Food Fantasy One-Shots

Brownie X Fem!Reader

Aight can y'all request some stuff because I don't really write and im busy with school too -3-
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Brownie P.O.V.
'Where has Master Attendant gone this time? She needs to review these forms that me and Pudding arranged for the restaurant's renovation since the Uke Mochi attack.'
I checked on B-52 since she has taken a liking to him recently, so I checked the garage where we keep the delivery bikes and his motorcycle, but all I saw was the cocktail washing his motorcycle.
"B-52, have you seen Master Attendant?" I said approaching him. "I need her to look over some papers."
"Last I saw her was last night when-" he then looked at the cloth in his hands. "It was last night when she was closing up the restaurant."
'She seems to be with him a lot now, he may be a close friend but I hope nothing is between them.'
"Alright, i'll ask Vodka and Sake, they seem to be with her around during the night." I then started to head towards the door."
   'Nothing is going on between Master Attendant and any other Food Soul right? Pudding and me would have found out through Jello, she can't keep her mouth shut and she really trusts Pudding.'
" I should check the SR floor for Vodka and ask her, if she isn't drunk."
"Brownie! Do your job and get over here!"
Oh no.
"U-uh, Gingerbread! What seems to be the problem..?" I'm screwed, she even yells at Jiuniang. "If there is an issue, it'd be best not to-"
"Shut it you formal bastard!" She then pointed to Sake's room. "Go fetch (Y/N), she isn't in a good situation right now! A problematic one really!" She then grabbed one of her floating gingerbread men and bit it's head off. "I'm going to kill her! She just can't keep ONE promise to us can she?!"
   "All right!" Scary!
   "Oh, by the way Brownie!"
   I turned around hoping I didn't do something wrong. "Yes?"
   She bit off it's leg next. "If (Y/N) is fine, bring her too me." Her gaze softened for a split second before I saw light fire around her sword. "BECAUSE I AM GOING TO MAKE SURE SHE ISN'T!"
Scary!

Like five minutes later lel
   Brownie P.O.V.
   I neared Sake's door and heard a sound I never wanted to hear.
   "Sake~"
Excuse me what? Is she?! With?! Since when?!
   "Give it to me Vodka! I want more..."
Her too?!
   Out of jealousy and rage, I slammed open the door. "Master Atten- what?!"
    Sake was looking at me and Vodka was on the floor drinking some well, sake. (The drink not Sake's, yea...)
   "W-well you see Brownie," he said looking at (Y/N) and Vodka who seemed to be drunk, (Y/N) more that Vodka seeing as Vodka was used to it. "B-52 took (Y/N) to buy some liquor last night seeing as you wouldn't let her go when she announced she was leaving..." he then tried to hide some empty bottles that were on the floor. "So me and Vodka were having a sort of celebration with (Y/N) after defeating that Aizen the other day and we sort of got carried away..."
    "Hey!~" Master Attendant got up and headed my way. "Brownie~"
    "Master Attendant! Be careful!" I caught her in my arms in time before she fell.
    "Hmm, you're so warm..." she then clung on to me a little stronger. She seems tired, and smells heavily of alcohol.          "Brownie, t-take me back to... my... r-room..."
"As you wish Attendant." I turned to Sake. "I'll let Gingerbread handle this, she needs to let off some steam, but take Vodka to B-52 fir-"
   "B-52!" Vodka started to raise her voice a bit. "I go to him for a drink!"
She immediately fell.
   "Good luck Sake."
Time skip to your room
   (Y/N) P.O.V.
  I woke up with a horrible headache, and the light in my room was dimmed. I started to look around and saw a figure reading a book near my bed.
   "Brownie...?"
   "Master Attendant!" He put his book down and rushed to get to my side.
Cute.
   "Where's Vodka? Is... she okay?"
   His soft smile greeted me and I adored his bright blue eyes gazing at me. "She is fine,  just try to get some more rest, that hangover seems pretty bad." He wiped a tear off my cheek and chuckled. "You're crying and you don't even realize it."
   Still being a little drunk and the embarrassment of him being that close to you emotionally, you couldn't hold back what you were about to say. "I love you so much it hurts, and I told you to call me (Y/N)."
   His eyes widened. "Do you really?"
I blushed slightly, just realizing what I said. "Yea, why else would I say that." Damn it! Stop! "You're always there for me when no one else is, not even Pudding. I even had to bribe 'Big Mouth Jello' with Pocky to keep quiet," He doesn't feel the same! "But i'm slightly drunk and running out of snacks so I may as well speak wha-"
I got cut off by a pair of lips on yours. Your blush couldn't get any worse, and after a few seconds you returned the kiss. It was over as quickly as it started and Brownie wasn't looking at you.
"This is when I lose my job as butler... right?" He still looked down and he looked like he was going to cry.
"Of course not!" Even with this headache I still had to reassure him! "I said I like you! I'd never fire you anyways..."
"I like you too (Y/N)." He then started to lay me back down on the bed. "Get some rest, i'll tell the others not to bother you.

Bonus:
Sake P.O.V.
"SAKE!!!" Gingerbread was removing all the liquor in his room and moved it to the restaurant storage. "You know what I said about giving (Y/N) alcohol!"
"Y-yes well, she really bought it for herself, I just wanted a glass..." I then turned to B-52 holding a Vodka that had passed out. "Same with Vodka, she is innocent really."
"And who let her get it?!" Her gingerbread men started to get slightly out of her reach, like they were scared of her or something. "I know for a fact that Brownie knows where she is during the day, and very few Food Souls are awake at night." She then turned to B-52, who prepared his wings to leave. "And the liquor store is two miles away, and she would never got that far for a drink."
"Really I was in the wrong... I suppose..." B-52 said, reaching for the garage remote.
"Well you aren't going out at night anymore!" She smashed the back wheel and exhaust of his bike. "You know how I feel about this."
Damn...

And thats the end of that "I suppose." Please request i'm sorta running out of ideas.
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