AIRFRYER X READER: The One That Fried Away

Chapter 4: her warm, blue, goopy stuff

I starred at zaddy Deidara in fear. While he starred at me in the same position i found him when I bought him from the pulga.

Y/N:
"Zaddy Deidara.... I can explain..."

*The poster on the wall then folded*

Y/N:
*GASP* you can't even look at me anymore...

I began crying diamonds, no poor people shit.
I sat there on the ground crying in my feels as much as in my diamonds. My ear was bleeding, and even worse... my lipstick was smeared.

I looked at the egg shaped machine and saw the tag.

Y/N:
"A-air fryer? Ugh I don't care for what you identify as! You've cost me so much. First my new lambo, and now Zaddy Deidara. MY MAKEUP IS SMEARED! I FUCKING HATE YOU YOU SLUT! Your parents hate you. Your parents hate you and I know it. Who in the poopiest holes of earth names their child "air fryer"... is it supposed to be foreign or some shit? You probably came from where that "Stacky" came from. That bitch from the wall mart. No one loves you. I know damn well I don't "

*the lid of the air fryer opens*

Y/N:
"CLOSE YOUR LEGS WHORE! You're gonna stink up the place with fried fish- my ear is already bleeding out... I don't need my ear nostril in hailing that shit..."

There was something blue glowing inside the air fryer. I took a closer look like the pervert I am. I looked inside the air fryer and

Y/N:
"*GASP* a... a chugjug?!?! Even... even after everything I said???"

The air fryer opened its lid even more

Y/N:
"Ugh... you're such a slut. But... you're MY slut... AirFryer you're so kind..."

I had promised to not get more kinks due to my suffering search history. But it seemed that I loved degrading people and telling them their parents hate them.

Y/N:
A-air fryer.... Are you sure... I mean... we just met... zaddy Deidara is upset with me... I don't think I should-"

But then more heat came out of the air fryer. As I felt the warmth, it lured me in deeper into its opening. I gently reach in and quickly take out the chugjug.

Y/N:
KYAH! I-I'm sorry. I can't... I just can't do this.. I'm sorry. I can't entertain this behavior...

I stop giving the AirFryer my attention and just drink the chugjug and my ear stops bleeding Automatically and my makeup has been yassified.

Looking back at the AirFryer... what I did, what I felt at that moment sunk in...

Y/N:
Oh airfryer... what am I to do with you?