The Nanny (Reader Insert)

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Fran Fine strolled through the park on a beautiful, sunny afternoon. Her heels clicked with each step she took on the path. She couldn't resist the allure of fresh air and greenery, even in the midst of her busy life. (Not according to Mr. Sheffiled but what did he know.) As she walked, she noticed a young person sitting on a bench, looking a bit lost and honestly, a little upset, quietly muttering to themselves.

Fran stood for a bit, watching as the person she hasn't met yet, sigh and run a hand through their [h/c] hair, before she approached them with her signature confidence and warmth, Fran struck up a conversation.

"Hey there, sweetheart, are you new in town?"

The young person looked up, startled by Frans sudden presence, their eyes filled with surprise and relief at the brunette woman who held a kind smile on her face.

"Yeah, just moved here. My name's [Y/N], and I'm trying to find a job." They started, with a sigh. "I'm having no luck."

Fran thought for a moment before she smiled kindly and sat next to [y/n] on the bench. "I'm Fran Fine. Nice to meet you, [Y/N]. Don't worry, we'll find you something. You've got that spark. Tell me, what kind of work are you looking for?"

[Y/N] explained their skills and aspirations to Fran, who listened curiously and as it turns out, [y/n] was a rather remarkable cook! Describing all they knew to make to Fran. With this knowledge, Fran's mind started racing with ideas.

She knew Niles didn't really like to cook. (In the last season, its quoted that he hadn't made a meal in 6 years, a year before Fran started working and was secretly ordering takeout.) So why not bring in someone to help? Fran was sure with a little convincing and with Niles on board, she knew that would be a given, Mr. Sheffield would surely agree to it.

With that, Fran gasped excitedly, waving her hands frantically at her brilliant idea, "Doll, Why don't I ask my boss?"

[Y/n] blinked at Frans sudden enthusiastic outburst but couldn't help but smile a little, "You think he'll hire me?"

"Honey you just leave him to me." Fran started, pulling out her compact mirror from her handbag, opening it and smiling at her reflection before swiping her pinky across her teeth. "Just let me work my magic, he wont say no to me."

She winked, while closing her mirror and placing it back in her bag, before standing up and dusting herself off, adjusting her skirt. The two exchanged numbers and Fran promised to call as soon as she could.

With a wave, the two said their farewells and Fran made way to the Sheffield residence, with a skip in her step.

Fran Fine arrived at the elegant Sheffield residence with a sense of determination strong in her. She knew that convincing her boss, Maxwell Sheffield, to hire [Y/N] as the new cook wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to make her case if it was the last thing she'll do.

As she entered the grand foyer, she was greeted by Niles, the butler, who raised an eyebrow at Fran's unusually determined expression. "Ah, Miss Fine, what has you so fired up today?"

Fran flashed Niles a confident smile as she removed her coat and hung it in the coat closet next to the door. "Niles, darling, I've got a brilliant idea, and it involves Mr. Sheffield. Is he in?"

Niles, always amused by Fran's antics, gestured back towards the study. "He's in his office, Miss Fine. Good luck with whatever scheme you've cooked up this time."

Fran chuckled softly and made her way to Maxwell's office. She knocked lightly on the door before entering.

Maxwell Sheffield, a refined and composed man in his mid-40s, was sitting behind his desk, engrossed in paperwork. He looked up, a hint of surprise in his eyes at Fran's unexpected visit.

"Ah, Miss Fine, what brings you here?"

Fran entered the room with her trademark flair and confidence, striding over to Maxwells desk and sitting on the edge with her legs crossed. "Mr. Sheffield, I've got something to discuss with you, and I think you'll love it. It's about our kitchen."

Maxwell raised an eyebrow at this. "My kitchen? What's going on, Miss Fine?"

Fran began to explain her encounter with [Y/N], their impressive cooking skills, and how hiring them as the new cook could be a game-changer for the Sheffield household.

"Just think about it!" She said, spreading her hands out in front of her, (think SpongeBob saying "Imagination") as to paint a vivid picture of delicious meals.

"You could have whatever you desire!" She exclaimed, thinking about the desserts [y/n] had mentioned they knew to make, Fran could feel her mouth salvitaiting, she could really go for a chocolate right now. She dissmised the thought, she couldn't get distracted.

Fran continued, "Mr Sheffield, Imagine all that plus a happier Niles who wouldn't have to worry about the kitchen anymore." She stated with a smile, and like she expected, Niles, who was listening in, opened the door to the study.

"I agree with Miss Fine!" Exclaimed Niles, before clearing his throat. Maxwell listened intently to Fran and rolled his eyes at Niles.

But his skepticism started giving way to genuine interest. He admired Fran's passion and dedication, and he couldn't help but be intrigued by the idea.

Fran looked at Maxwell with hopeful eyes. "So, Mr. Sheffield, what do you say? Can we give [Y/N] a chance?"

Maxwell leaned back in his chair, considering Fran's proposal. "Fran, I must admit, your enthusiasm is infectious. Let's meet this [Y/N] and discuss the possibility. If they impress us as much as you say, we may just have ourselves a new cook."

Niles silently cheered before walking out to avoid any comment from Mr. Sheffield as Fran beamed with delight.

"You won't regret it, Mr. Sheffield! [Y/N] is a sure culinary genius, and I have a good feeling about this."

Maxwell smiled. "Very well, Fran. Let's arrange a meeting. But, remember, if this doesn't work out, it's on your shoulders."

Fran nodded enthusiastically. "Deal, Mr. Sheffield. You won't be disappointed."

And so, the wheels were set in motion, thanks to Fran's determination and charm. The prospect of [Y/N] becoming the Sheffield household's new cook brought excitement and anticipation to the grand old house hold.