No one's POV
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You had done the voice lines for the test Joey made for you, of course it was a bit dificult, but you passed the test with flying colors, everything went well and you were officially on the team for the voice actors.
You had a hard time trying to find the break room, but Susie found you on your confusion and helped you find it.
While the both of you were entering a can of bacon soup was thrown at you directly on the nose and forehead.
"AAGH!!"
You screamed as you fell on Susie, who stopped you from falling the flight of stairs, you held your nose, you could feel blood on your hands, coming from the interior and exterior of your nose.
"Oh shit.."
You looked at the direction that the can was thrown from and found none other than James himself, looking somehow even more pale than he already is.
"What.the.FUCK??"
You shouted towards him, being visibly mad, you got out of Susie's arms, who was visibly surprised at your angered state.
I mean, you've been so shy and happy around everyone until now, so seeing you so mad was a surprise.
You went down the stairs, holding your nose with one hand, while the other held the handrail of the stairs.
Once you were completely down the stairs, you walked towards James, and grabbed him by the collar of his white fully buttoned shirt, while looking at him with the most menacing and creepy look on your face you could make.
"What.was.that..?"
You looked at him directly in the eyes, it was just like when looking at Zachariel's concept design, those eyes were penetrating into his eyes, looking for the slightest guilt he was feeling, and trust me when i say this, the moment he saw it was you.
"I thought it was Norman.."
"And why would you throw something at Norman with such strengh..?"
"We made a bet.. If he could cath everything i threw at him, then i would pay him 20 bucks.."
You kept looking into his eyes for more 5 minutes, and each second that passed, was more and more torture for James.
You let go of his collar, turning around and looking up at Susie, who was frozen in place from how menacing you looked and sounded just now.
"Susie, is there a infarmary in the studio?"
You surprised both Susie and James, your personality did a complete 180 out of nowhere!
"U-Uh yeah! It's pretty close to the music department actually! Come on, let me take you there."
Susie went down the stairs, and led you by the hand up the stairs, when you left the breakroom, she looked back at him and shot him the meanest glare she could do, to wich made James visibly flinch at her.
She led you to the music department, asking if your were ok and if it hurt too much. And each time you would answer so calmly, one would belive you weren't feeling like you nose could fall off your face at any given chance.
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At the infarmary
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"Well mrs. (Your last name), your nose is definetly broken, i'll give you some medication for the pain and patch up your face, but don't worry, you'll be able to work just fine, just please do take care alright? Don't bump your nose anywhere and try not to get hurt alright? I don't want to see you around here so soon!"
"Alright.."
You and Susie left the infarmary, and were met face-to-face with none other than James, he approached the both of you, but more specifically, you.
" (Your name).. L-Look i'm sorry i didn't-"
"It's fine mr. Alamein, after all, accidents happen right?"
The last phrase that came out of your mouth was filled with venom, both Susie and James could feel it.
You walked away from both of them, going to Joey's office to tell him you got injured and would ask for the day off.
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Nothing scarier than a women covered in blood talking with such calmness in their voice, right?
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Fanfiction.( (Y/N), a 17 year old, a voice actress, was in need of a job. Luckly an nearby studio was in need of an voice actress!! How lucky! /or is she?/ She there met people who were special in their own way, from a janitor to a music composer. But there...
