Just A Small Disagreement (Vriska x Fem!Reader)

You stared at your pistolkind Strife Specibus, wondering how you would reload it. You watched some pretty badass action movies in the past wherein the female protagonist would do some awesome maneuvers then shoot at the enemy before magically reloading it.

You frowned. Maybe if you would—click. Oh, there we go.

You stood up and aimed at the practice target Equius had set up for you. It was like the targets for archery, except the white area was colored gray. He was nice like that, making stuff for people. You moved your forefinger to the trigger and took a deep breath then pulled it.

With a mighty Bang!, a bullet shot out from the weapon.

You lowered the gun and narrowed your eyes a bit to see which part of the target you hit.

You missed it completely. Not surprising, but utterly disappointing and frustrating.

You needed more practice with your aim, rather than operating the gun itself.

You placed a hand on your hip and sighed. “Sheesh.”

“(Naaaaaaaame), what are you ‘sheesh’-ing a8out?” You glanced at your side to see a grinning Vriska Serket. Damn it. You tried your best to keep a calm demeanor, but the way she was dressed… Wow.

You couldn’t help but look down at yourself. You just wore some simple clothing, a T-shirt, jeans, and some sneakers. You really needed to make sure nobody would sneak up on you next time. But this was Vriska, she has all the luck, unfortunately for you.

“I couldn’t hit the target.” You say. Short and simple, but it was really what just happened. Surely she must’ve seen it too, if she was standing there the entire time.

Vriska laughed. “That’s all?”

“Yes.” Now you felt a tad bit embarrassed. The way she said it made it sound so darn simple. Maybe to her, yes, but not to you.

She shook her head, still grinning, and grabbed the pistol from your hand. “Let me show you how it’s done.” she told you, adjusting her stance and aimed the gun at the target.

…

To sum up what happened, you pretty much got owned by the great Vriska Serket. But you were happy. You got to spend time with her, that’s all that really mattered.

“Hey, (Name)?”

“What?”

“Do you like pirates?”

“Not really, they’re just goal driven by gold.” You forgot to put the teasing tone there. You hate yourself so much right now. By the look on the troll’s face, she didn’t appreciate your answer.

“Well then, I just have to make you like pirates.” Before you could process what she just said, she looped her arm around your waist and drew you closer to her.

Not too close… Not to close…

A red hue appeared on your cheeks as Vriska stared you down. Stay strong, (Name). Don’t give in to this beautiful troll. Your thoughts were pretty much useless when she smirked at you. And you were going to be in big trouble.

“Let’s say,” Vriska whispered. “That what you said is true. Pirates go all around the world to find what they seek. Once they do, they won’t let go of it. Now imagine if I’m that pirate… and you’re that item.”

…

“VR1SK4 H4V3 YOU S33N (N4M3)?” A voice outside the door of a certain cerulean-blood’s hive called out. The owner of it was a teal-blooded troll wearing bright red sunglasses. She had a cane with a dragon head in hand while she waited for a reply, which thankfully didn’t take too long.

“Why yes, I have. 8ut we’re just having… a small disagreement.” was the cackled response.