The clitter of paperwork ruffled your eyes as you worked tirelessly...Funding, resource management, human resources. It's pretty exhausting stuff you were about to complete the last inch of paper but a sudden intrusion interrupted your train of thought.
A loud cling entered your eyes...The door to your office loudly opened and came in the culprit. It was one of your Sinners...Hella and with her glorious beanie itself along with that Iron Pipe she was holding...Dangerous indeed.
"Hey Chief! You've been stuck in your stinking office for hours, let's play something Come on..." She grinned mischievously but from seeing your sinked and blackened eyes her entire face changed.
"Holy f*ck...You look like s*it. Go get some goddamn sleep, I don't want you to collapse suddenly! How long have you been sitting on your butt?" She asked worryingly.
You lightly yawned at her question, pushing yourself up from your chair, and responded
"A couple of hours and one all nighter...It's alright, Hella I was almost finished with today's work...What did you want to play? One of EMP's retro games or some cards." You softly muttered.
"Nightingale was right you are a bloody workaholic...I am not in the mood anymore why not walk together around the place...Gotta wake you up somehow, maybe if I start banging my pipe it'll do something."
"....That's a good idea, the walking and please don't destroy anything." You chuckled and stood up from your rolling chair, your joints suddenly ached from the unexpected jolting. You stretched for a bit to give some aid for your already slumbering eyes.
"I didn't think you were this thoughtful, Hella. You're normally more like a cute energetic gremlin." You unexpectedly say...It seems being sleep-deprived allows your thoughts to be more open...How terrifying.
"You're one to talk, Chief...Calling me a 'cute energetic gremlin' do you know how cheesy that sounds...Want to call me a beautiful one instead, my lousy Chief!" Hella teased with a cheeky face.
Your eyes constantly blink out from light and darkness, tired from the constant work even with this restriction it didn't stop you from ruffling Hella's hair.
"Yeah...You are a beaufitul gremlin." You unconsequently muttered out to the Sinner. Walking past the flustered Hella you soon reached the door and before you opened it, you called out to the other Sinner hiding in your workspace.
"Hecate would you like to take a walk with us."
Hella out of her flustered stupor, loudly screamed, "Holy f*ck how come I didn't see you!... How did you even hide from me while on the couch."
Hecate looked up from her sketchbook and responded quietly ignoring Hella's question.
"Is that an Order?"
You quietly shook your head.
"...I see." Hecate slowly stood up and opened a page, showing a chibi figure of you sleeping on your desk. "I would love to..." Her face was emotionless but having experience you could see a slight smile on her blank face.
"Wow...It seems only Chief could make you smile like that..."
Hecate stared at the cheeky Sinner blankly, "Gremlin..."
You walked up to the door with an exhausted smile and twisted the handle once you were there. Opening the door you were greeted by two familiar faces.
"Chief...*Ahem* I didn't think you could hear me." It was your lovely Adjutant...Cut that last part out. She stood in front of the door to your office holding the usual slick black clipboard.
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Chief Is Mine! | Path to Nowhere
FanfictionYou are the Chief of the Minos Bureau of Crisis Control. Your job consists of monitoring and properly managing a growing group of sinners. Now you wonder why they constantly follow you instead and the chaos they cause of their craving attention for...