The Gift (Wakko x Reader)

Emergency

"Hello! Warner's residence, Yakko here!"
He paused to let the person speak.
"Oh yeah he's here."
Another pause.
"Yeah."
He handed me the phone.
"It's the director. He needs you for something."
I picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Wakko? I need your help at the studio."
"Why me?" I asked.
"Because Y/N needs help and the first person she said to contact was you." He replied.
Me? Y/N wanted to call me?
"O-ok. I'll be there as soon as possible." I hung up.
"Well, I'll be off!" I cheered.
"Where are you going?" Dot asked.
"The studio to see Y/N." I smirked.
"Have fun, but not to much fun." She replied.
"Goodnight everybody!" Yakko waved.
I blushed and rolled my eyes, "See ya!"

~~~~Time skip brought to you by Elvis trapped in Wakko's hat~~~~

Your POV:

I really hope Wakko gets here soon. This is getting annoying.
Just as I finished the thought, the door slammed open.
"Y/N! I'm here!"
Wakko burst through the door. I waved him over.
"What seems to be the problem?"
"Well... um. Minerva came down with the cold the other day and got her 'secret admirer' sick. So since I look like her, I have to take her spot. And they asked me to get a boy to play the role of the guy. Since you are the only guy I knew on set (besides your brother) I picked you."
His tongue fell out of his mouth, "Whatz zhe thript?" -(What's the script?)-
"Well," I pointed to the paper, "in this scene, I sit on a rock and brush my hair."
"What about this one?" He turned the page.
I blushed, "I'm kinda bathing in a pond."
His tongue unrolled farther.