The Smiths had walk thirty-minutes to reach their new neighbor's house on foot, the came to a stop in front of a modern two-story brick house with an upstairs bedroom that leads to the balcony.
"This is beautiful. If the outside is this good, then I can only imagine what the inside must look like." Francine said in delight.
Stan didn't care how glamorous he house was. He knew it was all for show or so his delusional made him believe. "Watch your step everyone, we're stepping in enemy territory. This place is no doubt booby-trapped."
"Stan, will you give it a rest? All I ask is for you to be on your best behavior and leave your terrorist paranoia to yourself." Francine said sternly, careful to not to drop the pie she was holding.
Francine knocks on the door, after a few seconds the door opens, there stands a teen that looked 18. He was 6'2 with the body of an athlete. H/S H/C, with an ocean of E/C eyes. He was wearing a black t-shirt with a peace sign on the center over a red long-sleeved shirt, grey jeans, and low top footwear.
'He's so hot!' Hayley thought, blushing at the H/C haired teen.
"Yes, can I help you?" he asked the Smiths.
"Hello, we're your new neighbors and we came to welcome you the neighborhood. I baked this cinnamon pie as a welcome present for you." Francine said, smiling.
"That's very kind of you, I appreciate it," he said, accepting the pie. "My name is Y/N, by the way, Y/N L/N."
Francine smiled happily that things are turning out and hoped that it remained that way. "It's nice to meet you, I'm Francine Smith." Francine introduced herself then points to Hayley. "This is my daughter, Hayley, my son, Steve, and my husband-"
"Stan Smith." Stan cuts off his wife and offers a handshake to Y/N that he accepts.
"Well, it's nice to meet you. Would you like to come in?" Y/N says, politely.
"We'd be delighted," Francine replied.
See AlsoAmerican dad x male reader - AlexAmerican Dad! Staffel 17 Episodenguide2024 NHL Draft 1st-round results, analysis | NHL.com'This is a perfect opportunity to find out what his plans are. You're going down, terrorist and you don't even know it.' Stan thought.
Before allowing them in, Y/N asked the Smiths to take their shoes off. Francine and her kids did as Y/N requested while Stan was hesitating to do so, but did as he was told to be able to gain access to the H/C's house. They followed Y/N into his house which had been custom made Japanese style. (I'm not saying that you're Asian, but you could be. I was just because of the mission in Japan.)
"Welcome to my humble abode, please make yourselves comfortable." Y/N said kindly, taking a piece of the pie, as he put the rest down onto the table.
"Thank you, I must say you have a very lovely home," Francine said, admiring the house.
Y/N smiled. "Glad, you like it. But, I can't take credit for the designs. All I did was a call to have the place customized and ordered a few things before moving in."
While Y/N was speaking to Francine, Stan was listening in on their conversation for any mention or a secret code regarding his scheme. 'Come on, start talking about your terrorist plots. Just standing there, listening to you both going on about your house is a waste of time.'
"From the way, your house is designed. I'd say that you're somewhat Japanese?" Hayley asked.
"I came from Japan. But, I guess you could say that." Y/N chuckled. "I'm guessing from your appearance, you're a hippie."
Hayley raised her eyebrow. "Is that a problem?"
"Not at all. I have a friend who's the same as you. A strong woman who fights for what she believes in." Y/N replied.
"She sounds like someone I would want to meet," Hayley said.
"Unfortunately, she doesn't stay in one place for very long, since she likes to mostly travel over the world. But, now and then, she goes to her hometown to visit her parents, and she always invites me over. If you like, you could come with me." Y/N offered.
"I'd like that, actually," Hayley said.
Stan was growing impatient still waiting to hear Y/N's terrorist pilot. 'Damn it, at this rate I'll never figure out what he is planning. Guess, I'll have to pry it out of him.' Stan thought deviously.
"So, terrorist where are your parents? Are they terrorist, too?" Stan says, narrowing his eyes at Y/N.
"STAN/DAD!" Francine and Hayley exclaimed in unison. Both of them were outraged by what he said to their hot neighbor.
Y/N bows his head down in sadness. "Sadly, they were killed when I was only 4."
The Smiths were shocked to hear that he was an orphan, minus Stan, of course, being insensitive. Believing that his parents' death was an act of deception.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry." Francine sympathizes then glares at her idiotic husband. "Stan you owe, Y/N an apology."
Y/N puts his hand on Francine's smooth and soft skin of a shoulder and gives her a kind smile. "It's alright, I'm used to it."
Francine nodded the preceded to ask, "Who's taking care of you?"
"No one actually, after losing my parents, my mother's best friend took me in. I had no problem calling her mom since she has always been there for me even before my parent's death. Two years ago, she was sadly taken from me by the same person that murdered my parents and I was left alone. Though, after her death, she left me everything to me in her will. I inherited a 450 billion dollars." Y/N half lied.
"Wait a minute! You're loaded!?"
"Yeah, I am." Y/N replied.
"That is awesome. We should totally be hanging out, I'll even show you the best places to spend your money." Steve said, imaging himself riding in a limo full of a beautiful woman in bikinis.
"Steve, pretending to be friends with someone just cause he has money is selfish and wrong," Hayley said, disgusted that her little brother was attempting to take advantage of Y/N.
"I've never imagined being neighbors with a billionaire. Let alone one that would live in a place like this." Francine said, not have a problem with it. She'd thought he'd rather be living in a mansion rather than just a two-story house.
"I'm only here temporarily until my mansion is completed."
"That explains what the construction workers were doing," Francine said, having seen construction site up further up the road.
"Y/N, what school are you going to?" Hayley questioned curiously to know if he'll be attending the same community college as her.
"Next week, I'll be attending Pearl Bailey High School." Y/N replied, much to Hayley disappointment.
"You'll be attending the same school as me. I can't wait to introduce you to my friends, Snot, Toshi, and Barry." Steve says as he was fantasizing of Y/N buying him and his a bunch of games.
"Great, I can't wait." Y/N says, unenthusiastic. He turned his attention back to Francine, "By the way, Francine that pie you made was incredible."
"I'm glad you liked it."
"Have you ever considered opening a bakery?" Y/N asked the blonde.
"Well, no. No one has ever asked me that before." Francine answered truthfully. The only people she has only cooked for was her family and other occasions, like for Stan's friends from the CIA. But, it would give me something to do in my spare time.
"If you like, I can help you get your own business started." Y/N said, unaware of the glare Stan was giving him.
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Author's Note
Sadly, I'll have to stop this. I have to go, but that doesn't mean I'll stop working. I hope you enjoyed this. I'm not totally sure If I got there personality or actions correct. But, anyway, You're gonna have to wait for the next chapter. Because this is getting started. Bye Bye.
