bunny's boss | ohmtoonz (BOOK 1)

-; nine

(a/n: this part takes place in wildcat and mini's office.. they're starting their search ;o)

"Ah! Fuckin' finally, some free time, dude." Tyler groaned, as he stretched from all the work he had to do, fixing the employee database, filling in more employee information that he hasn't finished the previous days, and shit like that. Meanwhile Craig was still managing the company's website, checking if there had to be any changes.

"Mini, c'mon. Hurry up, bitch tits. We need to find Andrew's info," Tyler whined, impatience filled his tone. "Alright, alright. I'm coming." Craig sighed and presumably stood up from his chair and went to the piggy's cubicle. 

"Are you gonna search or what??"
"We have a problem though--" Tyler whispered, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Yeah?"

As Craig uttered a word, the piggy pulled up a tab of the same database, but this time the page was filled with the info of 5 Andrews.
"What in the fuck is this?" Craig said, fixing his glasses. "Well.. We didn't get his last name, pussy. That's what." Tyler slightly elbowed the British man's leg, "Okay then. Take note, put employee head shots next to their names.." He mumbled before pulling his phone out from his pocket, "I'm gonna contact Delirious. He probably knows what Andrew's last name is." 
Craig dials Jon's number on his gadget, putting it next to his ear as he waited for an answer.
After a few seconds, Jon answers, "Hey Mini. Need anything?"

"Uh, do you know what Andrew's last name is?"
Jon paused for a moment, almost like if his connection died, which made Craig a little worried, "I think it was something like Gil? He's a foreigner." Jon responded, "Ohh. Okay. That's all, thanks!" Craig smiled and hung off. "It's Gil. Here, click on that one." 

Tyler clicks on "Andrew J. Gil" and voila! There's the Andrew they needed.
"Okay, so.."

(a/n: layout of the page :D)

-- Andrew Janerio Gil

Age; 36 years old
Birthdate (without year);  August 13
Gender; Male 
Previous work; "I'm not too comfortable mentioning my last workplace but it was in an office called 'Z0mbii's Inc.' I had been fired due to an invalid reason although."
Reason why he wanted to be hired here; "I need a job to work with and It's hard to pay rent for my apartment because of the mean ol' landlord that owns it."
Word/s he used to describe himself as; Violent, Fierce, Strong, Soft-hearted, Kind

"Now this is some shit." Tyler whispered as he looked through the info. 
"Z0mbii's Inc.? I'll be contacting that company now. I happen to be close with some people there," Craig said, as he started to dial someone's phone number on the screen.
"Violent? What a big ass red flag..." The piggy mumbled, feeling a little nervous looking at the word. "Violent? He used violent to describe himself?" The British man said with wide-eyes while holding the gadget to his ear, "Yeah. That makes me a little nervous for Ohm." 

"Hello?? Mini?" The voice of Scotty, answered Craig's phone call. "Scotty! I have something to ask you about," Craig said in a hurried tone, "Yeah, sure, go ahead." 
"Was there anyone who worked there before whose name is Andrew Gil?? Like a foreigner,"

There was a moment of silence, "A-Andrew? That trash? What about him and how do you know about him?" His voice sounded irritated, Craig assumed that he knew Andrew well.
"Yeah, you know Ryan right? He's dating him." The British man said, sighing. "Are you fucking kidding me dude? Tell Ryan to break up with him! Andrew will fuck him up bad," Scotty screamed into his phone, "Yeah about that.. Why was he fired?" Craig put him on speaker, to let Tyler hear it. 

Scotty sighed loudly into his phone before giving a long explanation, "Shit happened in this office because of him, and him only. He looked like a good ol' boy in his first days. But when time progresses, Jiggly and I have been noticing problems with the employees. Almost everyone seems like shit, and most of them started crying when Andrew got near some of 'em. Andrew reported it to us, and we thought that they were at fault. Fortunately, I spotted Andrew strangling one of the receptionists in the restrooms, I had to call the police when I told him that he was fired. But the police were too fucking stupid, they didn't find Andrew anywhere and everyone was too terrified to even remember his face." 

Craig had his hand on his forehead, during he listened to the explanation. "Alright, I'm sorry I had to bring this up. I'm going now, have a nice day." And there, he hung off.
"What the shit?" Tyler breathed, "We need to tell Delirious and Evan quickly at lunch, this is some serious shit. He needs to be arrested." 

"So you're saying he's a damn criminal?" Jon exclaimed, disturbed by the thought that he was his acquaintance. "Yes. I know, it's--"
"It makes sense. He gave off an odd aura when he first entered my office. There were so many red flags about him," Evan said, "I-- Well, I couldn't see that shit, Vanoss. You were using your damn bird instincts or shit like that." Jon rolled his eyes at Evan, who started laughing. "Oh, I just sensed it, that's all." Evan said, then took a sip from his iced coffee.

Meanwhile in Ryan's place...

Ryan had been given 5 inch tall paperwork, so he decided that he skips lunch today.
Andrew thought otherwise, "Ohmie, please. I wanna go out and eat lunch with you! I'm hungryyy." Andrew whined, leaning on the bunny's cubicle. "Andrew, for the last time.. You can go with your other friends, I have to finish this today,"

Ryan didn't know what happened, all he could recall was a loud bang and now his cubicle's wall was cracked. He stared wide-eyed at the cracked wall, and looked at Andrew with his ears now pressed down, "Sorry. I'm gonna go and eat lunch. See you," Andrew waved goodbye, smiling until he faced to another direction.

"What the fuck.." Ryan mumbled, looking at what happened to the cubicle.