Alliance (Rash x Reader)

                                    

                                          
Requested by ananaaa99
                          
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Being a criminal was tough job for your life. Running away from the police, and felt hungry as you rest. 
                          
It was like living as an animal. You tried your best to run away from predators that tried to eat you alive and try to find people you deemed trustworthy. 
                          
Running, running and running you seek to the nearest alley and hide with the stolen property clasped by your hands. It was a tiring run, as the police officers' speed was faster than yours. Cowering yourself in an empty trashcan that was placed next to you, your eyes peeked at those blue-colored suits.
                          
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After their little investigation about your whereabouts, they left boarding their police cars and drove away. Hopping out of the trashcan, you enjoyed your recent meal.
                          
Even though there were buildings that caused your role to be suspicious, it doesn't matter. At least, home for you.
                          
"Hey there." Your eyes met with the eyes of a grey raccoon who was tightening his grip on his crowbar. Thinking to yourself, you predicted that he might be a neighbor that wanted to push you off from their space.
                          
"You must be another criminal, right there." Approaching closer to you, you strengthen your fists to scare him off from striking your forehead.
                          
To him, he thought you're going to loot his properties and run away with his stolen tools and resources. But before that, he planned on negotiating you and your protective actions when you're back to your senses.
                          
However, a violent quarrel would end up getting arrested by the police as people would seek the source of the sound and contacted them. So, to end this stupidity of yours according to him, he got to think of another way.
                          
Even though he already had a thought of punching you in the face when you land a blow on him.
                          
"Are you one of those people at the houses?!"
                          
"Chill, man, I'm the same as you! You see? I steal food to survive!"
                          
His response speaks the truth through the tone of his voice. Because of that, you withdraw your fists and tell him to keep going to make you believe him.
                          
"Y'know, I keep walking around these rocks until there's a restaurant open. It's like a fat chance for me to snatch it up." The robber said, until he sensed a reek of good aroma from the restaurant...
                          
"And it's here, dude. Let's sabotage their careers." The grey raccoon said, acting like an intimidating character.
                          
"No, we shouldn't do that. The customers will scream."
                          
"Oh ye, hehe. Someone with the brains!" His confidence sparked up, "Oh yeah by the way, name's Rash. The burglar with the muscles." He curled the joints on his right arm, showing how fit his biceps look.
                          
The criminal offered a handshake to pledge a new set of friendship between the two of you. Since he was a legit the same role as you, you took his hand.
                          
"There we go, all good. Now where do we start?" He said, his fingers cupped on his chin, trying to collect some ideas.
                          
You figured out looting some money at a small store would be a good start for an allied mission. The muscular raccoon agreed,
                          
"Alright, let's go get some money, man."
                          
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Waiting outside the store, your eyes stalked at the customers purchasing resources. Rash rehearsed his lines when he barged into the store and threaten people.
                          
"So, are you ready?"
                          
"Yes."
                          
The glass doors knocked out, Rash brought his crowbar and yelled everhone to cower down and let you and him do their job.
                          
Rash hovered over the cashier, making them oblige to give out the money before one of them had to experience head trauma from his weapon.
                          
Your eyes watched everyone's actions. Anyone who got the guts to misbehave, your fists punched them in the guts.
                          
With the money put in the bag, fully packed; you and Rash left the store and run away as police officers would come to your way upon committing the crime.
                          
"Freeze!" There goes the police with guns and tazers on their pockets.
                          
Instead of accepting the outcome, you planned an idea. Snatching his crowbar, you tossed it to their head, making them fall in severe pain.
                          
"Well, that kind of sucked for me. But good idea tho." 
                          
"Come on!" You ordered Rash to run along with you before they send more horde of police officers. Rest in piece, Rash's crowbar; his weapon is now confiscated.
                          
"You owe me a crowbar, tho. But like I said, good thinking!" He said while dragging you into the same alley. 
                          
Letting rest fill you mana, you looked at the lump of trash and its can. Since you've seen it when you invade this place, it's another whole opportunity to use the same plan.
                          
"Don't tell me, we're using that big brain badass plan to clash on the cops!" Looking at his expression, you smirked, taking one of them as a preparation. 
                          
Sorting all the things up, determination accompanied you.
                          
"We got you cornered! Put your hands up!" Hearing what they said, off the trash can goes. 
                          
"What the literal hell? They now throw trash?!" Their anger burned out, forcing themselves to equip a gun. With a bullet shot, another trash can prevented them.
                          
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"Yeah, guess we're gonna use your little quirky plan."
                          
"Yep."
                          
"Because of that, why not flex them to those cops like forever?!" Happily boasting, you and him throw a bunch of trash to the police officers.
                          
Rash is the one who viciously smashed them until their bones break. Meanwhile, you gave them a warm up not to make them cower in fear.
                          
"God, you two are one of the most ludicrous robbers we've ever tracked. We're going, all of you." You felt happy they gave up from the power of trash cans. Rash panted from all the power he used on the metal cans.
                          
"Well, looks like we have an official idea for a group attack. Pretty silly, but it surprisngly works."
                          
"Man, thank you."
                          
"Ye, no problem. I feel good teaming up with you." Rash said, wiping the sweat on his face. The raccoon took a rest and closed his eyes.
                          
However the bad news is you ran out of trash cans to deal with another police officers. 
                          
When you were about to sleep, Rash's eyes shot up, telling you to open up your eyes before relaxing.
                          
"You owed me a crowbar."
                          
Crap. That one.
                          
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Word count: 1079
Started: April 25th, 2021
Finished: April 26th, 2021