Anyone But You (Grammarly x PWA)

Morning Meeting (Grammarly)

"Fucking god damnitttttt!" Grammarly screamed as she pulled on her coat, sprinting down her line of code like a bat out of hell. "Stupid bitch, how are you late?"

Seconds later, she stumbled into the room, all but crashing into the lime green firewall, accepted in. Panting heavily, she watched as many eyes became transfixed on her. 

A deep, teasing tone sounded from a dark corner. The tall, slender woman with her dress jacket hanging on her shoulder looked at her with dark green eyes. One hand with a solid white ring on her thumb as she pushed up her glasses. "Late." 

She stood tall, combing her fingers through her wolf cut as she forced a cool smile. Fuck you. She thought it, wanted to say it, she really did. "Fashionably." 

"Annoyingly," another woman corrected, claw-like nails tapping against the obsidian black table only she sat at. Six folders were stacked up in front of her. Her eyes were static, so were her fangs, tie, and claws. "Everyone, take a seat."

With haste, they all did so, some more desperate to stay in her good graces than others. 

"Since it has been a year since you all have seen eachother. Reluctantly or not," The beastly yet regal woman of void and static looked between the two writing sevices. "introdce yourselves."

"Oh, oh! C-c-can I go first?" A small being asked, holding her hand up and all but jumping onto the table with excitment, she had a wagging wolf tail, and a bright orange hoodie with a 'W' on the chest. Her face screamed fourteen to sixteen but her behavor was that of someone far less mature. 

Grammarly smiled, she was cute. 

"If you calm down, I will allow it." The woman said. 

"Thanks mommy!" 

The table tensed, yet the unaware pup continues without skipping a beat. "Hi! My name is Wattpad and I like reading and writing! Mostly in a big cozy bed until four am--"

The woman's hand slammed onto the table, making everyone but the wolf flinch. "Get to the point."

"Yes ma'am! Okay so, I'm kinda something used for people to make things! Usually stories about what it's like being in highchool. As you guessed, most are wolf or anime related! Anyway, thats all, nice to meet you all!" 

She was going to adopt her, no one was going to stop her. Not even the static that spoke calmly.

"Good enough, I suppose, you at least stayed on topic this time." 

"Thanks, mommy!" 

"I'll go next as a pallet clenser," a woman in red sighed, rubbing her temple. "I am also for stories, but obviously for the more seriouse story crafters of the White Noise. My name is Archive of our own, but just call me Ao3"

Grammarly glanced at PWA, her had an impressed smile hidden behind her hand. 

She was going to steal both from her. The thought made her smile as she looked back at the woman win a hoodire and dress, shirt. "Nice to meet you Ao3, I hope we work together more soon." 

"We already do," she said, nodding her head towards PWA, who snickered. 

Despite everything in her body, the pull of her code trying to force her head and body away. But she did it, she looked at that smug fucking face. "Maybe show up on time later, you might get the quality partner." She said, her voice as smooth as fine wine.

Her blood boiled and her stomach really regretted her consuming megabite on her way there. She swollowed her ache before spitting venom.  "Unlike you, I know how to make due with a diamond in the rough." She looked to wattpad, who was staring off into the void with one braincell to her name. Her hope didn't flicker out from the sight. She was probably thinking of at least a thousand stories a minute.

"A lump of coal, you mean," PWA said, chuckling to herself. Ao3 also shared the humilaiation of the unaware being.

"Next," the static said, bored with the insults.