Ducks and Danny (Danny DeVito X Reader)

The Quest of Fate (Chapter One)

There he was...

The man...

The myth...

The beauty...

He is...
Danny DeVito.

You knew from the moment you saw his glorious workout videos at five, that he was the one for you.

Staring at the screen, your heart fluttered as you watched the 194-pound man squat in his undeniable sliver leotard. Even when your parents tried to take him away, seeing how it was basically porn for you, you knew that your love for Danny DeVito will continue on...

And now you've grown.

You're now a thirty-seven-year-old working for Quackers Wackers, a prestigious rubber ducky manufacturing company. Your boss has called you in for a discussion.

"Yes, Sir Lancelot McFry-C Jr?" You say while entering his office.

"Please {Reader}, you know you can call me by my street name, Micky Fry." He replies, gesturing you to take a seat.

You sit down and try to maintain eye contact with his two lazy eyes.

"As you know..." He started, "China just legalized Rubber Duckies. This is a huge business opportunity for our company. Since you're in charge of suggestive ducky poses for the commercials, I want you to get started with-"

You zone out as he goes on and on with his speech. You're too busy thinking about whether you left the oven on or not until you hear...

"-Danny DeVito..."

You jolt up, hearing the name of a God (capitalized too). Your sudden shift in movement attracts your boss' lazy eyes.

"Is something the matter, {Reader}? You're not having another seizure, are you?"

You had to take a second to come back to reality after almost fainting out from being smitten, "I'm sorry... but what did you just say?"

He jiggled his eyes (which meant he was rolling them) over you blanking out again. "I said..." He impatiently started, "That I want Danny DeVito to be in our first commercial. After all... the Chinese can't get enough of him!"

You didn't know if your body was trembling from nervousness or with excitement. What you did know, however, that this was officially the best day of your life. Before Micky Fry could finish his idea of having Danny make out with the ducks, you stood up, shook his hand, accepted the job and immediately got to work.

This was your time. You've been waiting thirty-two years for this, and it was totally worth it. Not only do you get to finally have sweet Dan in your grasp, but the tracking devices you secretly implanted on him will benefit your company with getting ahold of him. You crossed your fingers for a raise.

Yes, your tracking device may be made from some wire and a bug zapper but what mattered is that it worked.

You tinker with the device and finally get a signal, giving the coordinates to a location in Paris, France.

The sight of your love fills you with determination.

"Time to pack my bags..."