le fishe x reader satire fanfic

by yugolemoncorgi

uhh um my first story yay haha- i tried to make it as r o m a n t i c as possible, and it's only one chapter for now.

Le Fishe x me?

(satire)

I was going to the bathroom, "I stink, I should take a shower." I think to myself. I walk into the bathroom and there he is, waiting for me in the bathtub. "Bonjour mon cher." he says in his deep welcoming voice. I start to blush, "Le Fishe?" I whisper to him. My gaze meets with his, and the fish in the tub nods, "J'ai faim, mon cher." he says to me, wagging his tail fins.

"You're hungry?" I ask. His glittering amber eyes stare back at me approvingly. I go to the kitchen and find some frozen peas in a bag. "I guess this will do." I say to myself. I hear a loud splashing noise come from the bathtub. I rush into the bathroom with the peas. Le Fishe is nowhere to be seen, I start to sob. "No! Le Fishe, where are you?!" I desperatley call for my fishy friend.

I turn my back away from the tub and go to the kitchen to thaw the peas, after all, they are still good to eat. I hear the splashing noise once more, and the sound of relaxing accordion music coming from my bathtub. I dash in with the peas, and see Le fishe with a rose in his mouth and candles illuminating the room, and I hear the accordion playing from my phone. "How the hell did he get my phone... Wait, everything is in French, is this his phone?" I think to myself. "Mon cher..." the fish starts, "...avez-vous apporté les petits pois?" he asked. I have no idea what he just asked, but I dip my finger with a pea on it in the tub.

Le Fishe swims towards my finger, and gently grabs the pea and eats it. "Suite, mon cher..." he requests. I put a handful of peas on your hand and dip it in the tub. The large fish ate the pile of peas, enjoying in every bite. "Mmm..." he says once he finishes the pile. I lift my hand out of the tub, they are wrinkly. I don't care, dumping the entire rest of the bag in the tub.

"C'est tout pour moi?" he questions. "What the hell did he just ask?" I think. I reluctantly nod, and Le Fishe starts eating the peas. I watch him eat the peas, with him staring back at me. He finishes the bag of peas, "Merci, mon cher," he says in his pleasant voice.