Hey hey :)
Just a few words before the challenge start: The challenge will last over the whole month and I will give my best to write every single day one OneShot. Because I love Romance-Storys it will be mostly romance between one of the KHR-Characters and you the reader. When someone has a whish just write a comment and I will look what I can do about it ^^
Source: writerswrite. co. za /october-writing-prompts
without spaces but doesn't let me post it without :(
1. Day: Coke
Lambo x Reader
You always rolled your eyes over the worship of your classmates. How they dreamed over the idiots of boys in your school. This boys didn't even understand how the heart of a girl did work. Oh what did you think. They didn't even know how they should walk in a straight line.
But for the sake of the piece you just kept quiet.
Maybe it also would take until you would be an grown up woman then you would fall in love. At least it wouldn't come so soon.
Humming you insert a coin into the machine, pushed the button and removed the coke from it. At least that was the plan. But before you could take the coke a little black ball did take it. Oh. Or more like a little kid with a big afro.
„Hey, that is my coke!", you shouted to him.
„Nyahaha! Now this is the holy-coke of the great lambo-sama!" Happy the little kid laughed.
Did this kid thought you were dump? Mad you picked a stone up and throw it in the air just to catch it up again.
„Give me my coke back or I won't hold back."
You didn't really intend to hurt him for real, because the consequence would be harder than the coke was worth.
„URGH-" It worked. „K-Keep c-calm..." Tears did run down his cheek and rotze ran out of his nose. Maybe... A bit to good.
"Uhm... You know I'm sorry." You let the stone fall and kneel down to him. "Hey, don't cry little man. You can have my coke, okay?"
No matter what you said he didn't hear you. He just kept crying till he finally did move. First you thought he would hit you but then he started searching something in his hair. A violet bazooka came out of his hair that was a lot bigger than this hair was. But let us take this fact away for now. FUCK. He had a weapon and probably not a toy-weapon but a real one.
"Y-You know... We can talk about everything. Peacefully. So please take this weapon down, yeah? Will you?" You couldn't help but to feel afraid.
Would your live end today? Only because of a coke?
Oh you sweared to good. You would never drink a single coke again when you would survive this day.
"T-Take this!", he cried and walked toward you. Then he trembeld and fall to the ground. The bazooka flew toward the sky.
"Are you ok?" "N-Nooooooooooooooooooooooo-"
His loud cry was interrupted when the bazooka hit him. You could only hear a single shoot then the whole area was filled with smoke. "W-What is happening?", you asked.
"S-Sry. It seems like my younger self did make you some trouble."
The smoke got thinner and you could see a man standing were the kid was only a few seconds ago.
"Who?"
"My name is Lambo." He looked down and picked your coke up. "I assume this is yours?"
You could only nod, not understanding what was even happening. Lambo smiled toward you and gave you your coke back.
"Don't worry about my younger self. He won't be mad at you. No matter what you did."
Again you only could nod. Younger self? Maybe the little kid that was vanished? But before you could ask him any question he did start running.
Who was this man? What did happen to the little kid? Did the bazooka kill it? But then what did Lambo mean with"younger self" ?
So many question were in your head and you simply couldn't figured out the answer to them.
But no matter what did happen one thing you knew for sure.
This would be the last coke of your life.