#speakerman x reader

The Hunter yawns and walks out of their bedroom, not bothering to close the door, walking down the small hallway of the cabin, and, of course, their baby crying for milk.

"Shh, calm down y/n shh jesus its to early to cry"

Poor hunter, having to deal with baby y/n all by themselves, I guess being a single parent does come with disadvantages.

The Hunter kept walking until they reached the main room. A small kitchen was on their right, while the living room was to their left. They walk up to one of the kitchen cabinets, opening them to see where they put the baby formula.

"Cmon, it's gotta be here somewhere..." the Hunter mutters. They feel Y/n pulling their balaclava, crying very loudly, wanting to drink milk already.

"Ughh, why you gotta be this impatient?" the Hunter said, looking at y/n. For once, y/n finally stops. They look at the Hunter.

There was only silence for just a few seconds...

Y/n let out a small silent cry before letting out the most loudest cry in the world. Even the hunter had to let out a small tear.

"Ok! ok! ok! sorry..."The Hunter apologized to their baby who angrily crying, pulling their balaclava harder than ever.

You really need to learn how to talk nice, Hunter.

After few minutes looking for the baby formula, the Hunter finally found the baby formula. They quickly began making the milk, making sure the milk was nice and warm.

Once that was over, they grabbed the baby bottle and fed their demonic child name Y/n.

The Hunter walks into the living room, laying baby y/n on the couch, putting a small cushion under y/n head. They go to the kitchen trying to find something to eat, only to find some leftovers.

"Shit, we need food" the Hunter mutters to themselves as they check the baby formula, empty.

"And baby formula," they said, annoyed by their lack of food supply. They know they can have more food in the woods, but a few animals have abandoned the woods lately, making it harder to find one.

Secondly, baby food, it's almost impossible to find one baby food or formula that whole without being destroyed or spilled.

"Hmm.... y/n, " the Hunter call out their baby's name, as y/n looks around for their parent. The Hunter playfully popped their head above the couch, making little Y/n smile letting out a small laugh.

The Hunter grabs their baby carrier, putting it on like a backpack but reversed. They walk up to extending their arms tp Y/n, Y/n raises their hands, wanting to be carried.

The Hunter picks Y/n up, softly bonking their heads together, while y/n made happy baby noises.

"Ok, let's get you in this... real quick," the Hunter mumbles, putting their demonic child in the carrier. After that, they grabbed the revolver that was near the front door along with small headphone's , and most importantly....

The Y/n's favorite binky. Can't go out without their favorite binky, or else they'll cry... silence is the only way to survive in this skibidi warzone.

The Hunter places the binky in y/n mouths, and instead of putting the headphones on themselves, they put it on y/n. A parent will always think of their child first, even if the child hates it.

"Sorry, baby, but can't have you turning into toilet" they muttered, opening the door, and heading outside to explore.

The Hunter couldn't help feel like something about to happen....

Somewhere in the ruin City

"RUN FASTER, ASSHOLE!!!"

A small but not too small unit runs through the ruin city, carrying another small unit, but this one is smaller.

"SHUT UP AND KEEP RUNNING, IDIOT!!!" A shout was heard in the giant black smoke surroundings the few buildings, ANOTHER small unit comes out the smoke, but despite their mechanical arms and the noises comingfrom their body.

it appears that the black smoke is covering their upper appearance... for now it will remain a mystery...