The Nanny (Reader Insert)

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A few days later, it was now the day of the meeting. [Y/N] had agreed to come to the Sheffield residence to meet with Fran, Maxwell Sheffield, and Niles as they were going to be in a sense taking over his kitchen duties.

Fran on the phone had prepared [Y/N] for the encounter, emphasizing the importance of showcasing their culinary talents and winning over Mr. Sheffield, [y/n] couldn't help but chuckle at Fran who seemed more nervous then they did.

As [Y/N] arrived at the elegant mansion, their eyes travelled up the long pathway that lead to the house, [y/n] couldn't help but feel a pit in their stomach, a mix of excitement and nervousness.

The grandeur of the Sheffield residence was awe-inspiring, and they hoped that Fran's pitch had convinced Mr. Sheffield enough to give them a chance.

Fran, always the welcoming hostess, greeted [Y/N] at the door with a warm smile. "Darling, you look fabulous! Just be yourself, and remember, Mr. Sheffield is a tough nut to crack, but I believe in you."

Frans words filled them with a newfound confidence, as [Y/N] followed Fran into the study, where Maxwell Sheffield and Niles were waiting. Maxwell looked up from his desk, nodding in acknowledgment.

"Mr. Sheffield, Niles, this is [Y/N]. They're the culinary talent I was telling you about," Fran introduced [Y/N] with pride in her voice.

Maxwell, a man known for his refined tastes and high standards, examined [Y/N] with a discerning eye. Making them shift slightly in discomfort.

"Good afternoon, [Y/N]. Fran here speaks highly of your culinary skills. I must say, I'm quite curious to see what you can do."

Niles, who had been eagerly awaiting this moment, chimed in, "Indeed, we're in need of a talented cook, [Y/N]. Fran and I have been managing, but having someone with your expertise would be a welcome of change."

At this Maxwell couldn't help but roll his eyes at his butler. [Y/N] took a deep breath and smiled at the assembled group. "Thank you for having me. I'm excited to showcase my skills today."

Fran, always the cheerleader, clapped her hands together as she beamed. "Wonderful! [Y/N] has prepared a little something to give you a taste of what they can do."

With that, [Y/N] unveiled a tray of beautifully presented appetizers, each one a work of art. The aromas wafted through the room, tantalizing everyone's senses.

Maxwell, Niles, and Fran each took a bite, their expressions transforming from curiosity to delight as they savored the exotic flavors [Y/N] had crafted.

Maxwell nodded in approval. "Impressive, [Y/N]. These flavors are exquisite, and the presentation is impeccable."

Niles, couldn't help but show his enthusiasm. "I haven't tasted anything this delightful in years!"

Fran beamed with pride, knowing that [Y/N] had won them over with their culinary talents. She couldn't help but give [y/n] a thumbs up. [Y/n] couldn't help but smile and feel quite happy at the praise.

Maxwell leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Well, [Y/N], it seems you have the culinary prowess we've been looking for. Would you be interested in joining our household as our new cook?"

[Y/N] couldn't contain their excitement. "Absolutely, Mr. Sheffield! I would be honored."

Fran clapped her hands with joy. "It's settled then! Welcome to the Sheffield household, [Y/N]. I have a feeling you're going to make this place even more amazing."

[Y/n] hadn't realized it at first but they, as the cook, would be living in the house with the family as well so the first few days in the Sheffield mansion were a whirlwind for [Y/N]. They couldn't quite believe they were living in such an extravagant place. Adjusting from their previous life to this world of luxury was both thrilling and intimidating.

Fran though, had been a constant source of support and friendship. She showed [Y/N] around the massive house, helping them navigate its many rooms. Fran's bubbly personality and sense of humor made [Y/N] feel more at ease with each passing day.

"You'll get used to it, sweetheart," Fran assured [Y/N], who was still somewhat in awe of their new surroundings.

"Just remember, this place is a palace, but we're a family. You, me, Mr. Sheffield, and the kids. Oh, speaking of which, I should introduce you to them."

'Oh yeah' They thought, [y/n] had remembered that Fran was a Nanny, even if they never really saw her with the kids.

Fran led [Y/N] through the grand halls to the living room, where the Sheffield children were gathered. Gracie, Brighton, and Maggie looked up with curiosity as Fran and [Y/N] entered.

"Kids, this is [Y/N]," Fran announced, her voice filled with warmth. "They're our new cook, and trust me, their food is out of this world."

Gracie, the youngest of the three, was the first to speak. "Are you going to make cookies, [Y/N]? I love cookies!"

Brighton chimed in with a grin, "And pizza! Can you make pizza?"

Maggie, the eldest, offered a polite smile. "Nice to meet you, [Y/N]. I hope you enjoy working here."

[Y/N] couldn't help but chuckle lightly and smile at the children's enthusiasm. "Of course, I can make cookies and pizza. And it's nice to meet all of you!."

From that moment on, [Y/N] started to settle into their role as the Sheffield household's cook. They spent hours in the spacious kitchen, experimenting with recipes and creating delicious meals that pleased both the family and the staff, and on occasion, Frans Mother, Sylvia. Who [y/n] got the joy of meeting on their second day of work and really tested [y/n]'s skills.

Much to Frans annoyance. Speaking of the brunette woman, Fran, who had become more of a friend than just a colleague, often joined [Y/N] in the kitchen, sharing stories and laughter.

As the days turned into weeks, [Y/N]'s initial nervousness gave way to a feeling of belonging.

The Sheffield mansion, that was once just seen as a symbol of opulence, felt even more like home. The children's laughter and Mr. Sheffield's occasional smile were the rewards of their hard work and the beginning of a new chapter in their life.