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Once I'd slipped out through the crack of the office doors, I took a deep breath, the first one I'd let myself take since I'd gotten on the plane. It felt amazing, especially as all the tension in my muscles was let loose as I let my back hit one of the doors, sliding down on my legs.
"...I'm in!" I whispered, then pumped a fist up in victory. "I"M IN!!!"
But I quickly pulled it back in when I heard a soft, feminine chuckle some distance away. I shot back on my feet, shamefully dusting myself off as another set of footsteps came my way, ones pretty loud, but nowhere near as weighty as Miss Holmes.
I felt scared to look at who it was, but I angled my head their way, looking them in the eye. She, I could see, wasn't even close to Miss Holme's size, but still lugged around a huge belly-to-body ratio that swelled off of her like some oversized beach ball, one covered by a smooth sheen of black and white feathers. Her uniform also opted out for a blue shirt that covered just a fraction of her stomach below her titanic breasts and a pair of black sweatpants stretched along girthy legs that funneled off her body like weather balloons, each thick enough to crush the hood of a car.
Most surprising, however, was that she approached me with a smile along her beak, her eyes friendly and blue.
"You must be Gregory, aren't you?" The penguin lady asked in a far more welcoming tone, holding out a flipper as thick as a pillow. "My name's Mavis, Mavis Thymes!"
"Yeah, it is!" I genuinely smiled as I took her wing, but mostly recieved a good shake. "Heh...sorry about that, I'd just really wanted this job..."
"Ah, don't worry about it. It's not every day you get to see a human come in here!" She chuckled, then fished into her shirt's collar to pull out a clipboard. "Anyway, the first matter of business is a tour of the resort, which'll be split into today and tomorrow. We should wrap up tonight by 9, then have you situated in your bunker. Follow me?"
She began to turn herself away, pointint the other direction with her shoulder. "Then after that, we'll begin your training, which'll ease you into the actual job itself."
"Mm-hmm." I nodded, my hands folded along the bac of my neck.
She turned to the next page. "So, getting into the swing of things, I think the best place for us to start off with would be..."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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