His Number WAH! (A Waluigi x Robbie Rotten fanfic)

Coffee Break

(Third Person POV)
Robbie Rotten was entering his local coffee shop as he does every morning to drink away the problems from yesterday. When he opened the door, he noticed that there was a new barista working at the counter. So now that Susan was gone, he couldn't just say,"The usual," like he was in a sitcom.

When he got to the counter the man asked,"Waaaaht do you waaahnt to order?" Robbie Rotten though, was at a loss for words. He had a beautiful bulbous nose and the freshest mustache he had ever seen in his life. His dark eyes stared deep into his soul.

In response to his question, Robbie muttered without thinking,"you're sweet ass." He then covered his mouth wondering if the other man had heard him.

Waluigi wasn't paying attention though, he was too busy drooling over his customer's perfect chin and amazing slicked back hair. After he saw the man cover his mouth he asked,"WAAAHT?!" hoping there was nothing on his face to embarrass him.

"Oh, it's nothing," Robbie said nervously. "Just a small espresso please," he said blushing.

Waluigi nodded and began to prepare the man's order. He decided to put his number on the cup in hoped of the customer noticing him and calling him.

Robbie took the cup from the new barista and left the coffee shop, still blushing from earlier. Luckily, it seemed that his little slip up went unheard. So after he composed himself, he went ahead to another terrible day at work. That was when he saw the number on the cup.

(Waluigi's POV)
After that awkward exchange, Waluigi went about his day taking orders from idiots. He didn't want to work here, but he needed a job after they booted him from Smash Bros. for Rosalina. She probably gave a few blowjobs for that.

A few hours later, he went to his apartment. He checked his phone to see one missed call from an unknown number.