Dhmis Red Guy x Reader smut

Jobs 1/2

It's been a week, and things seem fine. I can't really remember much. All I know is that I'm at a table sitting with the three of them.

Yellow guy:" Oh, look it's morning"

Red guy:" Huh, I guess we stayed up all night talking again"

There was a moment of silence before Duck spoke up.

Duck:" Well what are we supposed to be doing now"?

Yellow guy:" umm".

Red guy:"What-"?

Duck:" I would like to know what's meant to happen today".

Red guy:" Right, yeah, let me check the schedule. Huh, oh, it says here we don't have anything planned it says we're doing nothing".

Duck:" What? Nothing"?

Yellow guy:" Nothing at all"?

Red guy:" That's what it says on the schedule".

Duck:" No, we need to do something. Especially me".

Red guy:" Honestly I don't mind it. How bout we give it another 20 minutes"?

"Yes sounds good"

Duck:" No, it's too dull"!

Red guy:" Only dull people think things are dull".

Duck:" What? I'm not dull. I'm the best one".

I sigh symbolizing a disagreement while yellow guy nods his head unknowingly agreeing with Duck.

Duck:" What do you think we should do"?

A brown briefcase with files in appeared next to duck. He was holding a newspaper.

Briefcase:" Oh my will you look at the time, I'd better get going".

Red guy:" Who is this"?

I was so confused on how this briefcase was moving and talking.

Red guy:" Why didn't we get breakfast"?

Briefcase:" I certainly wouldn't want to be late for my job, would I"?

Yellow guy:" Um probably not, I don't know".

The briefcase quickly eats his food and then leaves the table.

Briefcase:" Cheerios then".

"Bye bye".

Red guy:" See ya"

Yellow guy:" Byee"

Duck:" Wait, can you tell us what was supposed to"-

Briefcase:" Almost forgot my briefcase"!

Yellow guy:" Look, he's one of those guys who has one of himself".

Duck:" Hey, where are you going"?

Briefcase:" To my job of course. I've got a million things to do today".

Duck:" A million things, wow"

Red guy:" Sounds stressful"

Briefcase:" Not at all. If you found the right job it won't even feel like work. In fact, you'll feel like an angel"

"I doubt it"

Yellow guy:" I've got a job"

We all stared at him, waiting for him to say "just kidding".

Yellow guy:" On my shoulder".

Briefcase:" That's not a job, that's a welt".

Yellow guy looks at his welt.