It all started with a superhero, one who vowed to help save the world and use her powers for good....But how can one keep a promise if they don't remember making it?
What happens when the lines to right and wrong blur? When promises have to be broke...
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I sit wide eyed looking at the pile of paperwork I need to fill in. I guess this is what I signed up for when I ran for Prime Minister.
After Morana died, Allison stepped up in her place but the public still chose me. Almost everybody did and they haven't been shy with their unwavering support either.
This job is tiring and rough but I'm grateful to be here and I wouldn't have it any other way.
The door clicks open. My eyes don't even need to move from the stack of papers to know who it is.
"Need some help, blue?"
My lips tilt into a small smile. I lift my eyes to meet his.
"You don't have to help." I tell him.
"I want to." He insists before taking a seat opposite me.
Niko has really been helping me with all of this. It gets hard sometimes and I do get overwhelmed but he's always there for me whenever I need it and for whatever I need. If I can't come to a decision, he helps me see both of the options clearly.
What's even harder than being the prime minister is being a superhero at the same time. Both jobs are extremely hard but I have an amazing team backing me through everything.
I put saving people over paperwork, which is why I have a ton to do now that my hands aren't full. Ella has been helping me with the paperwork. She works as a lawyer so she knows a thing or two. Niko had no clue until recently. He hates the load of paperwork as much as I do and it's not even his job to do but I'm yet to hear him complain.
Niko and I silently fill in the paperwork and even though no words are shared between us, I enjoy and take comfort in his company.
The sunny day turns into night. After a long day of filling out paperwork, we go to meet up with our friends.
As we're leaving my office, we see Ella, who seems to be leaning on the desk arguing with someone. I feel bad for the man who's getting the full force of her wrath. I've learned firsthand that it's unfair to argue against Ella. She always comes out on top.
"Is everything ok?" I ask my friend.
"We were just discussing the reinsertion of cars." She states.
I know she's the one arguing in its defence as that's what was agreed upon. There's a whole process to making rules, and this one needs to be legislated and agreed upon by others.
"You know you could've gone home an hour ago." I state.
"The same could be said about you." She replies.
"Touché." I turn to the man she was conversing with. "If you wish to discuss this further, please return in office hours."
"I don't wish to discuss this. The rule is ridiculous."
