Waylon Smithers #4


Do you ever get one of these really stressful days at work where NOTHING goes right? Well that's how it was for Smithers today. No matter how hard he tried to stay calm, everything was just testing his patience. It all started this morning before work as he got a very shocking and unpleasant letter, the type that just left him stunned the entire day. Now no one knew what it said as he didn't want to speak of it, but it clearly affected his mood the whole day. The plant employees and his boss didn't exactly help either.

"SMITHERS!" Yelled Mr Burns and Smithers rushed to his attention as he could be heard from the other side of the plant.

"Where's my lunch?" He demanded. "It better not be cold by now"

"What do you mean? Didn't you pack your lunch?" Smithers was puzzled by what he meant by this.

"You promised me you would make me something today! Now where is it?"

Smithers went pale and wished the ground would just swallow him up right now. For a thin and weak old man, Mr Burns could be pretty terrifying. "I uh..." he gulped as he tried to confuse that he forgot from the stress that he was under.

"Yes...?"

"I..." he twiddled his thumbs and tried to tell the truth, but alas, a lie came out. "It's here! Just lemme go get it, sir!" He excused himself and ran off and made a beeline to the door. The employees were having lunch and called him over but he had no time to answer.

"Mr Smithers!" Homer called.

"Not now, Simpson!" He replied impatiently. "Waa" he cried as he slipped on a sandwich as landing face-forward on the ground. "Who left this here?" He demanded angrily as he got up, fixed his glasses and wiped down his dirty clothes.

"That was me, sorry" Carl confessed with an awkward grin.

"Hmmph" Smithers groaned as he ran outside to go buy something for Mr Burns lunch. "What the-"

"Sorry Mr Smithers, i forgot to tell you about that box of tacks i spilled" Lenny explained.

"My tires!" Smithers yelled. "oh what am i supposed to do now?" He panicked as he didn't know what to do now. He didn't notice you watching him and the concern in your eyes. "A-and what did Homer do?" He asked, his red, bloodshot eyes wide as he slowly turned around, his nerves about shatter.

"What do you mean what did i do?" Homer asked, chewing on a doughnut.

"If these two caused this much damage then I'd hate to think just what you did"

"I did nothing! I was a perfect angel as always!" Homer smiled innocently.

"SMITHERS? WHERE'S MY LUNCH?" Mr Burns yelled and that wad the final straw.

"AAAAAGH!!" Smithers screamed and everyone watched as he broke down and cried as he pulled the hair out of head as he couldn't take much more. "WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? MR BURNS IS GONNA HAVE MY GUTS FOR GARTERS!!!" he started hyperventilating as everyone watched with their eyes and mouths wide in shock. All except you.

"Mr Smithers, i-" You approached him.

"WHAT?!?"

"Here, i heard what's wrong. Take my lunch. I heated up last nights takeaway leftovers. Please" You said and smiled softly.

He looked at you in disbelief. "You sure?" He asked, feeling a little calmer in your presence.

"Of course! Now go!"

"Well, i don't know what to say"

"Thanks will do nicely" You smiled.

Smithers left quickly and presented Mr Burns with your lunch, which pleased him greatly. Mr Burns was happy and so was Smithers. After work, he was sure to confront you about this and to show his gratitude.

"Oh, (y/n), I've been meaning to say thanks to you for giving up your lunch to me today, it means a lot" Waylon smiled as he really wanted you to know just how much he appreciated it.

"It's fine. I'm guessing he enjoyed it?"

"He loved it"

"Well, i could see you were clearly stressed and had to do something. I'm a little hungry now though"

"Well I'd imagine so as it's almost dinner time. Say, how's about i pay you back somehow?"

"How?"

"Well your hungry, would you like to go out for dinner?" He offered.

"hmm" You thought about his offer. He was kinda cute and you were kinda starving. "Sure, I'd love to"

"Great! Then it's a date!" He cheered.

"This is a date?"

"Well, it doesn't have to be if you don't want it to be" He chuckled awkwardly.

"Who said i didn't? Come on, silly!" You laughed and left with him.

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