Patty Wagon (Stripper! Patryk X Stripper! Reader)

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(Patty wagon idea owned by Offical-Patryk all credit goes to them!)

You were a well-known stripper at Mixed-Love, a strip club. With the stripper name 'Good Time' you really lived up to it.

Mixed Love was supposed to have a new dancer tonight. Male, tall and thin, he was said to 'reel in the ladies' in which his poster did, there was twice as much women and men today.

Your dances were party-based, you'd dance around confetti-covered poles, balloons flying up and party-lights decorating your legs and arms, entwining around you.

The newest stripper, whom you were sure was called Patty Wagon, was a more drinking-based dancer; his set was mainly a green, with prop alcohol-bottles on strings to fall down.

You were after the Bed Leader, but before Gingersnap, two other male dancers. After your more advanced dance, you gave Ginger, a tall, thin and freckled man, a quick reassuring shoulder pat and waited to watch his performance, which was well for a newbie.

Ginger finished well, walking out. The announcer, your boss, came on-stage, yelling; "and, the moment you've all been waiting for, Patty Wagon!"

The lights dimmed for a second as boss walked off stage, then brightened again with a golden tint.

Patty Wagon leapt onstage, you had to admit, he looked amazing and his dance was advanced for a beginner.

Everyone drooled over him, staring at him and him only. Your boss came up behind you, "he's a bit of a competition for you, eh? Well, don't you worry your pretty face none, I have an idea" she smirked, dropping her cigarette and crushing it with her foot.

"Alright, ma'am" you answered calmly, unsure how to react.

Patty finished his dance with a bang, skipping off-stage with the innocence of a child.

"Patty, Patty, my man!" Your boss, Miss Larsson, smiled, "this, Patty, is Good Time, you've heard of her, right?"
"O-oh! I have, I have! Big fan of your work, Miss Good Time!" His enthusiasm made you chuckle lightly, "call me (name), you weren't so bad yourself!"

His cheeks were pink with pride, making miss Larsson laugh, "I have a plan for you two; the best female dancer and the loved and adored male dancer, how about we make us up a little.. Pair?"

You stared at her, "like how?" "Well, King and queen, my dear, leaders of the strip club! Beloved by all their beautiful subjects!" She pointed towards the crowd.

Patty stared at you, you stared back, "may we discuss this, miss?" She nodded her head, "I need the answer by tomorrow!"

"My dressing room" you spoke bluntly, grabbing Patty's hand.

Leading him to your room, you locked the door after he entered.

"So..?" You stared at him, him looking rather thoughtful.

"You get crowns!" Miss Larsson called.

"I'm fucking in– I mean, we need more time, miss.." You mumbled sheepishly, while patty raised his eyebrow.

Distracting yourself by fixing your hair, Patty finally spoke, "I mean.. Crowns?"

"That'd be cool.."
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ahah waddup look I love squidd/grey's idea of patty wagon and I had to

~Mineral

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