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(Zarbon;2) Verbal Training

Okay, I'll do the Bardock one after this one, I just felt that I ended the last one in a bad spot, I was too hasty to finish it because we had reached three hundred reads, and I wanted to put something up for you.

Besides, I'm watching Fox News right now. Some colonial thing called "Legends and Lies." Not bad. Just don't wanna get up. '-'
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You sighed, flustered. What the heck did Zarbon want with you? You heaved the papers on your desk, then took in the overwhelming stack as you sat down.

"Nope!" You said, throwing your arms up, walking out of your office.

You were curious in what Zarbon wanted, and he was quite flustered before, so you figured it must be worth it.

You feebly knocked on the door.

"Come in," Zarbon sighed.

"So you have your own stack of papers," you said quietly, with an even more quite laugh.

"What?"

You blushed fiercely. Curse your introverted ways!

He sat on his desk. "What's your deal?"

"M-me? I don't have a 'deal'."

"Why are you here?"

"Because Lord Frieza hired me."

"Why?"

"Because...I don't know. I've always worked for him."

"Like I was saying earlier, (y/n), you must act like you work for Lord Frieza. Gain some confidence. Be a man, (y/n), I know you have it in you!!"

"B-but, I'm a woman."

"Then be a woman!!"

"How?"

"Speak like you mean it! Don't you want people to respect you when you speak?"

You nodded your head.

"Then start practicing on me. Speak with force. With confidence. With authority!"

"Well, what do I say?"

"That. Say it like you mean it!"

"W-ell, what do I say!?" You said it a little louder.

"Without the stutter!" He cheered.

"Well what do I say?!" You said it in a perfectly even, authoritative tone.

"Good!" Zarbon said. "Much better! You speak to everyone except higher-ups, and you'll do great!"

"Y-you sure?"

"Without the stutter!!"

"You sure?"

"Yes! You'll do just fine! I mean, you still need work, so you'll have to report here every so often."

"O-okay." You made for the door, paperwork nagging you in the back of your mind.

"Oh, and (y/n)?"

"Yes?"

"Don't fall in love with me."

"Ha! Don't you worry Zarbon! I don't go for men with hair longer than mine."

He smirked. "Getting better already."

You smiled and left.

Boy, would you be surprised.