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Well, you begin, poking at the feast in front of you with your fork, since you’ve got them on the line and all, why don’t we talk about the <span class="mu-b">FUTURE?</span>
… with the <span class="mu-b">COMPANY,</span> that is! Lord knows you’ve earned a raise by now!
“Yes,” Sonny nods, watching you play with your food with interest, “I think you’ve earned one too!” Leaning closer from the opposite end of the table, your boss shoots you a conspiratorial grin. “I won’t lie, Stan--if anyone’s going to come out on top of all this, it’s <span class="mu-g">GOOD BOY.</span> In the absence of any real law enforcement or government aid, <span class="mu-i">we</span> have acted as the sole saviors of <span class="mu-g">CLEARWATER’S</span> huddled masses… what do you say about that?”
You shrug as you shovel some mashed potatoes into your mouth. Ooh, <span class="mu-i">garlicky!</span>
“My thoughts exactly.” Replies your boss with a look of pride on their masked face! “Even without this… <span class="mu-i">setback</span>, our brand is more popular than ever–my father started this business with little more than a few bones, a shack in his yard, and the help of a heretical cult.” Punctuating the last bit with a laugh, Sonny dramatically throws their remaining arm out to the side! “And look at it now, Stanley: products in every store across the states… <span class="mu-i">and</span> the globe! Stock! Investors! And that’s not even scraping the surface of the <span class="mu-i">other</span> pies we’ve got our fingers poking into…”
Watching you eat for a moment, Sunny lets out a long, pleased sigh. “You must have seen them all by now, though–our labs, the private military, our holdings on Mars-”
Wait, <span class="mu-i">what?</span>
“Just a joke, Stanley–gotta make sure you’re still listening… or <span class="mu-i">was</span> it?” Raising an eyebrow at you, your boss waves the topic away with their hand. “I don’t see the point in hiding how much you <span class="mu-i">fascinate</span> me, Stanley, so I won’t–I’ve never been one to beat around the bush.” Rolling over to your side of the table, Sunny takes a moment to stare deeply into your eyes. “Once this situation is dealt with, only <span class="mu-g">GOOD BOY</span> will stand tall amidst the ashes…and when it’s all said and done, Stanley, I can give you <span class="mu-i">ANYTHING</span>.”
The green aura around their eyes is almost… mesmerizing.
“So the question is, what <span class="mu-i">DO</span> you want your future to be?”
You take another quick forkful of potatoes to think up an appropriate answer! Damn it, you should have looked up salaries before this!
>IS THAT PERSONAL ASSISTANT POSITION STILL OPEN?
>YOU SEE YOURSELF BEHIND THEIR DESK!
>YOU WANT A CUSHY JOB WITH LOTS OF TRAVEL, PEOPLE TO BOSS AROUND, AND EXPENSE ACCOUNTS!
>YOU’VE BEEN WANTING TO GIVE THE WHOLE ‘GOLD-DIGGER’ THING A TRY SINCE THREAD 1, ACTUALLY!
>YOU LIKE BUSTING HEADS–MAYBE SECURITY?
>YOU WANNA KEEP BEING A JANITOR… BUT, LIKE, MASTER JANITOR!
>YOU KINDA WANNA GO TO COLLEGE!
>WRITE-IN!
