Hi! I'm new to Fanfiction. I'm kindof a hopeless romantic and stuff. I get all mushy sometimes. So anyways I've seen some people do a characterXreader fanfic so I'm going to try one! I'm going to do every agent to make everyone happy. In case of any male fanfictioners out there, even Dot. I'M DOING IT FROM A BOY'S PlOINT OF VIEW! It's ok to be critical. I love constructive criticism.

You were hired at the PSA a few years ago, it now being the EPF. Tactical agent. Third in class already. You spent mkst of your time in the training room, running the track mostly, and were there whenever you could be. Sometimes, you would be joined by others training or asked to help new recruits get to the proper skill level needed.

One day when you were out scouting the islad, you spotted a strange light conibg from the tallest mountain. Keepin your eye on it, you decide to walk over to the base of the enormous rock structure from the docks.

When you are in the ski village and when you least expect it, the light moved. You then realized it wasn't a light, but a reflection.

"What the-?" You ask yourself.

It disappeared. From behind you heard a motor, turning around just in time to see the tactical lead, Jet pack Guy crash into you from the sky.

You were slammed into the pole of the chair lift and Jet crashed a little further, landing on the bottom of the hill. When you look down, you see your arm is bleeding badly. You try not to let him notice, for the fact that you don't want anyone to worry about you. He was easily able to stand up and brush himself off, then came to see if you were alright.

"Hey, you ok there, (y/n)?" He asked walking around from behind you.

"Yeah I think." You answer still clenching your arm in your flipper.

"That's the first time I've crashed in a while. I ran outta fuel." You squeaked in pain quietly, yet loud enough for him to hear. "Sure you're alright?" He asked kneeling beside you. Before you could nod, he took your flipper off of your arm.

"It's not that bad really." You insisted.

"Oh really? How about if I move it?" He joked looking into your eyes and positioning his hands like he was going to bend your arm at the joint.

"No that won't be...necessary." His eyes were so dark and "handsome" you just couldn't help but get lost in them.

"Let's get your back to the HQ, (y/n)." He helped you up and together, walked into the EPF.


A few days after the accident, you decided to run some laps in the gym. Passing Jet pack Guy, who was lifting weights, you tried your hardest not to blush when he looked up and smiled at you. All you did was smile back luckily and blushed, finally, when you got into the other room.

"Hi, (y/n)." Dot greeted. She had been helping a new trainee.

"H-hi."

"Nervous about something?"

"No I just...I."

"Yeeees?" The purple, blonde haired stealth agent anticipated.

"I may have a tiny little itty bitty minor small microscopic crush on someone." You confessed.

"OHHHH WHO?" She asked simultaneously stopping her running-in-place.

"Keep your voice down!" You commanded. "Ok I'll tell you." Dot smiled and waited for the answer. "It's...JetPackGuy." You tried to say his name quickly so she couldn't hear, but she did.

"Awww tell me why you like him."

You started, not knowing that he was standing around the doorway, listening. "Well he's like REALLY handsome and nice and smart..." You zoned out rambling on about how you like him.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh...(y/n)." Dot tried cutting your off.

"He's a result good agent, a little on the buff side if I do say so myself." You mumbled the second part. "He's intelligent, and trustworthy-"

"(Y/N) You may want to turn around." Dot said.

"What?" Dot pointed behind you. When you turned around, you crashed into Guy, who stood at least a foot taller than you. You gasped when you backed away.

"SORRY GOT TO GO BYE!" You said nervously teleporting to the tallest mountain.

A half hour later, Jet was flying around and doing a bit of practicing. He spotted you sitting on the mountain and landed a few feet from you. You kept your head down hoping that he was only lending to check his fuel to avoid another accident, but you heard the sound of crunching snow nearing you.

"Hey." He said sitting next to you. You looked up at him when he spoke. "You really mean what you said back there?"

"Maybe." You said shyly putting your head back down.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed." He took your chin and lifted it up. When you or it up, you found that his beak was pressed against yours. You both looked into each other's eyes. He was smirking.

"Maybe I feel the same way."

I've been seeing a lot of Gary the Gadget Guy fans out there so guess who's next!?