The Swan - (Reader x Doflamingo)

+*Miss Wedensday*+

"Do you really think i'm ready for this?"  I inquired my boss. Nervousness brimming within me as I spoke. "I'm not exactly that high in ranks and..-" I began to ramble before being hushed by the man who was originally sitting quietly in front of me as he spoke.

"Y/N, Y/N.." The man sighed. Pinching the bridge of his stitched nose. A small annoyed smile plastered on his face. "Are you going to keep rambling or let me get to the point Miss Late Wednesday.." The man chuckled reaching to put out a blunt in the ashtray at the end of his desk. Before returning his attention to me.

"I don't know anyone better who can go through with such a task better than you. It's truly simple, you'll be undercover. Gather a bit of intel for me. Get out alive and be on with your life." The man carried on. Rising from his leather seat which creaked from his weight. Coming around the desk to directly face me.

I narrowed my eyes in spite as I slightly leaned back in my seat as he neared me. Resting a large hand on my shoulder. "I will not be taking no as a answer from one of my subordinates." He said narrowing his eyes at me. Causing my momentary spiteful look to waver as my eyes widened a bit darting down. As a cold sharp chill grazed my neck.

"So tell me. This plan of yours..." I said between breaths. Sighing softly to calm my nerves. "You'll see soon enough." The man chuckled at my change of demeanor. "I need you here the moment the sun rises to greet tomorrow. Then you'll get all the information you need got that?" The man asked me glaring down at me awaiting a response. Before I finally spoke.

"Yes Mr Zero."

At that I stood taking my leave. Feeling his cold white eyes stabbing knives in my back as I left the room. Once out I walked aimlessly down a hall until I bumped shoulders with someone. I gazed up meeting the person's gaze. Miss Tuesday.. The closest thing I had to a friend in this dump.

"You look rough." Tuesday noted, as she looked me up and down. "THANKS for stating the obvious girl."  I grumbled out, narrowing my eyes at her. "Well damn. Don't get snappy with me. Who stuck a stick in your ass?" Tuesday scoffed feigning offense at my snarky remark. "Now tell me all about it." Tuesday said as she changed direction keeping pace with me.
"Want a coffee?"

Time Skip

Sitting silently across from Tuesday. I stirred my coffee slowly in thought. Me as a spy? No way not me. Things like that get people killed everyday. I thought to myself. Suddenly groaning out loud. Causing Tuesday to jump and give me a slightly annoyed look.

"Girl, what is wrong with you?" She asked me, tilting her head. "We have been sitting here for almost a hour now. Yet you still haven't told me anything!" She grumbled, resting her cheek on her hand. "What's up? Tell me something please before I melt away like a slug under salt.." She said beginning to sink down into her chair with a long over exaggerated sigh.

I smiled slightly at  her actions. Subtly rolling my eyes before finally getting my words out. "Mr Zero just assigned me a  High-Risk mission." I finally said before continuing. "Wanna guess where to? Thats right, Dress fucking rosa." I said slamming my hands on my desk. Tuesday quirked a brow at me taking a small sip of her coffee.

"Sooo whats the problem with that?" Tuesday asked me, craning her head to the side. Clearly not understanding my frustration. "Whats the problem? The damn problem is. He wants me to slither my slimy snake ass into a death pit. Butter them up and just get away with it."  I  said as I slammed my hands on the table. "Thats the problem.." I said before dropping to a lower whisper murmuring sorry to bystanders who've unfortunately bared witness to my little outburst.

"Okay okay, first of all snakes aren't slimy they are scaly. Two how and the hell did he determine you'd be good for such a job over all his higher ranks?" She asked, surely he has a reasoning." Tuesday said softly as she tried piecing things together. "Did he tell you anything besides all of what you told me?" Tuesday asked, finishing her last sip of coffee before lifting a finger to beckon over the barista.

"No, he said i'm just a perfect fit.. In other words i'd say he just told me that I was royally fucked in the butt, in my opinion." I said as I sat back in my seat crossing my arms with a sigh. "What do I do Tuesday?" I asked her softly as I relaxed a bit.

"Theres nothing you can do. I guess it sucks to be fucked." Tuesday shrugged slightly before tipping the barista. "I will try to help you out to the best of my ability though?" She said with a awkward smile as she seen the features on my face tense up from her words.

"You really are a bitch." I chuckled shaking my head at her. Before standing up from the table laying down some money. "Your favorite bitch." She said raising her eyebrows at me."I guess i've got preparing to do." I said with a sigh of annoyance. "Stay safe Tuesday." I said before leaving the café. Let off with a small wave from Tuesday.

Home

By the time i'd made it home. The sun had fallen behind the horizon greeting nightfall. I stumbled into my small yet cozy home. Making my way to my bedroom where a small black cat lays in my bed. Startling upon noticing that I entered the room. "Hey spooky.." I cooed to the cat beckoning him over. He eventually slinked over flopping into my lap purring softly.

"I'm gonna be gone for quite a while this time man.." I said as I ran my fingers through the cats short black coat. The feline simply gazed up at me as I mentioned having to go. He huffed opting to ignore me so he can sleep peacefully. "You don't care either huh?" I joked as I picked up the cat looking at his grouchy old face. "Welp, I may as well start getting ready." I said as I stood, letting the cat dangle from my hands for a moment before dropping him letting his flop back onto my bed.

"For whatever it is tomorrow holds for me..."

(Thats ending of this section!)
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Part2: Heres The Plan (Unpublished)