Gyro's Intern [A DuckTales Reader Insert]

Chapter 5 {Beaks it up}

"...with almond infused foam. Infused." Mark finished telling (Y/n) how he liked his coffee, while she wrote it down.

"Yes, sir." the young duck responded.

"Get it and get right back here, okay?"

(Y/n) nodded and left to go to Starducks.

Upon entering the coffee shop, she ordered Mark's coffee and her own, which Mark had said he'd pay for, and paid using an app on one of Mark's many extra phones. As she stepped to the side to wait for the drinks, she heard a ding from the bell above the door, and turned to see Fenton walking in. He saw her as well, and went to talk to her.

"Hey, Fenton!" (Y/n) beamed. He responded with a 'hey', and she continued, "Getting Dr. Gearloose's coffee?"

"Yeah. You getting coffee for yourself?" he asked.

"Yup. And Mr. Beaks."

"Beaks?" Fenton gave the girl a slightly confused look.

"Oh, right. I haven't told you. I, uh... I'm working for Mark Beaks." she sheepishly smiled. Fenton had told her that he wasn't a nice man, but he seemed fine to her.

"(Y/n)! Why?!"

"He offered me the job, and said he'd pay me."

Fenton sighed, calming himself down.

"(Y/n), he's not a good man."

The young duck only looked at him stubbornly.

"(Y/n)?" he name was called by one of the baristas. (Y/n) got the coffees, and started out the door, but Fenton caught her by the arm, so he could tell her one last thing.

"Just be careful, Prima."

With that, Fenton let go of (Y/n)'s arm, and she walked out of the coffee shop.

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"I've got your coffee, sir!" (Y/n) stuck the coffee out to the bird, and he accepted it.

"Thank you, (Y/n)!" he took a sip, "Delicious!" he complimented, going back to his work, "So, do you like music?"

"Yeah." (Y/n) responded. He hummed in response.

"Walk with me." he set down what he was working on, and started out the door, going down the hallway, with (Y/n) following behind, "So, you haven't been here long enough to see one, but at least once an hour, we have a mandatory dance break," they then had arrived at the front desk area, "And I want you to choose the song this time!"

He pulled out his phone, opened an app, and handed it to (Y/n). He told her to pick a song and press play. She found one of her favorite upbeat songs and clicked it. Suddenly, people appeared, seemingly, out of thin air, and started dancing. (Y/n) looked over at Mark, and saw that he was dancing on his hoverboard. (Y/n) laughed at the sight. She was hesitant about dancing at first, but Mark ended up pulling her into the dance party.

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"But, sir-"

"No," Gyro sighed, "There's nothing we can do. At least not right now." he looked up at Fenton, "Honestly it was a lot for me to just let her off the hook."

Fenton sighed, and went back to his work. He missed the young duckling. The lab just wasn't the same without (Y/n). Everyone was more melancholic. They just did their work silently.

"I figured it out!" Dewey exclaimed, bursting into the lab. He struck a dramatic pose, his hands on his hips, and his eyes gleaming, as he stared off into the distance. There was a brief awkward silence, as Dewey just stood there in his pose, then Fenton spoke.