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"Nope, nope, nope. Why the hell do you even do this. Hust push it off on your department heads" Rumi tossed my papers to the floor
"I hand pick because my agency is supposed to be tight nit. If i dont know every person in my agency what kind of boss am I? And throwing applications on the floor is Not Helpful" I glare
"I didn't say I wanted to help with this. I wanted to talk about my-"
"I don't wanna hear about your new boyfriend either" I felt my feathers bristle. I'm tired of this subject
"You would if you had someone"
"I'll date when heros have more free time" I scoff looking over another bleak resume
"Honey, that isn't happening any time soon. You could have a line 3 blocks long if these were dating applications"
"They are job applications though and-"
"What are your criteria again?"
"Someone who can help my paper team" I rub my forehead trying to relax, "I need someone who can use social media comfortably and work on a team. They need to organize all the file reports by who, when, and where with the article attached. Then turn in the catalog of the data collected each quar-"
"Boring. How about looks. Who's your type pretty boy?" Rumi tossed another report
"If I tell you will you help me?"
"You got a deal chicken wings"
I sigh heavily trying to mull it over. Who is my type? "Someone nice I guess?"
"How about looks?"
"Dont care about looks. I just want..." I sink down into my arms on my desk, "I guess I just want someone who can understand?"
I about jump out of my skin when the whole stack Rumi was holding is tossed in the air. She slammed an application onto my desk with a proud smile, "Hire her"
I get my feathers to work cleaning the papers on the floor while grabbing the application, "Uh huh, give me a reason. A real one"
"I've got 2. Right there" she pointed to the applicant picture...those are...wings?
I started reading the application. They have the needed credentials. They went to UA? They were even in the hero course. Shouldn't they be?
"They'd be a good side kick"
"Hells yeah. And she's cute" Rumi winked
"Im not gonna date an employee. That's a power advantage" I huff
"If it bothered her she'd just quit. She could just come work for me" Rumi shrugged
I frown but sigh. She does have everything for this job. If I don't hire her I know Rumi will do something drastic, "Fine. I'll hire her but you stay out of this. I'm not promising anything"
"One condition" Rumi smirked sitting back in her seat
I raise a curious brow
"She needs to be your new work out buddy"
"Again, power advantage"
"Who else can get on your level than another avi-type? My training went through the roof when I started training with that kangaroo mouse"
She has a point...having a flying partner would be nice? I don't think I've ever taken a long flight with anyone. They could also have new techniques and wing stretches. I can see the advantages.
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My Love, My Dove
Fanfictionget it? I'm redoing it so I switched it? yeah I know it's dumb. fight me and my bad humor.