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!Pre-game! Wally Franks x !Female Animator! reader

- Ur favourite janitor's pov -
Sometimes I love this job, Y/N might be part of it at this point. I know I always keep saying I'm outta here but- It's just something about her? She's like chocolate cake sometimes I wish I could just eat h-
"FRANKS!" An abrupt yell from the one and only Sammy Lawrence interrupted my train of thought
"Franks. Loose your keys- one more fucking time. I dare you." Sammy was practically snarling at this point- at me! And for what? Come on, if he hasn't murdered me at this point he must have a soft spot for me somewhere.

- 3rd person yeehaw -
"What have I told you EVERY SINGLE TIME you come in here?" Sammy clenched his fist, the tired man looked irritated out of his skull.
Wally didn't look very enthusiastic at the interaction, looking down at his feet "To..not loose my keys, Lawrence?" He'd reluctantly drag his eyes back up to meet Sammy's "I don't know, isn't it possible I just happened to misplace them? I don't know- In this massive studio?? Which I have to clean?" Wally cleared his throat.
Sammy looked fucking ready to kill this man with his bare ink-splattered hands if he wasn't so tired. "I....I give up, Franks. You win, I'll get you your new stupid keys you'll just lose again." 

"Thank you Mr Lawrence." Wally smiled nervously, taking off his cap. With an irritated sigh Sammy stormed off.

-Wally's POV yay! -
Porca dio, certo? If looks could kill I would've been dismembered very carefully a year ago by you know who- I couldn't help but feel bad for the guy. If i was him I would've been outta here a long long while ago.

Oh god. It's her. She looked so pretty when she was focused- her hand etching every line with care. So what if she had some ink on her face? I'd lick it off like the frosting of chocolate cake- I'm not kidding when I say that.

So I was just there, leaning on my broom until I felt somebody tap my shoulder
"Franks? What are you staring at?" I could smell Thomas Connor's breath from here, it made me shudder nevertheless.
"Nothin'..! Besides- I need to fix the pipe around here." I'd got pretty good at saving my own skin

"Wally?" Y/N looked up from her paper, her voice washed over me like the beautiful, serene waves from those faraway lagoons you see in the pictures.
"What's going on? Did a pipe bust again?" She settled her gaze from Thomas to me- couldn't help but y'know, feel some sense of pride there- looking at me an' all.
"Wally was being a flatfo-"
"Fixing a pipe." I laughed, trying to cover up my obvious gumshoeing but- how could she know? Thomas Connor is such a geriatic guy you could say he has dementia.
Y/N eyed us both up and down before nodding "Alright- just don't steal my brushes this time." She giggled before getting back to work.

Thank god! Connor would probably get Joey to rip out my vocal chords after this but- oh god is it worth it. And with that Connor skulked off to the care home he came from and I was left to the mystery pipe.

- 3rd person -
"You look at work there, Mr Franks." Y/N smiled, playful sarcasm flavouring her voice.
"Do I? Could say the same for you, Miss L/N."
Say- how about I take you out? Somethin' nice." He'd tilt her chin up, letting his gaze meet hers "All those hours gotta add up to somethin'." He'd smile.
"You? Take me out some place nice?" She'd furrow her brows, shaking her head "You're lying aren't you?" She'd smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Wally shook his head "Not at all miss, wouldn't be doing God any favours lying to a pretty lady like you." He'd chuckle
"Alright then, Franks. You better make it good."
"Trust me, I'll make it unforgettable." He'd smirk "Meet me outside the studio at 7PM,"
Wally looked really excited- like you'd just give a sugar deprived little kid candy for the first time in 6 months.

notes
woah!! sorry guys for silly hiatus moment but here is some more franks!!!! sorry if it's not as up as my usual writing style just taking some time to adjust that's all! :))