Onceler x fem reader

New Room

I woke up one morning to the Onceler saying excitedly "It's done!" I jump up and we both run out the door.

I look in front of me to see the huge factory finally done. It doesn't quite work with the landscape, though it looks nice on it's own. That's the minute I realize the Onceler is wearing something different than he usually does. 

He has a green striped suit on with green gloves, ironed pants, dark shoes, beautiful sunglasses and a top hat on. He adjusts his glove and then notice me looking at the suit. He smiles and tucks his glasses into is pocket. Reaching out his hand, he says, "Do you want to see your room?" I keep staring at him as we walk along. He's gone from handsome to weird kind of sexy. His hair is done more neatly, though is still pretty sloppy.

He pause in front of my door. You're just down the hall from me if you need anything. Then he swung open the double doors. I walked into my dream room. Everything is perfect. He has my favorite colors, bed, music album, style, and wardrobe.

"You like it?" He asks.

My mouth is hanging wide open. "Oh thank you!"

He walks inside with me over to a door that looks like a panel on the wall. He pushes it open and I see the most beautiful office ever. I run inside and over to my desk. It even has my name tag on it, Y/N.

Beautiful stationary sits on the desk.

The Onceler walks over to me. I hug him tight and he hugs me back. "I'm really glad you like it. I was worried it might not be enough."

I scoff. "Not enough? It's more than enough. You even got me a private bathroom!"

"Yeah," he says. "I didn't want you to have to deal with my family if you don't have to."

We both laugh.

"Well, I have to get to work. I'll try to come check on you before bed. New rooms can be scary." I laugh. "I'm not scared." "Okay." He says in a sarcastic tone. I make a mad face. I'm not though.

I hear a knock on the door later that night. I open it to see Bret. He shoves a paper in my hand and then leaves twithought saying anything. I look at the paper to see the report of all the money spent and saved. Over time I had gotten really good at my job. I was able to turn in my report and pay off all the loans that we acquired.

I took a shower, brushed my teeth and hair, change my pjs, and then I heard a horrible clatter. It was storming out. My room was up really high, and the rain sounded like it was going to shatter the windows.

It was finally too much and I ran down the hall into the Onceler's room, and then straight into him.