Blaring ringing shrieks through the room again. Another damn Monday. Sean turns off the alarm clock and rolls over. "God damn it..." He mumbles exasperatedly. "Coming here at 2 AM, waking me up like that... What were they even doing...?" Sean rolls back over to look at the clock.
[6:30 A.M.Monday 12/5/]
Sean groans and sits up, then walking over to the bathroom to clean up. He looks at his mussed up fur and his red-rimmed eyes, and sighs again. 'Darn, guys...' his mind says in a giving up tone. 'Way to ruin my day on the first day of my job for this year...' He grabs his fur brush and starts to comb it, grabbing the eye drops and the toothbrush/toothpaste combination. He freshens up his face slightly, then slinks back to his bedroom to change clothes, even though he slept in the clothes he was going to wear. "Might as well..." Eon mumbled to himself. He opens his closet to take a look.
There seems to be a note inside, on a coat hanger with a coat sleeve on it.
It reads:
Dear Sean,
this is a gift you've wanted for years, ever since you first found out about them online when you were a pup. I'm so proud you came out to me then and explained it so clearly! Take a look inside the sleeve to find your new gifts. Merry Christmas!
-L̶o̶v̶e̶,̶ from,
Travis & Jay
Aw, how sweet. Sean unzips the coat sleeve to find a chest binder, a package labeled "fake dick" in wrong-handed writing over the actual name of the package, a pair of boxer-briefs with the little dick pocket in it, and a blue-and-orange tuxedo. Everything I've ever wanted! Sean is beyond exited. He bounds over to the bathroom to try everything on. He removes his synthetic chest binder and puts on the real thing and takes a breath, then looks to the side. "All gone!" he exclaims. "Nothing shows! It almost looks real!" then he puts on the boxer-briefs and puts the fake dick in the dick pocket, and looks. "It looks amazing!" he smiles. This is the happiest he has been in 10 years! He then dons the suit and looks in the mirror. His eyes widen and his grin expands. He loves it, he looks so amazing! He goes back to the bedroom and looks at the time.
[8:00 A.M. Monday 12/5]
"Oh Shit, I'm going to be late!" Sean exclaims. He dons his best shoes and dashes out the door, and hops in the car. He zips to the publishing unit and checks in, then walks to the bosses office to be welcomed, since this isn't his first time at a job and knows what to do. He politely knocks on the door and waits for an invite to come in. Soon after he knocked, a deer in a tan jacket opens the door with a smile on his face.
"Welcome, welcome! I heard you're going to be our new journalist today?" The deer inquires.
"Oh yes, thank you! I'm very glad I got this job. It's hard to find a job that you love nowadays, you know?" Sean replied with a charming smile on his face.
"Yes, yes. My name is Carson, nice to meet you. You're Sean, right?" Carson queries.
"You are right, Carson! It's a joy to be working with you." Sean responds yet again. Sean has a feeling that he's gonna have a fun time here. He looks around the workplace to view his coworkers, and they all looked civilized enough as well. This is swell!
"Well Sean, let me guide you to your office. I guess we picked the right one for you, because it's blue and orange just like your suit!" Carson says. Sean smiles at this factor. "Thank you very much!"
Soon enough, they're at the door. Sean looks in, then audibly gasps. It's a window room, too! Carson smiles at Sean's amazement. He opens the door for him and guides him in. "This is where you'll be working from now on. I'm relying on you!" Carson says, then backs out of the room to leave sean to his own. Sean looks around the place to take in the scenery. He gazes out the window and watches the rain patter down on the window panes.
Sean swirls around and falls into his work chair by his desk to get working. It seems there is a sticky note on the computer screen explaining.
This is your private work space. nobody is allowed in unless appointed. the computer password and username for you is just ▬▬▬▬ and the password is ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬. good luck and have fun! -Carson.
Aw, what a sweet guy! Sean logs in and goes to google, and sees that the homepage is the work website, not the public one. He shrugs and looks in the idea tab to see what to write about.
[SOME GUY NOBODY KNOWS ABOUT DIES.] Somebody dies every day. No.
[NEW POKEMON GAME EVERYBODY'S HYPED] Maybe, if there's nothing better.
[NEW EXERSIZE FAD] Really?!
[THIS WHITE GUY KILLED SOME PEOPLE AND EVEN THOUGH THERE IS LOTS OF EVIDENCE THAT IT WAS HIM IT MIGHT OF BEEN THIS INNOCENT DARKER-SKINNED PUP THAT WASN'T EVEN NEAR THE SCENE AT THE TIME] Oh my GOD.
[DONALD TRUMP IS BEING STUPID AGAIN LETS FUCKING KILL HIM OH GOD PLEASE.] Haha, sounds fun but no.
[A CHILD OF MERELY 14 CREATED THIS REALLY COOL THING AND THEY'RE TRANSGENDER.] Oh heck yes, I'm doing this!
After writing some about this fascinating topic, Sean decides to go take a break. He wanders around for a little and mingles with his coworkers. While mingling, he decides to get some water and finds that Carson was there too.
"Oh hey sean! How's the work going? Having fun? You seem to be with that glint in your eyes." Carson smiles cheekily. "Oh my work's going great. But you know what else is great? You." Sean said without thinking, then greatly regretting. Carson looked surprised, then laughs. "Oh Sean, you're great! If I knew you were this funny, I would of hired you sooner. Darn, you're a hoot!" Sean chuckles embarrassingly, then an idea springs into his head. "Oh, I just remembered. Can you help me with something?" Sean asks, trying to hide a corny smile. "Oh, sure sean! I'm here to help." Carson replies. Sean hands Carson his phone, and Carson regards it carefully. "I don't see anything wrong with it..." Carson says. "Oh but there is something wrong with it!" Sean says. "What's wrong with it then?" Eon huddles by Carson, then remarking "It's missing your phone number." Carson then bursts out laughing. "Oh, haha, sean! You are the best! Haha, since you said it like that I better fix it!" Carson opens the phone and puts his number in. "What should I do for my picture?" he asks Sean. Sean replies "How about we take a selfie?" Carson smiles. "That's a great idea!" Carson clicks the picture icon and poses with sean as they both make funny faces at the phone. They both laugh as the picture gets cropped and saved. Sean takes his phone back and shoves it in his pocket. "Oh by the way," Carson says, "You don't have to dress so formally. Dress casually, unless you usually dress like this, haha." Sean looks at his suit. "Yeah, I guess you're right, or should I say Write?" The two giggle at the pun. Sean glances at the time on his phone and audibly gasps. "I'll see you tomorrow in more casual clothes. Thank you Carson!" He says with a smile. Carson smiles and waves. "See ya!" Sean runs back to his office and gathers his things, then prepares to leave. After getting a goodbye from everybody, he rushes to his car and drives home.
Boy, what a fun day! He thinks while driving. Carson is such a nice guy!
When he gets home, Sean sits on his couch and checks his social media. After that, he turns on the TV but nothing good is on, so he just sits there thinking about his day. But for some reason, he can't stop thinking about Carson! Suddenly, he feels tired. Exhausted, really. He treads up to his bedroom and lies down in his bed, then as quickly as light, he's out.
Oh, what a dream he had.
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Whiskers.
Fantasy[TRIGGER WARNING: FURRY, NSFW, HOMOSEXUALITY] Sean was just a normal guy. He worked as a journalist, and had a pretty comfortable life... Until he met Carson.
