#STOP IT I DONT WANT TO REMEMBER ZHAT

[nefarlya]

Eurghhh…. Just flashbacked to when I was 12-14 and I didn’t know what the word pervert was and assumed it was a ninja word and had this as my profile picture for a bit at my CATHOLIC SCHOOL

[juju-on-dat-beat]

"Stay": Parent!Sniper x Kid!Reader Part 2

••••

Previously on "Stay":

Demo looked at me with sorrow. "Im so sorry lass." He said softly and quickly.

I looked at him with tears falling down my face and my hair all over my face. I held my dad's hand harder now.

"Dont die" I mutter softly.

Present time: (No one's POV)

Y/N didnt know where they were. They have already awaken from their short slumber.

How did they fall asleep? Maybe from all the sadness they felt and confusion, Y/N's mind overloaded.

The 14 year old opened their eyes slowly, making sure the light wont blind them immediately.

They sat up straight from the hard surface and realized they were not alone.

Multiple people, including 'Demo' and The girl was there.

Y/N looked around, processing what happened and what is happening.

They realized that their dad was not in the room and remembered the bad memory that has been implanted into their brain. It just happened just a while ago too.

Y/N grabbed their head.  It felt heavy but then they managed to sit up straight.

Y/N's eyes began to prick with tears. They blinked and held their head in their hands.

They sniffled ever so slightly, not wanting to gain more attention.

Someone then placed a hand on the kid's shoulder.

Y/N looked up and saw the girl again. Y/N looked like they were about to break down to a million pieces.

Ms. Pauling then pulled Y/N closer and hugged them, it was hard with the handcuffs on but they managed. Patting their back and whispering 'its okay's and 'Im so sorry's in their ear.

Y/N cried softly onto the director's shoulder, hugging her back the handcuffs were tight.

"Its Ms. Pauling" The girl who hugged the child said.

"Hmm?" Y/N hummed, asking to repeat it.

"My name. Its Ms. Pauling. You are Y/N, yes? Mundy's kid." Ms. Pauling asked and let go of the child.

The 14 year old nodded and said nothing, tear stains on their face.

The director looked at the kid sadly and moved a hair out of their face. Then she continued to hug the child.

•••• (Y/N POV)

I hugged the woman tightly. Holding it like I would rip off from the world.

I couldnt stop the scene replaying in my head, but the girl's hugs, pats and words made it a little more bearable.

"How old are you, kid?" 'Ms. Pauling' asked me.

"F..F-Fourteen." I answered.

"So young. You are too young to deal with stuff like this." Ms. Pauling muttered. She continued to comfort me.

For a while, I stayed like this.

"Z..Zhat is ze bushman's child, correct?" A man in a red ski mask broke the silence.

I look up at him but never moved from my position. The man was just beside Ms. Pauling.

"Yes, Spy."  Ms. Pauling said a little annoyed.

"The kid's fourteen. With no one to take care of them. They just lost their father, okay? Try not to shi-... Trash-talk Sniper at the moment." She defended.

Spy opened his mouth and closed it back again.

I stared at him for a while. Until he felt eyes on him and looked at my direction. I then moved my hand and waved at him.

'Spy' looked at me, no expression on his face. Then after a while, he waved back. This made me smile a little, but it did not last long.

'Demo', who was behind me, started sputtering out nonsense. I let go of Ms. Pauling and turned to him and started poking his sides, to see if he was still alive. He didnt move.

"Is he dead too?" I ask.

"No! No.. No..." Ms. Pauling yelped and smiled awkwardly at me.

"He's just poiso- sleeping! See?" She reassured me and punched his side softly, no response. "Asleep" She repeated

I raised my eyebrow. "Okay.." I went back in for a hug and she accepted it.

She then started talking to the Spy.

I heard nothing but her heartbeat and vibrations from her voice.

After a bit, out of nowhere, she started sobbing.

I looked at her and repeated the same treatment she gave to me.

Ms. Pauling smiled sadly and held me closer.

The man in the red ski mask stayed quiet. Then, he spoke up.

"Ms. Pauling. I will not let them torture us, including the kid. In three seconds Im going to crack a cyanide molar." He said.

"If you both open your mouths, Ill spit a good sum of it into your throats before my heart stops." He finished.

I looked at him with disgust but rethink the chances. Maybe it was the most disgusting but best way? I dont wanna be tortured or even worse..

(Reminding you all the TFC Scout and Soldier are fucking pedophiles. Not accepting that fate for the kid)

I nodded.

"Thank you, Spy." Ms. Pauling thanked him and sniffed, letting go of me.

"De Rien." He replied.

We started doing this process. We looked like birds fighting.

Just then, a big guy broke down the door, screaming.

He panted. "What did Heavy miss?"

Spy spat out the weird foam as Ms. Pauling asked 'Heavy' some questions as he took the handcuffs off us.

He smiled at me and continued to talk with Ms. Pauling.

I didnt hear what they were saying because I was checking on Demo.

Though I only heard him say that only me and Ms. Pauling should leave.

I didnt mind it but I still tried checking on Demo.

"Wake up? Are you okay?" I whispered to the man who muttered nonsense.

I looked up to the person who sat beside Demo. It was a person with a gas mask.

"O-Oh? Hello" I said and waved.

They waved back happily but I only heard muffled sounds from the masked person.

I loud ring from probably a phone then distracted me and I turned towards the door.

"Heavy! Behind you!" Ms. Pauling said.

A man went through the door and Heavy puffed into smoke.

I yelp at the sudden poof. The smoke cleared and revealed an older, slimmer man. The mask hugging his face and something strapped on his head, covering an eye.

"I am working here." He muttered angrily.

"Urgent Call. Its the boss." The other man who entered the room answered and handed him the phone.

I quickly, but silently, went behind the gas-masked person I waved at just a while ago. They noticed my fear and brought me closer.

"What. Yes, I heard it. why?" The fake 'heavy' asked. "When? Is Beatrice alright?" He might have gained a negative response because he sighed.

"No, I can help. We got what we needed" He then proceeded to say a bunch of numbers to which I guess are coordinates? Maybe?

The two men went on.

"Ive got to go"

"What about these guys?"

"What do you think?"

The mask guy said sarcastically until a woman, who I learned was named Zhanna, was outside the door.

"Kill them." The masked intruder said as he pulled on his mask just enough to see his lower face.

Just then, Zhanna punched him but it dealt no damage, instead the guy was in place, shocked. Zhanna's blood decorated his mouth.

"Mm. It did not work" Zhanna realized and she frowned as she looked at her,,,, arm? Her hand was gone.

"Huh. Here, hold the shotgun" 'Soldier' said and gave Zhanna the shotgun.

"Let me try"

I knew what would happen next so I looked away.

After I heard a body hit the floor I stepped away from the gas mask man who shielded me.

The other man quickly grabbed Ms. Pauling and threatened to shoot her if they wouldnt put the shotgun down.

Anger ran over me. Ive already lost enough. I wont lose more.

As Zhanna slowly placed the shotgun on the ground, I boosted towards the guy who held Ms. Pauling captive. I clenched my fist and gave my all to give him a massive and painful punched to the side of his face.

My fist had landed on the man's cheekbone and he fell towards Spy. I grunted and held my hurt hand in pain.

"Agggghhh.." I  grunted and kept holding it, hoping the pain would go away.

Ms. Pauling gasped and grabbed my hand to try and sooth the pain. She ripped off some cloth from one of the bad guys and wrapped it around my sore and in-pain knuckles.

"Thank you. How brave of you" Ms. Pauling said as she finished the bandage.

I looked up at her. "Mm.." I only hummed.

Again, I blocked out ever noise, focusing on the pain on my knuckles. I sat down next to Spy. Ms. Pauling, Soldier, Zhanna and Spy were probably talking.

Soldier then grabbed an old man in a grey suit and left him on the floor to do God knows what.

I didnt pay attention much but Ms. Pauling and this Grey suited old man began talking, I believe. Spy was listening. Soldier and Zhanna? I have no clue.

I kissed my knuckles, to sooth the pain.

Just like what dad used to do.

A tear left my eye. Either from the pain I felt on my knuckle or the pain I felt in the inside.

I heard nothing so far.

Until a certain sentence got my full attention.

"You killed Sniper."

"You killed that child's father"

Ms. Pauling seemingly argued with the old man that laid on the ground, close to death.

I cover my ears wanting for the voices to stop but it kept circling and repeating around my head.

"You killed Sniper. You killed a child's father"

It repeated, and repeated, and repeated and repeated.

I had enough and my body took control. My body made me run out the open jail-cell door. I heard someone call my name but I did not stop. I ran and ran, getting farther away from the door.

I found a room filled with supplies and stayed there for a while. Hot tears ran down my face.

"The world is a cruel place"

I mutter.

•••• (Timeskip) (3rd POV)

By now, Y/N was all alone in a supply room. Crying. They tried to process everything that has happened today.

How would it affect them?

Arent they just a 14 year old kid?

Y/N sat in silence. The sounds of vents. The sounds of sniffling.

••••Meanwhile••••

Medic brought back Sniper into his little lab. Contemplating.

Was he going to really bring this man back to life? What urged Medic?

Science? Experimenting?

Or perhaps was it the crying child who wept for their father? Did that urge him?

"Yes. Definitely dead." Medic spoke up. He was examining Sniper's body.

"For at least six hours" He finished. He then hummed in frustration.

A dove then landed on Sniper's forehead. The bird cooed.

"Not impossible, Archimedes. Just very very hard" Medic answered his dove, as if Archimedes would reply.

•••• (Sniper POV)

J felt as if all my troubles have been lifted.

I felt as if no pressure was being pressed onto me.

I felt like in heaven.

Oh.

I opened my eyes to see my adoptive parents infront of me. They both were sad but most probably happy to kind of see me.

"Mum, Dad" I said, hugging them.

They both hugged back and let go.

"My son. You must go back. Do not forget your child. They wish to be with you again. They are hoping you arent dead darling." My mom said to me softly. She reminded my about the child I have.

Honestly. I wanted to stay but my responsibilities. I shouldnt leave them all alone.

I contemplated.

"And you left a bunch if @!?/*@$"' down there that need killin'"

"Yer mum's right. A professional wouldnt  quit when there is work to be done. And you are a professional." My dad said.

I smiled a little but my face faltered when I remembered the kiddo.

"Now get back there and give the men who killed you, Hell. " My dad supported.

I scratched my neck and sighed.

"Oi've been a huge jerk ta Y/N lately. Oi have not spent anytime with them oin the past few months, Mum, Dad" I admitted. I frowned and looked at the ground.

"You still have time if you go now, Darlin'" Mom reassured and smiled sweetly at me.

"Okay, Mum. Dad."

Darkness

Thats all I saw

Until..

My body ached but I still got up from a cold table.

I gasped for air as I sat up.

Medic infront of me. Talking, I think.

That utter bastard.

All I heard was loud ringing sound. Was it just me returning from the dead?

I looked at my body. My torso had plenty of sewed cuts. I was not bleeding though. My whole torse and arms, filled with the fixed cuts.

My hearing slowly returned.

"Its like I've alvays said! Zhere's nothing wrong with playing God zo long az jou are-" I grabbed his throat and started choking that blabbering German.

"You utter bloody BASTARD." I cursed. The German looked at me, shooked.

"YOU KILLED ME!" My hand trying to not kill him. I was so close to just letting my anger take over my whole body.

Oh, my poor kid.. What happened to them?

The German then started to defend himself: "Vell, Yes. I also did just bring jou back from the dead, Partial points zhere, Ja?"

He paused.

"Also, technically I didnt 'kill' jou. I vas standing next to the person who killed jou!" He explained briefly.

My anger. My blood boiled from it. "You were smilin' The last thing Oi saw 'fore Oi bled out and DIED was your smug, evil grin!" Remembering his face from before I died.

"I vas just happy to see jou! Zhat's just how I look vhen I smile! See?" Medic then gave me one of his infamous smug smiles.

"How could you join them?" I asked, venom laced my voice.

"Our team disbanded! Zhey needed a Medic! Black Market organz dont march directly out of exotic animalz into jou'r body cavity, mein experimentz require funding!" Medic explained as he raised his hands up a little showing that he was really cooperating with me.

"I feel like ve are glossing over zhe part vhere I defied modern medizine und brought jou back to life!" He pointed out.

I sighed and let go of his neck. I looked around a little bit and scratched my head.

"How long was Oi gone?" I asked

"Twelve Hours! Zhis waz mein greatest triumph!" He exclaimed. He seemed so proud of himself.

"It alzo cost mein employers in zhe neighborhood of 1.3 billion dollarz. Zo try not to get zhot again, Ja?"

"So it was real then, me mun and dad, theyre.. Oh God.. Y/N..

D'yer know whot this means?" I realized.

"It meanz jou hallucinated bevore brain death, Mein Freund! I injected a blue vhale's pineal gland zirectly into jou'r brain stem!" Medic answered as he lifted up a needle and some.. Thing..

"Nah, Mate." I denied and pointed at myself. "It means Oi'm the most dangerous bloody man(n) on this island"

My face faltered as I remembered my kiddo. "Jsh... Poor thing. Oi need to get out with no one catching me somehow" I muttered, almost silently.

" Ah need to find moi kid. Now. "

"Out of zhe question! Jou are in no condition to-"

"You are fucking KIDDING ME." The same big guy who shot me twice earlier said angrily and growled.

"Why. Is. He. ALIVE?"

I looked away from the commotion trying to think of a plan on how to get back to my kid.

Just then Medic asked me for some of my blood, to which I replied with its human blood. He chuckled and looked away shrugging me off now.

Soon that big man and Medic started blabbering about God knows what? I had my chance to escape, so I took it and bolted.

"Aw bloody hell, Y/N, where are you?"

I met up with Spy half way.

•••• (Y/N's POV)

I woke up from a mini nap to the sound of men talking. How did I fall asleep? Oh... Yeah... I think I just did as I cried earlier.

I looked around for a hiding spot and went to the corner of the room, boxes surrounding me so that I was not visible.

Soon, the men opened the door and were chatting. They started to put and pick up some gear. They finally fell silent.

For a bit, all I saw was the men gearing up. When they finished, they started chatting again

"Locked and loaded. You got everything you need?" One of them asked.

"Well, I got bullets in my gun if thats what you mean. But no Ross I dont got everythin that I need." The other, with orange-y hair replied annoyed.

The men went on and on arguing about something. I dont know what. Saying that they hesitaated with taking this job and all that.

I kept listening though, hugging myself.

"Think about it. That old safehouse in Newark? We clear those grenade crates out... It'd make a hell of an orphanage, wouldnt it?" 'Greg' said. Thats his name. From what I heared anyways.

"Are we really doing this Greg?"

"Lets do this."

Maybe those guys are not so bad?

"We are going to have endless supply of kids to-"

I immediately knew what he ment which filled me with fear and disgust. I accidentally yelped a little and hit a box with my foot. A bucket fell down.

Oh. Shit.

Tears pricked my eyes, just thinking about what would happen next.

"What was that Ross?" Greg asked.

I try to shuffle backwards and hoped that I would just sink into the corner. My hands covered my head.

"God has answered us! Look, Ross, a kid!"

(stay away you mf ped-)

I yelped again in fear. "PLEASE! Dont hurt me! Im just 14..." I pleaded and proceeded to huddle onto the corner.

"Well well. Kid's pleadin'" Greg responded to my cries as he yanked me out of the corner with my arm but still fell on the floor.

"Greg, as much as I would LOVE to do this, this is not the time to- We have men to kill here!" Ross reasoned.

"Y-Yeah! Please just.. Go!" I agreed and backed away from them. Tears left my eyes. Hot tears. I backed away from them till I hit a wall, I pleaded.

"Shush Ross. Its been such a long time since I-" Greg said as he grabbed Ross's arm.

"Ross why are you covered in gasoline?"

Just then a clicking sound echoed the room. A small light shimmered in the dark room.

There I saw the same gas masked person who comforted me earlier. A smile grew on my face.

They proceeded to torch down these pedophiles as I walk out the room and waited for my lifesaver to exit the soon-to-be-dust room.

The moment my lifesaver ran out I quickly shut the door and panted.

"T-Thank you so much!" I chirped as I held my hands togeether.

I recieved muffled happiness as a response.

I smiled at them and hugged them.

"ThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyou!!!! You saved my life from them, Gas Mask!" I exclaim as I mentioned the nickname I decided to give them since they did not have a name..

Gas Mask held my hand as we walked out of the building. I slowly got tired from walking and felt sleepy. I didnt sleep this early morning, long trip, lots of drama, lots of...crying, and whatever just happened in that God forsaken room.

I was burnt out. I didnt wanna move anymore.

I sighed.

Gas Mask must have noticed my tired look and expressions. My hand was falling from their hand. They decided to pick me up and gave me a piggy back ride. They looked at me.

I swear. I could feel them smile. I just know it!

I smiled at them and slowly fell asleep on their back. They still continued to carry me, not dropping me. Once.

••••

After quite a bit, I guess. I woke up to a sound of mumbling. It was from the mysterious Gas mask person again.

I grunted and opened my eyes. "Hrr?" I slurred, I just woke up from my nap.

"Hmhmhmm!!" Gas Mask mumbled.

"I dont know what you said but.." I looked up and saw a group of people. Thats where Gas Mask was taking me.

"Oh cool! Other pe-" I cut myself off from shock.

One of the people in the group...

That cant be...

Thats... Thats impossible..

My thoughts swarmed in my head. My hands covering my mouth, my eyes widened, my hair bouncing from gas mask carrying me, and hot tears pooled my eyes once again for the 3rd-4th time today.

"Dad?" I said trying to catch his attention which failed.

"Dad!" I made my voice higher and louder for him to hear.

He looked at the direction of my voice and the true happiness came back. He finally smiled with REAL happiness and relief for the first time in so long!

"Cupcake!" Sniper yelled happily. His voice filled with relief as he ran towards gas mask and I with his arms open.

"Dad! Oh my God. How are you alive right now??? Is this a dream? Am I in heaven? Did I die in that room with the fire?" I panicked, worry filling me as I got down from the gas masked person who carried me all the way here.

"Dream? Heaven? Room? Fire? Died?" Father questioned as he held my shoulders. He kneeled on the ground, he was about my height now, still taller.

"No! Its real, mate! Oi'm bloody alive! Oi missed ya so much" He said with a breathy voice. He sounded like he was about to cry. Not that I wasnt, I had tears rolling down my face as I hugged him.

We both just hugged each other for a while. Filling ourselves with relief that both are alright. I have yet to question his scars. I was just too overjoyed that Dad is here now.

"Oi'm so sorry, cupcake. OI have not been the best father lately. Oi missed your birthday, months ago. Havent made a longer converaation than this for a while now, mate." He spoke, sadness in his voice. He was deeply and truly sorry.

"Its alright. I understood, Dad. What matters is that you are here now." I replied, sniffling.

What a happy, sad and dramatic family reunion.

•••• B O N U S

... "Dad?" "Yes, kiddo?" "Why are you naked? In the outside?" "Err, long story, kid. Ill tell you when you are a little bit older." "Okay." ... "Love you kiddo." "I love you too dad."

••••

[voidselfshipp]

OLD WOUNDS

(Jer x sniper!)

(Mentions of scars and injuries,stay safe)

(Okay to rb!)

--Goddamit!it hurts!

Sniper cried while jerico sat on his lap, desinfecting the huge scar across his chest and abdomen.

--Dont be such a baby!,im desinfecting your wounds, IF you didnt push yourself that much I wouldbt be here

--if I didnt push myself spy would have died

Jer sighs and looks up to him--everything has to be an argument mundy?

The Man sighs putting his hands on her waist.

--Look sheila,I know you worry about me,I know you love me,but my line of work can be dangerous,you need to understand that

--i do snipe but I dont want you to die on me

--Look,im laying off work till I get bettah, being a merc pays off

Jeri presses a kiss just above his collarbone,snuggling closer.

Snipers face heat up,and covers his face with his hat.

--Ah shmucks baby...

She starts bandaging Him up,being carefull to not Open up the Stitches in his body--medic could have reinforced them ya know

--I didnt have zhat much time liebe!--the afromentioned medic shouts from the Hall.

--Medic!shut up!--jeri screams back at him--bloody hell

Mundy smiles--My slang rubbed off you

--Yeah it did kiwi

The Man grunts, Rolling his eyes.

--Im done, there ya go babe

Jerico helps him to put his red button up shirt, then when shes done he kisses him, cupping his cheeks--Ill make tea, you lay on bed okay?

The Man lays down carefully, grunting.

--i hate bein' ere doing nothin all day

--its until you get better Mundy its not the end of the world...

--And the van?

--Engie is taking good care of her, dont worry

The Man sighs and suddenly an idea pops up--Ya know what would make me feel bettah?

--What?

--If you could sing ta me

Jer grunts annoyed

--Hey im the injured Man here!

--That sense of humor didnt die with you

--Ouch

Both look at eachother and start laughing--okay--she says --lemme get the drink first okay?

--'kay

After ten minutes jerico hands him the tea, he sits up carefully while she grabs her guitar.

--In spanish please babe

--anything else?--She says annoyed.

--Nah im fine

Jeri sighs shakily.

-- "Quizá no fue coincidencia encontrarme contigo

Tal vez esto lo hizo el destino

Quiero dormirme de nuevo en tu pecho

Y después me despierten tus besos"

(Maybe it was not a coincidence to meet you

Maybe this was made by fate

I want to fall asleep again on your chest

And then your kisses wake me up)

Tu sexto sentido sueña conmigo

Sé que pronto estaremos unidos

Esa sonrisa traviesa que vive conmigo

Sé que pronto estaré en tu camino

Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos

Así que no me dejes caer

Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos

Te envío poemas de mi puño y letra

Te envío canciones de 4 40

Te envío las fotos cenando en Marbella

Y cuando estuvimos por Venezuela

Y así me recuerdes y tengas presente

Que mi corazón está colgando en tus manos

Cuidado, cuidado

Que mi corazón está colgando en tus manos

(

Your sixth sense dreams of me

I know that soon we will be united

That mischievous smile that lives with me

I know that soon I'll be on your way

You know I'm hanging on your hands

So don't let me fall

You know I'm hanging on your hands

I send you poems in my own handwriting

I send you 4 40 songs

I send you the photos dining in Marbella

And when we were in Venezuela

And so you remember me and keep in mind

That my heart is hanging in your hands

Careful, careful

That my heart is hanging in your hands)

Sniper stared dreamily as she played the guitar and sang softly, a couple of heads peeked from the door.

Engie,spy,medic and demoman were also watching.

And suddenly Mundy Started to wonde how he got so lucky.

He drifted off into a daydream of her.

Feeling in cloud nine,her voice was as soft as silk.

--uh snipes?--the Man snaps back to reality,she suddenly finished the song.

--uh uh yeah?

--i stopped singing,like two minutes ago--The Man flushes red--anyway,come on,lay down

--Will ya Keep me company?

--of course,come on

Both lay down,jeri hugs his hips with his legs, she hugs him kissing him and then the tip of his nose.

--sweet dreams mundy

--Sweet dreams jer

He caresses her cheek, kissing her forehead--thank you for taking care of me

--Dont mention it kiwi

Old wounds can heal.

(Song: colgando en tus manos)

[mars-the-4th-planet]

Roman and Neo meet a Raccoon, it ends pretty much how you expect.

"Heh... Neo, the good guys are hunting us, the bad guys are hunting us, just like old times when huh?" Roman pointed out. Neo smiled and nodded, the thought of it brought her nostalgia. She remembered when she was just a street thug and he was a spoiled valefia (Vale mafia) boy making a break with his fathers dust. He had such a cute hat. And he still does, Neo thought.

The two of them were sitting down, their backs against the ruins of a house that had an Atlesian drone fall into it. They were still both handcuffed unfortunately, and had basically no idea what to do next. The whole area was under lockdown so they could not leave, and it was unlikely anyone would want to save them. A young dog faunus boy with brown hair sat nearby on a sandbag, playing a video game. Roman tried asking him where he parents were but he just said they would be back soon and started crying so he left the boy alone to play his video game.

Just then, a Raccoon Faunus girl about the same age as Neo walked in. Her face and hands were marked by ink-black skin and her nails were like little claws. She was wearing trendy albeit dirty and worn clothes and had fake raccoon ears and a belt that made it look like she had a Raccoon tail. The black mask-like marking make her eyes seem very big and bright, and she grinned at them with her pointy little canines. "Oh mein gosh! Tis Roman and Neo, I am ze big fan! Please, tell me what nefarioux plans you dous have been cooking up!"

"Currently we are planning to cheat, lie, steal, and survive. To do that we need to get out of these handcuffs." Roman said, smooth as ever.

"Hm... I just so happen to have a lockpick on me!" The raccoon girl said, pulling one out. "I can totally let you free, for a price~"

"And what price would that be?" Roman asked. Neo let him do the talking, however contrary to popular belief it was not because he was a man, but because she was physically incapable of speech. And even if this girl knew sign language, Neo was handcuffed.

"I want ze kiss!"

Roman smiled smugly. "Of course, I should have known. Neo? I would never think to ask you to do something like this, but can you please take one for the team?"

Neo nodded and puckered up.

"No no no, xaxaxaxaxa! I meant a kiss from you Roman!"

Roman blinked in surprise. "You what?"

"Come on, you know you are gorgeoux!"

"Yes I am," Roman agreed. "but I guess I was not expecting you to be into men."

"Vat is ZHAT supposed to mean?? You damn baque fool!" The raccoon girl pouted. "I am not ze lesbian! I am a thief and scoundrel! Like you!" her strange accent got stronger when she was annoyed.

Roman looked over at Neo. "May I kiss the wannabe villain?"

Neo nodded, although she did not look too happy about it.

"VANNABE? I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW I AM ZE EVILEST CRITTER ON TWO MEATY LEGS" She cried out in irritation.

"Mea-diocre legs maybe." Roman commented snidely.

Her cheeks went pink and the raccoon girl looked like she was about to scratch Roman. "Do you VANT to be let out of ZE CUFFS or do you just want to BE TEASIN'?"

"Of course, of course. Go ahead, do the evil thing and kiss and let us go." Roman said.

"You still dont think I am a real villain."

"I mean, you dont seem very evil..."

"I kick puppies!"

"Sure you do."

"Looksy! Watch me!" The raccoon girl walked over to the dog faunus boy. She lightly put her foot against him with all the force of talking a step forward. Mistaking this move as an attempt to play fight, he fake snarled and bit her foot. The raccoon girl yelped and grabbed his nose too force him to release her so he could breath. He would have let go anyway as her sneaker did not taste all that good.

Neo was silently giggling at the display.

"Yes, quite the villain you are."

"Are you going to kiss or nah?" She growled.

"Okay, come and get it." Roman licked his lips and made an exaggerated flirty expression. The raccoon girl blushed. She came up but got nervous at the last moment and kissed his cheek instead. Neo rolled her eyes.

"Is that all? Okay." Roman said. Something clattered behind Neo, and she was looking down at it before facing the raccoon girl again.

"Xaxaxaxaxa, your cheek is soft Roman Torchwick!" The raccoon girl said with a shy grin.

"Thats what Neo would say, if she could." Roman said.

"Xaxa! I really am a big fan though, even when you give mockings. I can just imagine it now, me and you together ruling the Holy Roman Empire, you the Emperor and me your right hand partner!"

Neo scootched forward and kicked her in the shin. "Yow! That was joke!"

"Are you going to unlock us now or what?" Roman asked.

"Nope, I have fooled and scammed you! Who is evil and bad critter now hmmmm~?" The raccoon girl giggled and ran off singing about how she is a villain.

Neo smirked and picked up the lockpick she had swiped with her teeth while the raccoon girl was kissing Roman and entirely focused on that.

Using it first to free herself and then Roman, they got up.

"You are truly amazing, Neo." Roman said in awe. "I was about to ask what that clattering was. But now I am happy I didnt bring attention to it."

Neo spawned them both some ice cream and they ate their dessert together.

"You know neo, about what she said... I HAVE two hands you know." And he held out his ice cream covered gloved hands. Since they had not dishes, they ate out of cupped hands. Technically it was only Roman who got sustainance out of it, as Neo had to use an equivalent amount of her aural energy to make the ice cream in the first place.

Anyway, apon hearing this joke Neo smiled in her sweet/creepy way and held both of his hands in hers. They then kissed, and they lived happily ever-

"Stop right there criminal scum! You have violated the law, now pay your fine or its off to jail!" A Huntsman shouted. He was decked out in medieval looking armor and was holding a crowbar that was also a gun.