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Look what you maid me do (Rodrick)

First things first this is an X FemReader, sorry.

As a gender-fluid person, I always try to make my stories as gender-neutral as possible.

Secondly, this is kinda shit, read at your own risk.

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*ting-a-ling*

"Welcome master." I say, bowing at the customer that had just come through the door.

"Woah!" I hear the man say, slightly chuckling.

"How may I help you... ah..." I look up and come face to face with the boy who made my childhood pain.

"Ah, haha. Y/N? I should have known this place would be full of weirdos." Rodrick laughs.

I grimace before forcing a smile. "Table for one, I assume? Right, this way master." I say walking towards a small table.

"Oh, I kinda like that you have to call me master."

"Hmm, of course. Everyone here is my master or my lady. So don't let it go to your head." I say in my customer service voice, as he sits down. "Here is your menu, I'll be back shortly to take your order." I smile and walk away.

I grumble whilst gonna around collecting dishes to take back to the kitchen, smiling at the customers as I pass.

I walk back plastering a smile. "What can I get for you?"

"What can I get for you- what?" He says with a smirk.

"What can I get you, master?" I say between my teeth.

"I'll have the classic burger and chips. Oh, and could I try the chocolate Coke?" He says handing me the menu.

(Have you guys ever had or even heard of chocolate Coke before? I use to have it all the time before the American-style diner that sold it closed down.)

"Sure thing, coming right up, master." I curtsey and walk off. A few coworkers ask me what's wrong as I place the order but I just tell them it's nothing.

I grab the food and drink, walking back to the table. "Here's your food master. Flag me down if you need anything." I say turning around to walk away.

"Actually." He says, I turn back. "Could you explain a bit about this place?"

I groan but snap back to a smile. "Of course. This is a maid cafe. Maid cafes are a form of performance restaurant, originating in Japan, where the servers are acting as maids or even, on given days butlers. Every customer, no matter age or gender is to be treated as if they are the most important. Unless they have broken the rules." I say pointing to the wall.

"Our food is a mix of food served in Japanese maid cafes and classic American diner food." I say clasping my hands together. "Anything else I can help you with?"

"Yeah, do you maids wear such sexy dresses every day?" He says, with his mouth half full of burger.

I scoff in disgust. "Watch it! You only get 3 warnings. And this is your first. Don't break any rules." I say walking off.

I storm off to grab a drink of water and sit down. I take a rest before seeing Rodrick stand up. I sigh and walk to him. "Here let me walk to you the door master."

"Why thank you. Send compliments to the chef." He says smugly.

We reach the door and I bow. "Come again soon (or not) master." I say as he nods.

He turns to leave before turning back. "Hey, uh my mom kinda misses you." He says.

"Tell her I miss her too. You guys still live at that house?" I ask quietly.

"Uh, yeah. I'll tell her to expect you some time then?"

"Yeah." I say. He nods once more and leaves.

~skip a week~

*knock knock knock*

I knock on the Heffley's front door and take a step back. The door swings open with a groan from the person opening it. "She's not home." Rodrick states.

"Well, when will she be home?" I ask.

"I dunno. She went to the shop, so it could be a while."

"Could I come in and wait?"

"Sure, whatever. Just close the door." He says walking away and jumping onto the couch to watch TV. I follow behind, gently closing the door and walking to the couch.

"What are you watching?" I ask standing behind the couch.

"A talent show. They're meant to announce the audition date for here in this episode. I'm hoping my band can get on." He says eyes glued to the screen.

"Well, it's probably not gonna be in this episode because this is an encore of last week's. The new episode is tonight." I say sitting down.

"What? Urgh, so I've wasted 20 minutes?" He groans.

"Well, at least you could see what acceptable performers look and sound like. I'd probably recommend changing your band name if you want to get on a show like this." I say teasingly.

He rolls his eyes. "You don't even know how good my band sounds." He scoffs.

"Well with a name like Löded Diper, I can only imagine." I say laying back. And closing my eyes.

"This is my house I can throw you out."

"Actually it's your parents' house and I'd just tell your mum. I'm sure you'd love to deal with her." He huffs.

We sit in silence before he pokes me. I glare at him. "What was that for?" I ask, he shrugs and does it again, so I poke him back. So he pokes me back and so forth.

After a while it advanced us standing on our knees, shoving each other. I push him a little too hard as he falls off the couch, grabbing my arm on the way. Causing me to tumble on top of him.

I push myself up, looking down at him. "Uh... hey." I say quietly staring into his eyes.

"Hi." He whispers whilst smirking. He props himself up, closer to me with his elbows.

I can feel his breath tickle my lips as his eyes flick to them. My breath hitches as the gap slowly disappeared until finally, our lips clash. A few seconds pass as we relax into the kiss slowly lowering to the ground once more.

We part staring at each other in silence. Rodrick breaks it with a breathless "woah." I blush and sit up away from him.

We smile at each other softly before hearing a jangle of keys in the front door. We jump back onto the couch turned away from each other as the door opens.

"Rodrick come help me with the shopping." Susan yells from the door. He jumps up and rushes past her. "Oh hey Y/N, it's good to see you again. I hope Rodrick hasn't treated you too badly." She smiles.

I shake my head. "No, no, uh, he was fine." I say smiling back.

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I don't know why I wrote this. I pretty much lost any idea of what to write straight away. I hope it wasn't too bad.

Also, I'm sorry it's not gender-neutral, it's just I've had a lot of (way too many) dreams of Rodrick going to a maid cafe. And maid cafes seem very gendered.

The title also kinda has no relevance to the story, I just thought it was good wordplay.

Anyway, thank you for reading. As always if you see anything I need to change let me know.

Love you all

Bye

Drew X