JINX POV TIME

Well shit. I had been standing here for over an hour, watching as Vi let out her anger on the unluckiest punching bag that had ever existed. Or more accurately the second, she had already broken the first one. How do you even break a punching bag?

Fuck. I was sooo bored. Like, crazy bored. More crazy bored than usual. I really needed to blow something up but she needed me right now. UGH. I looked at her face but it was as steely as it had been since she left the building. She seemed determined to obliterate something and this punching bag seemed like the best target I guess. BUT I'M SO BORED WATCHING IT.

Fuck it.

"Vi, can we like…do something else?"

A grunt was my only reply.

"VIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, I am so bored you would not eve-"

"Shut it"

Ouch. That was aggressive.

"I told you to get over her Fathands"

She rounded on me in anger.

"It's not that fucking easy"

"Woah woah woah, calm down"

"YOU'RE TELLING ME TO C-"

"WAIT BETTER IDEA"

The Enforcer just sighed. Cutie.

"Do what I do"

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion

"Which is?"

I smiled, this should be fun if it worked.

"Channel the anger into something funner"

She didn't disregard it as easily as I thought she would. She actually seemed to mull it over. Yay!

"Like?"

Oh I'm glad you asked.

"Explosions"

"Something that won't lose me my jo-"

She cut herself off. Ouch. She just cringed at how stupid her own comment had been and the ugly memories that it reared. Then she went back to punching the damn bag. HELL. NAW. I had just started making progress.

"Look, if you're not going to be doing anything that's my kind of fun-"

I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively at that. No reaction, tough crowd huh?

"-then let's do something more up your alley"

That seemed to pique her interest. She halted her abuse of that poor punching bag and turned around to me, once again furrowing her brows in that attractive little way she did.

"Like?"

This felt like a test. Why would she ask me what she liked to do? I don't know what should I say? Like fucking wrestling or some shit? ARGH

"Like?"

Yeah. Just confuse her so she doesn't notice your dodging the question. Hmph. Too smart for you missus Fathands.

She laughed a little at that. YAY. At least she had started showing a little bit of positivity. Now I just had to make her really happy so I could see that smile I saw day one. I'll never forget it. That one day about a month into my terrorisation of Piltover. I was been cruising around in a stolen car, just trying to find the funniest building to graffiti today. There had been a cop car on the side of the road and so I had slowed down to see if either of the Douchebag Duo were in the car. Hatlady and that other one had been a pain in my ass for this entire month, 'specially that pink haired one. Ugh, always getting in my way. I saw the Hatlady in the car so I pulled over to see if I could have some fun, may as well right? Neither of the duo had been doing anything, must've been break time.

That's when I saw Fathands not being a bitch for the first time. They were both just sitting there in the car talking when Vi noticed this blue haired girl walk by (some random, not me {Fishbones thought that was important}[Stupid rocket launcher]). She said something to Hatlady and she responded with just a headshake and a roll of the eyes. Something about the response made me want to see what was going on so instead of interrupting with a bomb of some description I had stayed in my car. Watching.

Vi had gotten out of the car and sauntered right over to the girl (in her police officer uniform, Yum!). In a strict police voice she had demanded the girl co-operate and get in position, hands on the car. The girl had probably had a heart attack, but was scared enough of Vi that she just instantly did what she was told. This was where the fun began. The bruiser just cupped the girls butt cheeks in each of her and leaned over her body to whisper in her ear. Whatever she had whispered had made the girl go bright red and Vi was obviously loving the reaction, a predatory smile gracing her features. She started squeezing each cheek and continued to whisper into the girl's ear while the girl attempted to calm herself, though she was obviously enjoying the pinkette's ministrations. I assume Vi had just met Caitlyn or something because she was watching the scene with apparent mirth, I think I even saw a blush creep across her features. Vi looked up directly into Caitlyn's eyes and started licking the girls ear, obviously trying to seduce the detective with a very convincing display of her prowess. I was salivating. {This is no metaphor; she dribbled all over me [shut up Fishbones!]}

Anyway, the girl seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit, if the blood leaking from the bottom lip she was biting was any indication. Or the rather loud moans that she had silenced with the aforementioned biting. Vi had continued in this way for several minutes, ceasing her ministrations until the girl started shifting in her grasp and then starting all over. The girl was in obvious distress at being held so close for so long and started grinding herself against Vi in a desperate attempt to relieve herself. This continued for at least 10 minutes {It was exactly 13:42 minutes [Didn't I tell you I can replace you Fishbones?]} before Vi looked straight at me [I have literally no clue how she didn't notice, don't ask me] and bit the girl on the ear, leaving a screaming/quivering mass of tattooed flesh on her car. It was quite a display, let me tell you. But the real reason I had gotten this crush wasn't that. Oh no. It was when Fathands got in the car seconds later and whispered something in Caitlyn's ear. Caitlyn had leant right back and whispered back into Vi's ear and the resultant eruption of laughter and THE CUTEST FUCKING SMILE I HAD EVER SEEN OMG had sparked my little attraction with the girl. Over the next couple of months I had attempted to wring a laugh or smile out of the girl whenever we fought. It was a fruitless endeavour, but the constant bickering between us had shown a personality that just got me more hooked than I already was. ANYWAY

After the little laugh she responded with "I would really love something fighting related, and probably alcohol fuelled"

I was totally not allowing alcohol near her again. Tonight we were going to have a sweeeeeet time. We were going to go back to hers and have an even sweeter time. We were then going to have a sweet fuck. There was no way I was cheating with alcohol.

"How about we do the first bit of that without the second bit?"

"Don't like alcohol?"

I frowned. Did I enjoy alcohol? Fishbooooones. {You hate alcohol Jinx, it makes you vomit and Pow Pow recommended you never touch it again}. Right. Thanks Pow Pow!

Always looking out for me, what a cute liddle iddy widdy minigun of death. AWWWWWWWWWWW.

I was in the middle of scratching his bullet shooting hole thingy when I noticed Vi was staring. Riiiight.

"Nah, it tastes like boring"

Well, that's not quite as elegant as I planned but nonetheless, it got the point across.

"Well, let's go start a pub brawl then!"

"HELL YEAH"

Surprisingly (in a good way) Vi taste in fun times seemed to be really similar to my own. I killed people and destroyed buildings I didn't like for Chaos' sake and for fun. She didn't kill but she seemed to enjoy destroying shit even more than I do! {She is quite the looker I must say, but she is unhealthy for you Jinx. She will only encoura-[SHHH]-bu-[SHH]-fine}

"TO THE PUB!"

Technically it was against the rules to encourage Anarchy! with anyone besides another anarchist but rules were meant to be broken.

Like buildings.

Or people!