We'll meet again Neferpitou x OC

Chapter 39

Jon's POV

"Please just do this for me man" I was begging Dirk to do my laundry. "My clothes smell like drugs and death" I begged.

"Orangutang noises"

"What kind of secretary extorts people for money" I asked surprised. I corrected myself before Dirk had a meltdown "I mean consultant to the detective"

Vrrrr Vrrrr

"1 second" I muttered. I picked up the new call. "Ahem" 'Time to see if Nen works through phones' "FUCK! Off!" I screamed at the top of my lungs to the asshole over the phone and hung up.

"Oh sorry, I just came to tell you that your airship is ready" The worker said sounding a little scared. 'Fuck, wrong person'

I put aside my stuff so I could stand up and apologize to the poor employee. "Oh... sorry I was talking to someone on the phone"

"Let me show you to your ship" The woman started leading us away.

I picked up the fast-food bag and said "Thank you" Neferpitou and I followed the woman to the ship.

After we got inside, "You can take off the bathrobe now" I said asking for it with my hand out.

"Thank god" Neferpitou took off the bathrobe and threw it at me. "How long till we get there?" Pitou asked taking off the baseball cap and sunglasses.

"Not too long" I said slipping on my robe. "As long as I don't crash" After saying that I went into the cockpit. (Cockpit = dickhole)

"Please tell me that's a joke" Pitou asked through the door.

I just ignored her. I started flipping switches, pressing buttons, and turning keys. 'Do I even know how to fly' I turned on the airship. "I wonder if there's a manual?" I asked sarcastically knowing Neferpitou would hear me. 'I should probably look for one just in case. Do planes have a glove compartment. Nah!'

15 minutes later

'I wonder if there's a microphone? That'd be fun to mess with' I started pressing more buttons. "Autopilot engaged"

"Task failed successfully" I said, happy I can sleep the rest of the way. 'Blanket' I left the cockpit.

"So how long exactly will it take to get there" Neferpitou was sitting on a couch I didn't notice before.

"I don't know" I shrugged. "I'm gonna try and sleep through the rest of the flight" I said searching the room for a blanket. "I shouldn't have to say this but Do. Not. Wake me up" I sternly said.

"I take offence to that" She responded.

'If I were a sheet of a soft fabric where would I be. Around my sleeping body would be nice? Wait a second I have a bathrobe' I held up the fast-food bag. "If you get hungry there's food in here. One of them isn't meat" I explained before going into the cockpit and plopping down on in my captain's chair. I draped my robe over me and passed out.
(I don't feel like reading this for errors so just point them out for me or don't)

(Jon's 3 favourite colours are, the word noir, black coffee, and whatever colour trench coated wearing(I was so bored at work that that dumb joke made me cry))