Amphibia Oneshots!

Baker's Choice (Marcy x Baker!Reader)

Heyyyyyy! Here's another oneshot! This one's a request, shoutout to 🎉@LollipopGreen6🎉

This is set before Amphibia.

(Also short apologies to who requested the Yunan x Olivia oneshot, I'm trying but for some reason I'm just having trouble thinking up plot ideas so give me some more time I'm sorry)

If you've seen my other fics and other ppl's fics then I'm guessing I don't need to put a key in here unless it's something new.

ENJOY THE CHAPTER!

"All In One, huh?" Marcy stared up at the restaurant sign, turning her head to take a look at the outside seating before she went in. There were light oak tables and chairs spread openly, with (f/c) umbrellas flapping in the light breeze above the tables. It was a crisp autumn day, but the sun was shining openly anyway, making the temperature perfect.

"Hmmm... a why not!" The noirette pointed upwards decisively and walks in, almost instantly tripping on the rug as she comes in. "Oh no-"

Before she could hit the ground, a pair of arms shot forward to catch her, grabbing her arms to stop her from falling. The person drew closer immediately, steadying the girl before letting go. "Heh, be careful, that bright orange rug really snuck up on ya!"

Marcy looked up to see the stranger who'd caught her, nodding gratefully. "Yeah, well, thanks." She scratched the back of her head, self-conscious that she'd tripped on something right there of course, as she usually did. The stranger had (h/l) (h/c) hair, (s/c) skin, (e/c) eyes, and a cheerful grin to match. They seemed around her age, a bit taller than her (Sorry if you're shorter that's just how I wrote this).

"Ack, no worries. So ya plannin' on dining or to go?"

Marcy only then noticed they had a name tag pinned on their shirt, and was wearing the short-sleeve (f/c) and (second f/c) shirt and black shorts of the restaurant. "Oh! Dining in, please!"

"Right this way, m'lady." They did an elaborate bow before leading Marcy to a booth, pulling out their notepad for orders and a pencil with a couple spins. Well... tried to spin the pad and pencil. Instead they dropped the supplies, picking them up with an embarrassed expression. "So, first time here, I assume? I haven't seen you in here before."

"Yep! I just saw this place and thought I might try it out! Why's it called All In One?"

"Well this place makes a ton of different foods from hamburgers to pasta to seafood to tacos and whatever else you could think of! We also make the best desserts in town, if I do say so myself!" They had this intense look of joy on their face, practically having stars in their eyes. "Aheh... sorry. I get really excited whenever I talk about food, or the restaurant, sometimes video games- y'know?"

"Yeah! I get that way too sometimes. Mostly about games though. (Y/n), right?" She motioned to their name tag.

"Yep! That's my name, don't wear it out! Amazing, thirteen-year-old, (Y/n)!" They leaned a bit closer and brought a hand to the side of their mouth to whisper, "But if the law peoples come, then I'm eighteen." (Y/n) winked, straightening back up. 'Why is this girl so easy to talk to? My parents would flip if they saw how confident I looked now- that's not the case unless I'm in the kitchen- like, ever.' Marcy giggled quietly, finding (Y/n) charming and fun to be around already.

"So what's your name?"

"I'm Marcy! Well my friends can call me different things though."

"Well okay then, Different Things. Nice ta' meet ya."