A psycho's desire

chapter: 15

Quackity's POV:

I just arrive at the building and I saw Wil. He looked like he was waiting for me. He basically ran up to me. "Hi! I'm so happy you're here!" He said.

"Yeah, thankfully I didn't get lost" I said. "Follow me" he said. I followed him to his office. "This is my office, you'll be here in in your own office. No one else." He said.

"Where my office?" He asked. He pointed to a door. So my office was in his office?

"So everytime I'll go to it, I'll have to walk through your office?" I asked. "Yes! It's amazing! I'll see you so often!" He smiled.

He showed me my office, of course it wasn't big like Wil's but it was enough. There was my desk then some couches for my appointments.

"This is really nice" I said. "I knee you'd like it! I made it when I made this building, I was thinking of you." He said. "You made this building?!" I asked. "Mhm, our building now!" He said.

"Great.. who's my first client?" I asked. "uh- it should be on your computer" he said.

I sat down on my desk, "what's the password?" I asked. "It's IloveWil" he said. "Weird.." I whispered.

I checked my schedule and I saw some people already wanted to book with me. "I work from 9 am to 4 pm right?" I asked him. "Yes, you do! And you have a lunch break at 12-1pm! Don't forget!" He said. "Okay, okay.." I said.

I made my first appointment 10 am to 11am as it was 9:30 am. It was with a guy named George, my brother? "See you soon, love!" He said walking out.

My second appointment was with my son.. odd, but I'm glad he wants to talk to me. That appointment was 11:30 am to 12:30 pm. That's fineeee.

I had one more appointment in the afternoon, I decided to just post my availability and people can make appointments when I'm available. But I'm limited to only 3 a day.

Soon enough, I heard a knock. "Come in!" I said. It was my brother.. I didn't know he worked here. "Hi! Oh- I didn't realize you worked here.." he said. "Please don't blackmail me with anything I say today.." he said. "I won't! I pinky promise! And you know I don't break my pinky promises." I said.

He smiled and sat on the couch, I sat down on the couch in front of him. I had tissues and I had two note books. One to write down stuff and the other was his medical record.

"What is it you'd like to talk about?" I asked. "I just- I'm so tired.." he said. "Of?" I asked. "Everything! Wil keeps denying my days off saying I'm necessary to the team!" He complained.

"He denies them?" I asked. "Yes! He does! It's so frustrating because I'm doing two to three people's work load per day and I'm not even getting paid like I'm two to three people!" He said.

That's horrible..

"He makes me plan missions which I enjoy but if something goes wrong he yells at me in front of everyone and it's humiliating!" He said. "That's horrible.." I said.

"And sometimes he makes me plan missions, hack into the enemies base and he doesn't let me use the bathroom!" He said. "Wait? What do you mean enemies?" I asked.

"We're in the mafia? What do you expect" he said. "Excuse me" I said. "He does this every time. He never tells anyone he's a mafia boss and just tells them he's a CEO so they work for him." He said.

I was writing everything down. "Would you like me to talk to him about it?" I offered. "Please do.." he said. "What's your working schedule like? Lunch break?" I asked. "I work from 5 am to 9 pm and I only have a lunch break from 12:30 to 1 pm" he said "what! We're getting that fixed." I said.

"Would you like me to invite him here right now? Or talk to him later?" I asked. "I want to get this over with, you can invite him" he said.

"Great, I'll go get him" I said. I walked out and Wil was at his desk, looking bored. "Ducky!!" He greeted me. "I need you to come with me if you're not busy" I said. "Why? What's wrong?" He asked. "A lot actually. Follow me." I demanded.

"Fuck, why is it when you demand things it's so hot" he said. "I- just follow me" I said.

We walked back in my office and Wil sat on the same couch as George, but on the completely other side.

"So, Wil. Why is it that you make me work from 9 am to 4 pm but George has to work from 5 am to 9 pm?" I asked.

"He's just really good at his job!" He's clearly lying. "So you're exploiting him?" I asked. "What! No" he said. "I want you to change his hours." I said.

"Why?" He asked. "Because he's clearly more than exhausted!" I said. "Fine!" He said angrily.

"And make him only do one person's job. Not two. Not three. One." I said. "I only make him do one!" He said looking at George.

"Look at me. Not him, and he says you give him the work of two to three people" I replied.

"What! No I don't!" He said. "If you don't, then George, what's your favorite thing to do here?" I asked him. "I like planning missions but that requires me and someone else.." he said.

"Hire someone to work with him. And only let him plan missions." I said. "What! But who will hack the enemies?" He asked. "You could, you were doing nothing at your desk." I said.

"Fine!" He yelled. "So, what's George's new schedule." I asked, well more like demanded. "8 am to 5 pm." He said clearly frustrated.

"Great. And if I hear one complain about you. I swear to god William Soot I will slap you." I said. "Whatever." He said. "Great, looks like that took care of it!" I said.

"Thank you!" George told me once Wil left. "It's no problem! And tell me if anything happens." I said. "You're so magical, he only listens to you" he said.

"Well, we have been dating for 10 years-" I said. "What! Really?!" He said. "Yeah.." I said. "Have a great day! And don't forget to take your break and clock out at 5 pm!" I said. "I won't!" He said.