Bubbline {Target AU}

Getting The Job

{Marceline's P.O.V.}

I heard the alarm go off and smashed my hand against the snooze button and got dressed before going out and looking for a job through a list my fellow members recommended and a list I made when looking online.

*Time skip*

After what felt like twenty interviews, I ended up in front of Target's entrance, desperate and tired from all the interviews. Of course, I didn't show it because I won't let some manager get the best of me. I enter through the store's doors only to soon be greeted by a woman with a red tucked in shirt, light tan pants, pink skin, pink hair, and black eyes. "Hello, what can I help you with?" She smiled. I get distracted for a split moment before responding back "I am Marceline, Marceline Abadeer.. I am here to apply for the job.." Her smile grew wider and walked up closer, this made my stomach knot not cause I was nervous just because she was so close to me, sliding her fingers around my tie. Was she making a move on me?! "Oh? Then follow me to my office" She said as she straightened my tie and walked away. I could feel my face burn up a small bit as I saw her walk away. Wow, okay okay calm down Marceline don't get distracted... I followed after her and sat down in a chair in front of her desk. I faced her as she spoke "My name is Bonnibel Bubblegum and I am the manager here you can call me Bonnie.. Give me a second to pull up your application file.." She turned on the computer on her desk. Bubblegum..? That is a weird last name.. She then began speaking again "So Marcy, you have no working experience?" She said still with the same smile. I cringed when she called me Marcie.. Only Simon called me that and sometimes my dad... Okay okay calm down.. Don't blow this.. I replied with "Just stick to Marceline, and yes.." She giggled and said "Sensitive much? Well whatever, so why exactly are you applying for this job?" Her smile turns into a bit of a smirk as she looks at me. I get a bit irritated with the way she responded. She is getting under my skin with her annoying ass princess attitude, I swear.. You know what fuck it! I am tired of going around and going through these fucking interviews.. I calm down and says "For my band and personal needs, although I don't why you care?" She seemed amused by Marceline's attitude, she leaned back in her chair and said "You're right I don't care, anyways.." She pulled out a small box from the side of her desk and walking over to me before placing it on my lap with a devilish smile and continued speaking "..That is your uniform and.." She backed away and grabbed a huge neatly stacked and stapled gathered papers off that were placed in a folder on her desk and placed them on top of the box before continuing to speak "..And those are the job requirements, dress regulations, store times, and rules for you to go through and be expected to follow, now you are free to go~" She say as she sits back in her desk. I step out the store, many feelings were swirling in my head like: shock, relief, confusion, happy, and anger. I hated her.. especially her princess-like attitude.. the way she acted like she was I was below her..like I was just one of her subjects that she could boss around..I am not looking forward to going back there but I need to suck it up for the band and my future... I head home and get ready for tomorrow before passing out on my bed.