'No!! Please calm down!! What if we get caught?' Daniel thought to himself nervously.

"Ha," Zoe laughed humorlessly, "Why do flat chested girls walk around in a bra? To stay warm?" She wondered aloud. "And with two apes to drag around."

'Stoooppp!!' Daniel internally begged.

"You would think she could make a jacket out of their fur, but it seems like neither can properly grow facial hair." (Y/N) added, a mischievous sparkle in her otherwise blank eyes when she looked at Zoe from across the table.

Daniel's mind ran blank. 'Where did this attitude come from?'

The three adults were stunned to silence, and the man who had pathetic cat whiskers for a mustache turned to glare.

"Hey, what'd you say?" The woman snapped, not believing her own ears.

"Who? Me?" Zoe asked.

"I don't think either of us stuttered." (Y/N) mumbled with faux confusion.

"Look at them, pretending to be innocent." The woman snarled.

"What did I do? Hah." Zoe tilted her head to add to the facade.

"Come here."

"Why?" (Y/N) questioned.

"You sluts." The woman growled.

'We're in trouble now!! The only other mature one is acting up!!' He thought, looking at (Y/N) who wore an expression that looked like a cat who had gotten the cream.

"What? Slut?" Zoe asked.

"You heard me." The woman said smugly, thinking she had gotten under Zoe's skin.

Both of the mean we're still glaring at everyone at the table.

"You are the queen slut then." Is what Zoe came back with.

"What?"

Zack's three goons twitched under all of the tension in the room and the grown men's glares.

"Baby, I do not like her." The woman pouted.

"(Y/N)-ie, she called us sluts." Zoe whined.

'Ahh, I've gotta stop them!!' Daniel thought. 'Gotta stop... but my eyesight is faltering.' He thought, his vision was becoming blurry.

'My heart is running.. I feel so strange! No way! Am I drunk?!' Daniel thought nervously, wiping sweat off of his face with the sleeve of his shirt.

The man with cat whiskers spit on the floor and stood up, knocking over his chair and revealing a beer gut.

"Geez, kids nowadays have no respect." He sighed, trying to seem cool.

"Who the hell do you think you're lookin at?" He demanded, making the goons nervously look elsewhere, but (Y/N)'s blank stare held strong.

"How old are you?" He asked, proud of the scared looks that most of the kids at the table had.

'We're fucked, there are five of us... but he doesn't care!' Daniel thought.

'We still have Zack!' He thought hopelessly, but when he looked at the other teen he was crying, hiccuping apologies between sobs.

'Oh fuck! He's looped!' Daniel thought.

The chubby boy elbowed Doo, "Hey, look at Daniel." He whispered.

When they did, his face was growing red, and he looked pissed.

"It's the alcohol.. I feel dizzy..' He thought.

'With Daniel we have a shot! We're reassured!' They thought confidently, and began to bicker with the adults.

"We're 20, hehe."

"Don't lie!" The adult snapped.

"It's true!"

"Even if we're too young to here, shouldn't you be ashamed? I saw you staring at my friend earlier." (Y/N) said, speaking up again.

'(Y/N)!! Yes!! She's always got my back!' Daniel thought excitedly.

The two men went silent for a second, cat whiskers gave the bigger man a disappointed look before their tough act came back.

"Man.." one sighed.

"Let's teach them a lesson." The other said, cracking his knuckles.

The cat whiskers went to grab Daniel, but when he saw (Y/N) quickly put her hand in her backpack, he faltered and grabbed Doo by the hair.

He yanked Doo's head back by his fistful of hair, his other hand occupied with a cigarette.

'Daniel!' Doo internally begged.

The man lifted his hand, ready to smack the skinny boy to the next dimension, before-

"Hey!"

Everything froze, and all eyes turned to Daniel.

"What do you think you're doing?" Daniel huffed, and irritated expression on his face.

"You're trying to pick a fight?" The man asked, deciding that Daniel must be the leader of kids.

Doo started trembling, relieved that Daniel came to his rescue.

'I'm feeling weird! I have no fear!' Daniel thought as he stood up.

"Now.. Guys.." He panted, "You're being disrespectful!" He said, pointing an accusing finger at the three goons who gasped.

'Us?!'

"Drinking and... insulting mothers. Always looking for trouble."

The three goons began to shake.

He turned to face Zack.

"Is it fun to hit people?"

Zack sniffled and apologized.

Next he turned to (Y/N), and he almost turned right back around when he saw her bored but intimidating look.

"A-And you..." He started, and the girl quirked a brow, curious about what he would say. "I get that you have good intentions, but you don't have to be so meanabout it!"

"Hey! You! Pointy!" Daniel yelled, "Gimme your phone!"

Doo jumped and handed Daniel his device with a trembling hand. "Here.."

'My phone...' Doo thought nervously, looking at Daniel's hand which encased the entire phone.

'He must be scared.' The man giggled, puffing his cigarette.

Daniel crushes the phone into tiny pieces with one hand.

"Always taking dirty pics." He growled.

Everyone gasped, and Doo mourned his phone. Even (Y/N) choked on air.

'Whaaat? Did he just crush that phone with one hand? No way! It's a trick! He's like Houdini! There's not need to be scared! He's just a high schooler!' The men comforted themselves.

'Now let's apologize to these guys! This is all our fault.' Daniel thought with a determined look.

He walked closer to the man, unintentionally looming over him, both parties gulped.

The man was intimidated by Daniel's height, and Daniel was trying to figure out how to apologize, not wanting to make anything worse.

'Bring it on!' The man thought despite his nervous expression.

Daniel reached for a bottle of soju, 'Usually people raise a glass to say sorry.' He thought.

Unfortunately, the bottle slipped from his weak grasp, 'I've gotta catch it!'

Everyone on the restaurant deadpanned as they watched Daniel's drunken, clumsy movements.

"Oh man..." Daniel panted, 'I caught it but...'

"I wanted to pour you a drink, but my hands got slippery." Daniel said, holding the dripping broken bottle which can now be used as a weapon.

'It broke!!'

"I'm sorry." He said with an embarrassed smile that the others had mistaken for a sly smirk.

'Sca-Scary bastard! He just made a weapon, but made it look like an accident! An evil genius! This punk is dangerous!' The men trembled.

"I'm really sorry." Daniel sighed, moving closer but the men finches when he moved closer with the weapon.

'Don't apologize with that thing!'

The two men grit their teeth, seemingly at a loss until the chubbier man looked over at his pouting girlfriend. 'Huh? Babe!'

He growled, "Hey Hey! Do you know who I am? I ruled over Gian High!" He roared, "Where do you go to school?"

The three goons grinned, still not learning their lesson.

"School?"

"But we're 20..."

"Haha."

"Oh! We are first year fashion students at J High!" Zack said happily, eager to join the conversation.

'Oh please shut it!'

'No more drinking with him!'

(Y/N) smacked a hand over her mouth to keep herself from laughing at Zack snitching them all off, completely unfazed by the tense situation.

"Freshmen? They're just babies!" 'But they look 30...' The bigger man said with a forced laugh.

"Hey hey... That school... it's notorious." Whiskers whispered, tapping his friend's shoulder as he side eyed (Y/N) and Daniel.

"I know! Still just first year though! He's just a high schooler..."

They looked to Daniel who was still panting, his entire body tensed.

"Really... Sorry..." He breathed. 'We messed up big time.'

He was still holding onto the broken bottle.

'Wow! This kid is a maniac! If you mess with the bull, you get the horns!'

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I really hope you guys like this!! I wrote it at like 2:04am lmao

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