Fights
Narrated by Jolly Valeska
Pairing: Valeska family X Crazymom! Reader
Warnings: mention of violence, blood, guns. Funny and Fluff
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Summary: Jolly tells about his parents' fights
Note: Sorry for the mistakes and for the English. Thanks @angelofthenight for letting me use your incorrect quotes. If someone is called Bethany, sorry, Jolly doesn't hate you, he just hates his classmate
Crazymom series
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Uh, just saw the gif, it's me, I look really cool, I was with Bethany, oh I hate Bethany, but that's another story, let's star with this one first, don't ya think?
Hi, I'm Jolly, Jolly Valeska, yes, like Jerome Valeska, my father, or Y/n Valeska, my mother....or my uncle Jeremiah.
You may be wondering why there isn't the usual boring narrator like in all the other Oneshots.
For a change of course and to liven things up a bit. Anyway, another reason why I'm here is to tell you something ... funny? About my family...aka my parents' FIGHTINGS.
I bet you are imagining a fight between two crazy people, with violence, guns, even more violence, blood and many other things.
But fortunately this is not the case, their fights are just as childish as they are.
I am not going to tell you about all the fights they have had, only the most recent one, that is of....two weeks ago? Yes, two, it was a Monday.
Mom was making our dinner, helped by Lawrence who was keeping an eye on the pots and pans when it happened.
Dad had rushed into the kitchen greeting me and my boring twin Jamie telling Mom he needed to talk about something from work with her and she agreed, asking Lawrence to continue to cook while they left for another room.
I will spare you the tale of how I learned to cut my first peach, and I did it more artistically than Jamie!!...yes, if you are reading this story Jamie, my dear twin, I am stating that I beat you.
Back to the story; it had been a while, I don't know how long because I can't read the clock yet and I'm new at this..so I can't specify when exactly, but enough to make me bored so I went to walk around the mansion to find my stuffed animal when I heard screaming coming from a room and like I said, I was bored so I went to check.
Mom was crying and Dad was annoyed with his arms folded, now I'm going to write their dialogue differently since you can't hear my beautiful imitation of Mom and Dad. "Now you made me cry. I'm crying!" Dad rolled his eyes, puffing "baby..." mom turned to him quickly "This isn't the time for pet names!" "That wasn't a pet name. I called you a baby...I'm insulting you" this made mom slightly angry and she quickly walked up to him touching his chest with her index finger "you baby!" "What, doll?" "I'm insulting you too, I'm not calling you" "oh, baby" "stop insulting me!" Dad raised his hands in surrender "I'm not insulting you, I'm just calling you...come here, I'm sorry baby" Dad's arms wrapped around Mom's hips hugging her tightly and apologizing.
Mom didn't say sorry or accepted the hug but in the end she gave up...in the end they both gave up.. always, hugging him and letting out a sigh murmuring "you're a baby!" "I know, but I'm your baby".
And that's it, I couldn't stand all that honeyed situation anymore so I slammed the door and left on my own. Yeah...they are strange sometimes.
I think that's the end of my story.
Let me know what you think of me as a narrator, it's my first time, but I think I'm pretty good...I'd do better than Jamie for sure.
Bye bye readers,
Until next time!
(Don't tell mom I told these things, she's baking cookies this weekend I don't want to risk not eating them).
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