[Blue Archive] Substitute

Me,Them and Everything in between I. (Omake)

( A/N These omakes will be here for extra little side content that's cannon. They won't have any major bearing on the story besides someone bringing them up. So feel free to skip them.)

(Schale File Maintenance Department 4:53 pm Friday.)

(Giggit POV.)

"Alright, here are your identification badges." The substitute handed us three badges.

"Ooooh, awesome!" Digit grabbed her badge without a second thought, putting it on.

"Haha, now I'm part of the government!" Widget laughs.

I look at his last one and take it carefully from him. No way am I going to get what that goggle-wearing helmet gangster got. I look at my badge, which is green and tan in color.

"Hey, isn't this thing supposed to be blue?" I ask him. That's the building's color for the emblem after all.

"It is, but I personally hate the color blue, so I turned it to green and tan." He shrugs. You know that's fair; if he runs the place, why can't he change the color. Unless he has to go through a process with the GSC to change the color.

"So, do we also have to wear a uniform?" I ask. He looks me in the eyes immediately with that unnerving gaze of his.

"Yeah, I got a measuring tape that you three can use on each other; I'll be in my office until you three are done." At least he isn't a creep. "Also, you'll have to get rid of your masks." Before I can answer, dumb and dumber, speak up.

"Hell no, these masks make us who we are!" Digit yelled, pushing in front of me.

"Yeah, that's the equivalent of stripping us naked." Widget yelled behind her sister. Joining her.

I put my hands on both their heads and slam their noggins together. "Both of you shut up. Besides, it could be worse." I wouldn't mind ditching it. I always thought it was stupid to wear masks with a x on it. I take my mask off and throw it in the trash can.

"Giggit is already abandoning us to join the mangy guy!" Widget wailed like an annoying brat.

"You realize we're all stuck here, right?" I ask her.

"Yeah, but our masks were supposed to show our independence against his iron-fisted rule!" Digit yelled.

I look at the Substitute guy. He's picking his nose while waiting for us to finish our conversation. In all honesty, he'd probably only tell us to go hogwild.

"So what are they saying?" He asks since I've been staring at him for a bit.

"Stupid stuff," I say, which he accepts.

"Well, you three take your measurements, then one of you can come upstairs and tell me so I can order some uniforms." He stated while pulling out his phone. "That being said, I'll tell you about your lovely job." This caused Digit and Widget to stand next to me. No doubt, now suddenly curious about our gilded cage.

"The guidelines are simple: you three are in charge of the file maintenance department. You'll clean up files, check inaccuracies, route out forgery of said files, and ensure proper file storage. The hierarchy of the department will be decided by you three alone."

Okay, the job is easy enough. However, he doesn't want to choose who runs the department. It may be best to divide the power between the three of us.

"Giggit." Digit said while pointing at me.

"Giggit." Widget said as well while also pointing at me.

"Well, it looks like you're in charge of the department then, Giggit." He says while clapping his hands at my appointment. Those two bitches just decided to throw me under the bus huh. "I'll be coming to you if I have any problems with your department, Giggit." Now that I think of it, it's probably best to be in charge. "So now, on to your pay. I'll give you girls two options: salary or hourly. I'll pay you fifty credits an hour if you choose an hourly rate. Salary will be at a flat rate of five hundred credits a day, and your pay will increase based on the amount of work you do. Do you girls have any questions?" He looks up from his phone.