Ratatouille: Remy x Rat!Reader

Ratatouille: Remy x Rat!Reader

You sighed as you walked the streets of Paris, staying in the shadows. You stayed on your hind paws in case you ran across some food. You didn't fancy tasting where you'd been, nor washing your paws so frequently. You were a lone rat, your colony having kicked you out a long time ago for being so weird. So much for “family”.

Suddenly you smelled something, something great. You lifted your nose in the air and sniffed more carefully. You picked out several different ingredients...yum...You looked around and noticed you were by a small restaurant. Your stomach growled loudly.

The delicious smells were coming there! You went around to where the dumpster had been placed and dived in. The scraps were better than you had imagined. And there wasn't rat poison anywhere!

You sighed happily after you'd filled up. You found a warm, dry nook and settled in for the night.

You woke up a few hours later, just as dawn broke. People were walking by, probably going to go open the restaurant – was that a rat in one of their hands?!

“Hey, what are you doing? Let him go!” you yelled at the human, scurrying over to him.

The blue rat looked down at you and smiled. “No, no, it's okay, we're friends!” the rat said cheerfully.

“Friends?” You blinked at him.

“Yeah. I'm Remy, this is Linguini,” Remy introduced. He waved at the human – Linguini - and pointed at you. Linguini stooped and picked you up, a friendly smile on his face.

“Hi there,” he greeted.

You nodded cautiously, giving Remy a crazy look. “The human listens to you? What kind of weirdo is he?”

Remy chuckled. “Well, the same type of weirdo as me if I made friends him in the first place.”

You blushed. “Sorry.”

“No, it's okay. You want to come in with us? We can make sure you get a real meal instead of eating of the dumpster.”

Your mouth watered. Breakfast sounded good...Wait a second. “You'll feed me? Just some random rat you found hiding out by your place?”

Remy signaled Linguini and he walked inside with you. “Well, yeah,” he shrugged. “You look really thin. And why not? You'll love this place. What's your name?”

“______,” you replied, smiling.

Remy taught you everything about how the restaurant functioned. You helped cook and even made suggestions that Remy himself didn't think of.

“That's brilliant!” he would say each time and add whatever it was.

You would blush and say thanks.

You were slowly but surely falling in love with this blue furred rat. His colony accepted you with open arms, something you had never expected.

A few months later, you were working with the kitchen with Linguini after hours, making a special dinner for you and Remy. You hoped he would like it as you worked, making a dessert as well.

When you served it to him, he gave you a surprised look. “You made this? For me?” he smelled it, eyes fluttering closed as a smile spread across his face. “Smells great, ______!”

You blushed again. “It was nothing. I just...” You stopped.

Remy looked at you and raised an eyebrow. “You know...you have a tendency to blush around me. And you made a special dinner for me...” He leaned closer to you, your noses almost touching. “I think you like me, ______...”

You blushed deeper and nodded, knowing you couldn't deny it.

Remy smiled softly at you and kissed you.

You squeaked and kissed back. “That was unexpected...”

Remy chuckled. “I love you, _______. I'm glad I met you.”

“I love you too,” you smiled.

~FIN~