『 Shrimpo 🍤 』"TAKE THIS AND SHUT UP!"

Fuckass game

If you a griefer get out 🥹

Deadass got griefed by a gourdy yesterday. Im still mad 😭🙏💔

『 Some info 』: The reader is a teen, and goth- meaning this is platonic, and generally, the reader has black dyed hair and black clothes, and is gender neutral ^^

SORRY I FORGOT TO POST THIS

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You stumbled along, getting dragged through the twin doors by your giggling little sister.

Your expression relaxed once your hand was released, looking down at the green colored band around your wrist. You were salty. You had to pay out of your own money to bring your little sister here.

But, at least she was happy, you thought with an accepting sigh.

Your little sister happily approached different toons. While they gave her smiles and sweet words, they seemed a little more hesitant to show you the same attention.

They were both intimated by the height your platform boots gave you and the clothing style. The intricate eyeliner, black lipstick, and eyeshadow, plus the admittedly pretty black clothing you wore, reminded them of Halloween.

All it took was a warm smile from you to ease the toons' nerves, and seeing you get along with the toons made your sister all the more cheerier.

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You sat on a bench, a tall tree looming behind you as you watched a small group of children get led off, your sister among the select few. Sprout and Cosmo, the baking pair, rarely got to take children to the kitchen to help them bake.

You couldn't deny your little sister the opportunity and allowed her to go, waving her off with an enthusiastic smile as she was led off.

As you sat quietly to yourself, you sighed, resting your head in your hands as you boredly looked around, the quiet sounds of laughter faint as you had sat a little farther from the busy parts of the building.

It was nice, sitting away from the disapproving stares of parents or their pointing, curious kids. You knew they meant no harm, but it sure was awkward hearing a child yip and yap questions about you where you could hear while pointing so obviously.

As you glanced back up, you spotted an odd, angry little toon. He was a shrimp, and awfully frowning as he stomped forwards, away from some kids that were quickly distracted by another toon.

He stood infront of the elevator your bench was across from, turning to you suddenly and yelling out, "WHATRE YOU LOOKING AT??"

"Well, you." You answered simply, black lips upturning as you smiled in amusement at his voice. So loud for such a little guy.

You took a moment to admire the toons outfit, him being clad in clothes that were meant to look like yours, making you awe. You couldn't believe you missed that.

"Awww, oh my gosh, you look cute!" You chirped, standing from the bench and going towards the Shrimp toon. He wore a black leather jacket, on his wrists spiked leather bracelets, while on his neck was a choker of similar style.

His eyeliner seemed to have been applied in a dripping style, making you giggle as it seemed more emo.

"SHUT UP, I AM NOT CUTE!" He yelled once more making you wince slightly before continuing to smile, clapping your hands together as you replied, "Sorry about that then- mind telling me your name?"

You asked, raising a brow as the little shrimp huffed. He crossed his arms aggressively, the leather creasing and squeaking with his movement,

"MY NAME IS SHRIMPO!"

"What a fitting name! My name is Y/n,"

"I DONT CARE!"

You giggled, a hand over your mouth as Shrimpo stood, strangely looking ready to fight. He did some small air punches, catching you off guard at the sudden emote he just hit on you.

"I—really like your clothes?" You started in confusion. The compliment seemed to bring Shrimpo's attention in once more, the cartoonish blush on his cheeks growing more in embarrassment.

"They look like mine. Yours definitely looks a lot more cooler though." You clarified lastly, watching the Shrimp furrow a brow before growling and waving his arms,

"SHUT UP! JUST—SHUT UP AND TAKE THIS!" He loudly demanded, pulling a small plush out of thin air...but you chalked it up to cartoon logic. Would make sense considering thats what he was.

Shrimpo shoved a small plush of his resemblance into your hands. Your lips parted in shock and awe, the soft little thing gratefully cupped in your grasp.

"This is adorable, thank you—" you looked up only to see Shrimpo running off, a stupid little poof of air following him as she scadaddled away from you. It was so comical you held back a snicker, but it added onto the silliness of your new favorite toon.

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