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Gandra never thought that she'd fall for a man before in their life. She was attracted to them, yes, but holy shit were most of them 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 it wasn't even worth it. So, she queered out and went for everyone besides men.
Girls that wore tanktops, were masculine but too lazy to do any exercise, with occassional eyeliner tracing a rebellious black line along their lids, and gender-fucked people who refuse fitting into a binary mold, wearing ripped and destroyed jeans and sporting masculinity in unexpected ways—that was their type. Never really a man, specially not a 𝘤𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯.
Yet here she was, lying down peacefully in the bed of Fenton Crackshell Crabrera, staring at his dumb blank face while he zoned out in his little mindscape probably thinking about how to impress them or something. Fenton's arms were locked tight around their neck like letting go would kill him, when she gave him a glance he returned it with a 'charming', 'handsome' smirk. Gandra hacked and coughed, "Suit- suit!", they couldn't laugh, but she had to.
"What? Did- did something happen?" The duck looked for something wrong with the room, the bed—then giving himself a police patdown only stopping when Gandra grabbed his shoulders, giggling a little, "No, it's just funny when you do something stupid." They smiled, amused. "Oh!" Fenton snickered, yeah, he probably 𝘥𝘪𝘥 look stupid smirking like that. "Sorry Dee, I just never really... Had a girlfriend." The smile on Gandra's face widened, "Of course." She messed up his hair ruffling his head, before smacking him away silly. "Ow! come on :(" He was so cute and pathetic, it made Gandra want to squish his head and kill him. He was probably autistic, and they liked that.
"Love ya, suit." The chicken wrapped her wing around Fenton's soft feathers, pulling the man closer against them until him and her were both cuddling up close like a couple of eggs in a nest. He embraced the punk, head using their chest as a soft, gentle pillow. Fenton rested below her chin, and from this view Gandra couldn't help but soften up at how adorable he was, a sci-fi superhero acting like a little princess. And Gandra was glad to be his prince.