✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 | 𝙶𝚢𝚛𝚘 𝙶𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 | 𝙳𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜

Gyro tapped his foot, waiting for his unwanted lab assistant to show. For the past week he had been late, not that Gyro ever listened long enough for him to explain why. But he knew Fenton valued his work, a lot. And it showed, much to Gyro's dismay. He had talent. It made him want to strangle the boy even more. He had always been a bit late because of his side project, GizmoDuck. But today was long. Much longer, 3 hours longer.

This time when he ran in, he was in the suit. Holding an unfamiliar figure. "I am so sorry- Gearlose-" "No he's not, don't listen to him." The girl said, kicking and fiddling with the robot's hands constraining her. "No- no- don't listen to this- criminal!" Y/n schools, "Your girlfriend is literally banned in 5 States you loser!" Fenton holds you up by your foot. "Enough! You're stuck with me until ma- The sheriff gets here."
"You called your mom on me- so rude."

Gyro groans, scrunching his beak. "This is why you've been late? You couldn't catch some- dilenquent..?" Y/n sticks out their tongue, "Delinquent this!" She uses her free hand to press the pie button on Denton's armor, slightly missing the bird. "How did you do that? Ugh!" Fenton held you further away, extending his robotic arm. "She had me running after her for- 4 hours!" "And it's not over yet," Y/n adds.
She looks back to the startled scientist when a little bulbed robot moves behind him.

"What's that?" Her pupils dilated easily. "None of your concern. When is your mother gonna get here and take care of this?" Gyro asks, GizmoDuck stands straighter. "Should be an hour Sir!" He groans again, "Alright, whatever keep her out of my way."
"Of course sir!" Y/n watches the scientist go back to his busy desk, with widened eyes.

Gyro fiddled with a screw, poking his finger again. He winces and holds it out for Little Bulb to bandage. "Here." He jumped up, and Y/n held a glob of golden sap on her finger. "What are you doing here?!" Gyro screeched, "I wanted to see your little robot guy." She sits on his desk, "Gimme your hand, this stuff works like magic." Gyro pulled back, "No way- Your-" Y/n sighed, and whistled. A vine grew from her pocket and pulled him closer, His eyes widened. Y/n dabbed the sap on his cut.

He watched as it healed immediately, in front of his eyes. She waited for him to say something, but nothing came out for a few minutes. "How did you do that?" Gyro looked at her, sitting on his desk like nothing happened. "I work with teeny plants. Your stinky assistant- robot- friend-" "He's not my friend."
"He totally is. I was doing my thing and he got all mad and stuff." She shrugged, mischievously.
"Really?" Y/n nods, clearly lying.

Y/n uses the vine to prop a little bulb up. "Tell me about this guy." Gyro blushed, before clearing his throat. "He's- my Little Bulb. He does tasks, coding- echolocation- anything." Y/n looks closer, "What's the con?" Gyro tilted his head, "All my inventions are perfect-" Y/n picked up a notebook on the desk, flipping through its pages. "Hey- wait-" She used a vine to push him away. Her eyes studied a page of tallies, an evil side much larger than the other. "You gave the bulb a personality?" She asks, eyebrow up.

Gyro readied himself for the embarrassment. But it never came. "That's amazing! Seriously- Some robots can be so dull. I bet he has more personality in his little wrench toe than in Fenton's entire body!" She jumps down from the desk and studies the robot again. "R-Really?" Y/n hums, playing with the guy's arm. Who swats her away with a blush. She laughs lightly, "Oh man- this is the best! He's real." The little bulb grabs her finger. "Hello." She shakes it.

Gyro's cheeks light up, someone is validating his performance- his magnomopis. "What's your name?" Y/n turns, "Y/n." Her eyes fall to his name tag. "Gyro.." She adds. For the first time, Gyro felt a little storm fill his torso. "You should get back to work. I wanna watch." The vine pulls his tie to his desk, while she pulls a chair next to his with her leg. His red face tries to focus on the screw below him. "Here." Y/n taps on the table a few times, and a sapling grows. She plucks it and sticks it in the side of the screw, twisting it in.

"Gyro- I lost Y/n- I-" Fenton runs in, eyes setting on the two. "I am so sorry! I just-" Gyro stood up, holding his hand straight to make the assistant stop talking. "It's alright."
Fenton stuttered, "what?" Gyro had never been this relaxed, even his face looked a bit red. Y/n leans from the desk, with a shit-eating grin. "Did she bother you-?" "No. Call off your mother. We need more time here." Gyro said, Y/n stuck out her tongue behind him. Fenton struggles with his words, "But she still broke the-"
"I believe Gandra is too."
He gulped, "Okay- but- call me if you need GizmoDuck to jump in." Fenton scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, before walking off.

As Gyro turned around, Y/n was waving. "Good one. I was just gonna escape last minute but this works too." He steps closer, "What did you do?" She leans back, with a smile. "That new factory- down main. It's leaking toxins into the main park river. All the trees are dying." Gyro took his seat.

"I set the place on fire."