Note: Request from @Siniora-Chan! I may have changed a couple things because reasons. Also, as I reread the last chapter I made about Aesop and Joseph, I was smiling stupidly for some reason. Idk why lol

Also, I'm only using this video because it cuts out before Christine sings "iiiiis...Jake" :3

Also, Happy New Year! <3

Y/N entered the "lobby," and sat down in one of the chairs. As she waited, she started to play with her hair, bored. She was new to the manor, and only arrived about a few days ago. She somewhat got adjusted to life at the manor, with everyone else. Even if it was strange, she coped quickly. Then the other survivors started to arrive. One was William, the Forward, as survivors would call him. He sat down next to her, crossing his arms. Another was Tracy, the Mechanic. Y/N had always had the sneaking suspicion that Tracy and William might have something between them. Then again, she had only been here for a couple days. The last seat was left vacant, waiting for the last survivor. Waiting, they then heard somewhat heavy footsteps. Immediately, Y/N became alert and attentive. They didn't call her the Alert for nothing. Narrowing her eyes, she spots the edge of a red scarf, possibly dotted with yellow stars or polka dots. Enhancing her hearing, she hears a quiet cackle, one that sounded male and almost like a...clown. If the clown was evil. Sniffing the air, she smelt a faint hint of smoke, blood, and metal. Perhaps iron? Or copper? But definitely smoke and...oil? She wasn't too sure. One thing was for sure, she hadn't faced this hunter yet. She gets momentarily distracted by a noise behind her. It was the last survivor, Naib, the Mercenary. As he takes the final seat, and before they get teleported to their location, Y/N looks back at the figure in the chair. Who knows who it could be?

~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

Y/N opens her eyes. It was Moonlit River Park. She actually loved this location. It was good for escaping hunters. Running to the nearest cipher, she begins decoding. All of a sudden, her heart starts to beat. Slightly surprised, she crouches behind a pallet. She was never the one who got caught first. Peeking out very slightly, she looks at the hunter. Her eyes widen in surprise. It was a clown. He had a permanent sneer and a top hat. He had a scarf just like the one she saw earlier, and had a mechanical leg for a left leg. He had a claw on his right hand like Jack, though not that long, and  a sort of rocket weapon in his left hand (I'm basing it off of the original and more detailed concept and art). Still though, she was confused as to why a clown would be a hunter. It just seemed strange to her. Then again, she wasn't scared of any of the hunters, no matter how many times she encountered them. But it was still strange. She itched to know more. And so she decided to do something stupid. She stood up, and spoke.

"Hey."

The clown seemingly jumped in surprise, and stared at her before brandishing his rocket. Holding her hands up, Y/N gives him a neutral expression. "Hey, calm down, bud. It's not like I'm going to kill you," she says, keeping her neutral expression. The clown seems to think, and he lowers down his rocket ever so slightly. "What do you want?" he asks, and Y/N perks up a little at his voice. He sounded like the boys in her former neighborhood, a bit rough around the edges and colloquial-sounding. "I just want to ask a question," she says, phrasing her words carefully. The clown seems to think again, and lowers down his weapon, just enough to make it known that he still has it. "You have one minute," he says, as a cipher gets completed from the other side of the park.

"Why are you a hunter?"

Y/N asks bluntly. The clown seems to flinch in surprise, as Y/N looks at him somewhat innocently. "B-B-Because..." the clown stutters. Y/N giggles. It was almost cute. The clown notices and blushes. "Shut up," he says as Y/N giggles even more. "Sorry, its just cute," she says, smirking at him. Blushing again, it was totally unexpected when she threw down the pallet in front of him, surprising him. "One minute is up. Back to killing each other now," she sticks out her tongue at him, running away. Recovering from his initial surprise, he growls lowly, but admittedly not as intense. She was definitely interesting.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As Tracy opened the exit gate, Y/N tapped her foot impatiently. As she waited, she became alert again. She could her the clown coming from the right, his footsteps slow and heavy, the smell of smoke and blood thinning in her lungs. She smirked as she remembered how she surprised him with the pallet. Then she heard it. The clown dashed towards them as Tracy almost finished opening the exit gate. Y/N, breaking out of her alert state, rushes forward and takes the hit for Tracy. She gets instantly downed with Detention, as Tracy gasps but opens the exit gate nonetheless. The clown looks at Y/N in shock. He never meant to hit her. He stutters as Tracy stares at the both of them instead of running through. Blinking hard, he focuses his attention on Tracy. "Run!" Y/N yells as Tracy flinches, and runs through the exit gate, escaping the match. The clown stares after her, then turns back to Y/N. His eyes glowed red with power. Y/N gulped. Welp, I'm gonna die, she thinks as she waits for his reaction. To her surprise, the clown grinned at her and crouched down. "Here we are again," he says, his eyes still glowing red. "Same as ever, I see," she retorts, giving him her most confident and easygoing smirk. "Heh, what's your name, doll?" he asks as he wraps her up in balloons, walking towards the nearest rocket chair. Y/N blushes slightly as she struggles. "Y-Y/N," she says, managing not to break face. "I see, pretty name," he says, not taking his eyes off the rocket chair that was right in front of him as Y/N blushes again. "The name's Smiley. Smiley Fa-" Just as he was about to place her on the rocket chair, he immediately gets tackled by William, stunning him and dropping Y/N. Blinking, Y/N automatically started running as William took her hand, and pulled her into the exit gate. Smiley growled behind them. Not only had he lost, but his prey was taken away by another. Sighing, he looks up at the orange sky. I wonder when I'll see her again, he thinks as he gets teleported back to the manor. Y/N, huh?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After the match, they all wandered the forest before ending up at the manor again. Grumbling and sighing, they headed back inside where they were greeted by a few of the survivors in the entrance hall. Y/N was about to head back inside her room, which was on the second floor, when Tracy caught up to her. "Hey, Y/N! Can you hold up for a moment?" Tracy asks, clutching Y/N's arm. "Um, sure. What do you need?" Y/N asks, a bit uncomfortable at the sudden contact. "Just a question," Tracy says, letting go of her arm. "Yeah?" Y/N puts her hands in her pockets (she has pockets btw). "Are you and Smiley friends?" Tracy asks, almost as bluntly as Y/N had when she asked Smiley about his origins. Blushing instantly, Y/N almost stumbles over. "I-uh..no, we..." she stutters as Tracy raises an eyebrow. "L-Look, he was probably just surprised I protected you okay? I mean, you don't see that everyday. Besides, we just met today," Y/N says, turning away from Tracy, the blush still creeping on her face. Smirking to herself, Tracy knew what was happening. She had spectated Y/N after she left the match. But she decided to let it go. For now. Instead, she shrugged and said, "Okay, okay, I believe you. But, just curious, what do you think about him?" The tension within Y/N's shoulder blades were released as she smiled to herself, still turned away from Tracy.

"He was most definitely unexpected."

Another author's note: Whew, that took a while. This might be the longest chapter I've ever written in my life tbh

Requests open! :3