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Part 2 of 2. Note: Eheheheheh. =_=
*****
"You wanted to see me?" Brinda asked, peering into the administrative office.
"Ah! Brinda! Yes!" Darren looked up from what he was doing, which seemed to be nothing at all. He hastily shoved something under his desk and stood up, clearing the mess on his desk with one accidental sweep of his hand. "Come in, have a seat."
The assistant Home Economics teacher nervously edged into the room. It had a Reputation and as with many rumours in MACademy, she had no way of verifying whether it was substantiated.
"What did you want to see me about?" She asked, gingerly sitting down on a plush chair. Darren liked his luxuries... luxurious. The office oozed style and substance like a bad odour and most, if not all the teachers did not like to stay in it for very long.
He smiled beatifically at her, not saying a word and letting her stew in the silence. She fidgeted nervously. Being the subject of such intense scrutiny was nerve-wracking.
"Do you want a new office?" He asked suddenly, twirling a pen in his hand with a manic grin.
Brinda was shocked, but pleasantly so. "Yeah. Sure. I'd love one." She looked troubled for a moment. "I thought none of the offices were free." She asked him suspiciously.
"Well. There is one now." The clerk grinned like a cat that had got the cream. "Ghag had an unfortunate accident."
"Oh. Is that so." Brinda said faintly. And then, "I'll take it!"
"Cool." The grin never left his face and frankly, it was getting kind of creepy. "Here." He handed her a single gleaming silver key and looked at her expectantly.
She grabbed it from his outstretched hand and bolted out of the room like a bat out of hell, not even bothering to find out the location of her new office. She'd had enough of this room to last her a lifetime.
~~~
tbc
*****
"You wanted to see me?" Brinda asked, peering into the administrative office.
"Ah! Brinda! Yes!" Darren looked up from what he was doing, which seemed to be nothing at all. He hastily shoved something under his desk and stood up, clearing the mess on his desk with one accidental sweep of his hand. "Come in, have a seat."
The assistant Home Economics teacher nervously edged into the room. It had a Reputation and as with many rumours in MACademy, she had no way of verifying whether it was substantiated.
"What did you want to see me about?" She asked, gingerly sitting down on a plush chair. Darren liked his luxuries... luxurious. The office oozed style and substance like a bad odour and most, if not all the teachers did not like to stay in it for very long.
He smiled beatifically at her, not saying a word and letting her stew in the silence. She fidgeted nervously. Being the subject of such intense scrutiny was nerve-wracking.
"Do you want a new office?" He asked suddenly, twirling a pen in his hand with a manic grin.
Brinda was shocked, but pleasantly so. "Yeah. Sure. I'd love one." She looked troubled for a moment. "I thought none of the offices were free." She asked him suspiciously.
"Well. There is one now." The clerk grinned like a cat that had got the cream. "Ghag had an unfortunate accident."
"Oh. Is that so." Brinda said faintly. And then, "I'll take it!"
"Cool." The grin never left his face and frankly, it was getting kind of creepy. "Here." He handed her a single gleaming silver key and looked at her expectantly.
She grabbed it from his outstretched hand and bolted out of the room like a bat out of hell, not even bothering to find out the location of her new office. She'd had enough of this room to last her a lifetime.
~~~
tbc
