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Water damages

This is the first ever fic i've writen so fedback is appreciated

Jack woke up feeling like shit, he then got up, got dressed, put on his makeup and drove to work. When he got there he was greeted by his phone-head-having boss asking why he was late. "I got stuck in traffic" Jack lied, in reality he was late because he was staring at a wall for 25 minutes, but Peter didn't need to know that.

He seemed to take that as a good enough reason, "okay, but don't let it happen again, now go help Ronaldo". With that Jack walked away, he soon arrived in the nasty ass kitchen, "hello Jack, would you please go clobber the rats?" "yeah, sure".

It had been about 30 minutes since Ronaldo had made his request and Jack had managed to kill about 14 rats, he then decided to make some pizza. Him and Ronaldo didn't make anything too fancy, just some regular pepperoni stuff, Jack then wandered off to give out the pizza. He walked around feeding the kids until he got to a table where 3 older looking kids sat, they appeared to be about 12-14 years old and dressed in ripped jeans and jackets.

They were all giggling and Jack could see the oldest looking one was holding something under the table, though he couldn't make out what it was. Just as he was about to offer them some pizza the kid took out a jug of water and tossed it at Jacks face.

His makeup immediately started running, and just as a toddler started screaming thinking Jack was melting phoney and Dave walked in. The only thing they could see and hear was toddlers screaming in fear and Jack trying to hide his face.

Dave immediately rushed over to the orange man to see what had happened while Peter tried (and failed) to calm the kids down. As Jack was explaining, still covering his face with his hands, Peter walked over to the 3 kids who looked like they had just shat themselves and asked them to leave. The kids quickly obliged and left.

"Employee, would you please take him to the saferoom?" Peter "asked'' in a tone that clearly indicated that it wasn't a question. Dave obliged and took Jack away while the phone headed man tried to get the toddlers to stop screaming.

Back in the saferoom the orange man scrubbed his face with a dry towel, soaking up any excess of the water-makeup mix. "You okay, sportsy?" Dave asked in a concerned tone, "yeah, I'm fine" he answered. "That's good, old sport. Phoney's probably gonna come check on ya later." "Okay, I'm gonna go fix my makeup." With that Jack walked off to the bathroom.

It had been an hour by this point and Peter and Jack were sat in the office discussing what had happened "really, it's fine" the tangerine stated, "are you sure? you seemed quite upset, employee." The phone would raise an eyebrow if he had any. "Yeah, seriously, it's fine" Peter seemed suspicious but eventually conceded and told him to go back to work.

The work day eventually ended with everybody going home (or in Dave's case going to Jack's house). The orange man walked into his home, took a shower and then went to bed.

Tomorrow is another day.