AIRFRYER X READER: The One That Fried Away

Chapter 1:The one frome isle one one

"Du du duuuu"
I would usually say when I would dance around as I feel the lettuce brush against my skin, along with the blood, sweat and tears my Mexican cousins put into working this field.

Unfortunately, today wasn't a "dududuuu" moment.
It was a "DUN DUN DUUUN" moment :(

Today my mom told me to go to this nearby little charity-like store apparently named "wall-mart"...

I asked her if I could just go to the field instead and get my lettuce for free. My mother is an all out vegan after all... She runs a Tik Tok account named "That Vegan Teacher" (bless her soul) but she said

That Vegan Teacher:
"no. To Walmart with you!"

I don't know why she would refuse to such an offer. She seemed to scary for me to argue with at that moment. The way she glared at her phone as she swiped up her index finger through the whole screen. The gleam of her potato iPhone reflecting onto her glasses told me she was in full focus. There was no arguing with her.

That Vegan Teacher:
"Why are you just standing there and not saving the polar bears??? Run along now my little baby carrot"

...She knew I didn't like when she pointed out I had a little carrot...

*on y/n's way to Walmart in her head*

I wonder what's over there. I know it's cheap. I've heard there's many weird people there. We're the instagram memes true? What do they even sell? Walls? It would make sense after all. Cheap homeless people do need to build a house with walls... but where would they buy the roofs?!?! What where do they buy the doors? And their own gucci marble appare- "AGH"

I somehow managed to bump into self opening doors... I think the doors are racially motivated...

Security guard:
Welcome to Walmart! Enjoy your shopping :D

I glanced over and looked away in disgust. It's so sad how this country treats their future veterans... He didn't even call me mommy...

Y/N:
"Ugh... RuUuUuDe! Anyways, HMPH"

I scoff , cross my arms, and put my chin up
(as high as possible because fuck physics) as I try to walk around this wall-store like a girl boss in search for lettuce.

Forgetting to open my eyes and ACTUALLY look where I was going instead of holding my head high... perhaps too high... I was starting at the ceiling till I bump into something.

Y/N
"HELP ITS SO HARD BEING HOT HEEELP SOMEONE WITH NO PRETTY PRIVILEGE IS FLIRTING WITH ME-"

I stop in my tracks as I finally look where I was going. However, when I opened my eyes I could still hardly see. There was a bright shiny gleam of light reflecting onto my eyes blue like the Atlantic going down like mr.worldwide on a Saturday night.

I take a few steps back... and I see an egg shaped machine...

Y/N:
"eggs come from bunnies... that's not very vegan.. HMPH" I thought out loud.

As I shook my head I see "11" written on the sign.

Y/N:
"Wall-store Isle.. one one???"

Stacy the friendly Walmart employee:
"This is isle eleven ma'am..."

Y/N:
"Oh.. oh my god... you guys couldn't even afford to put everything in a huge box instead of putting everything on shelves as it is? I'm so sorry..."

Stacy the friendly Walmart employee:
"...."

*As Stacy stares at Y/N in shock of her horrible mannerisms, Y/N's gaze is fixated on the egg-like machine*

*Stacy pulls out her Walkie-Talkie*

Stacy the friendly Walmart employee:
"Security needed in Isle eleven do you copy?"

Y/N:
"NO WAIT!!"

*Y/N shouted suddenly in desperation*

Y/N:
"Listen..before I go... I know I've been a mega bitch... and maybe my rich bitch culture has offended you. And for that. I deeply apologize... but before I get kicked out of this store, may I please have this egg shaped machine for free?"

Stacy the friendly Walmart employee:
"...you're kidding... first you assume we're a store for the homeless... You then think you can get this air fryer for free?"

Y/N:
"Like Martha Stewart always said, don't be greedy, give to the needy. Please st- stayyy- stephiii-stayyy"

Stacy the friendly Walmart employee:
"It's Stacy. It's spelled as It sounds ... SECURITY PLEASE ISLE ELEVEN DO YOU COPY?!?!"

*Y/N ready Stacy's tag*

Y/N:
"... stacky?! :0 that's such a foreign name-"

My thinking out loud Ed sheeran moment got interrupted by the front door security guard speed walking after me. It seemed like the security guard was trying to out-girl boss me with their intimidating fierce walk and the taser in their hand and handcuffs hanging from their pants-

But I'm not into being handcuffed ... or shockplay... I had to escape. I can't stand developing more fetishes. My ex ray fetish has already taken over my porn search history... I had to escape...

I snatched the egg shaped device from the shelf and fled towards the racially motivated doors like the girl boss I am..