Shadow's Creative Exchange

Brazilian Exchange

!!! Multiple updates !!! besides this story, multiple stories were updated!!

No picture in this one, but it was written together with another author, so I think it fits in here as it's an creative exchange of some kind. - This was written with Vagabond_Trash who can be found on AO3. They have a lot of stories themselves too so check them out!

Ace is in a work exchange program from the Brazil branch of Moby industries to the US branch.

Humor insues, misunderstandings and Pops shinanagins

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When Ace speaks and it has ("*) before and after then it means he spoke Portuguese. But I didn't feel like having to translate through all of that.

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Marco watched as their newest colleagues stacked a plate of food in the cafeteria, stacking higher and higher before finding a lone spot to sit.

Ace. It was kind of an exchange program for an programme they had with their branch in Bazil. Ace would handle things concerning that over here, make them connect more. Thus Ace also spoke Brazilian. Most of his collueges cooed over him how cute he was, simply because he was young. And the ladies wooed over him as he spoke his natives tongue but... If he was right... The things Ace said was nothing to woo about.

And that day was a particularly annoying one so the amount of people who thought Ace's accent was cute and adorable. Had doubled. The kid was going off about someone at this moment even while shoveling food in his face and he was, just, close enough to hear it. Well some of it.

*"Damn these.... Work!... Making it yourself you fuckin.... Mother fuckers!"*

Ok yea Marco hopes he doesn't get on Ace's bad side.

The person just smiled like he wasn't getting insulted, "it really sounds so romantic! You need to teach me!"

Ace just ignores the guy and continues eating while Marco looks at the man from his own table like he was an idiot because he obviously was but who was he to step in and make the newbee look like a total dick.

Though, it kept happening and happening. So ... Maybe he should atleast help him? Like... Sit next to him so those collueges that kept sitting next to him and disturbing his meal couldn't.

So after that totally brilliant thought which he is kind of regretting right now from how awkward the silence was, was sitting with Ace at the kids table wondering if the other was about to start ranting again and if so then who would be the target this time.

Atleast Ace wasn't cursing him yet, but he was giving glances. Keeping am eye on him as if to see what he wanted.

Marco waved a bit to the weary but angry looking Ace only for the semi calm face to change to a glare. What did he do? All he did was wave.

Swallowing he just ate his lunch in peace... Trying to...

This went on for a couple of lunches before Ace really glared after he sat down.

*"What the fuck do you want?*

He was surprised when the other finally spoke to him as it was the first time they talked, he could hear the deep curls of an accent in the others words as well as how broken the other spoke. "I don't want anything from you, why would you ask?"

Ace blinked and blinked again, "*you unserstand me???"*

He pursed his lips nodding "a bit yes, not completely though".