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The Apprentice

Settling In Nicely

(Three days later)

Charles found himself standing outside of the new assistant's office. He caught her vacuuming the blue carpeted floor. He entered without knocking, the door wasn't closed and she probably wouldn't have heard it anyway.

"I see you've gotten this office in order." He said, scanning the newly inhabited office.

He immediately began to compare what it looks like know to what it looked like before. The windows were curtained with a dark blue to match the carpet. He noticed that she placed the supplies he ordered for her in their destined places. She replaced the other ragged desk with a black L shaped desk. Her once empty white walls were decorated with personal photos, something that his office lacked. She used the light dimmer the office was equipped with to an advantage. The office smelled of sweet, sweet vanilla… Possibly from her candles.

She shut off the vacuum, turning toward him with a smile, "Yeah. Thanks for the curtains by the way."

"You're welcome," he said. "Are you almost done here?"

She scoped the room, "Uh, I guess. I was just going over the floor again."

"Great well uh, you remember today's the day you meet the boys, right?" He asked.

Alyx walked over to unplug the vacuum and put it away, "Oh… I have that fax you asked me to retrieve." She said, grabbing it from her fax machine.

"Great hold on to that. It's time you meet the boys." He said turning to the door.

Alyx gulped, she was actually quite nervous. She felt weird. She turned to check herself out in the full body mirror behind her. She made sure she adjusted her high ponytail. She wore a new pair of chandelier style diamond earrings that she'd received as a gift this morning. She had no idea exactly who they came from. She could tell they were very expensive, she assumed they were from Charles. Usually she loathed uniforms usually but she liked what the manager assigned her. He asked her to wear black, red and/or white. No specific combination as long as it looked professional.

Today she wore a form-fitting yet comfortable red dress shirt, tailored black slacks, a thin black button up blazer and red wedges. She took a deep breath turning away from her mirrored imaged and followed the older man out of the office, clenching the fax to his chest.

—The Conference Room—

"Alyxandria, you sit here." He said pointing at a chair on his left.

She sat in her seat quickly, "Yes, sir."

They sat there in silence for one long minute, "Oh, uh... I need to see that fax." He said reaching toward her.

"Right." She flinched, causing the older man to raise his brow in question.

Charles grabbed the paper from her hand, he scanned it, and "Alyxandria, have you read this?" he asked.

She shook her head, "I didn't think it was any of my business." She said.

He slid the paper over to her, "It is your business. CMR sent this to you."

Her eyes grew wide, "Huh? I wonder what for?" she said, pulling her bang behind her ear as she read the paper. "It's a confirmation letter." She said sounding relieved.

Charles readjusted his glasses, "Be sure to make a copy of it and file away the original."

She nodded.

Her heart raced when she heard the guys complaining right before entering the door.

"Good afternoon, guys." Charles said. He watched as they all had taken their seats. Nathan had taken the seat next to Alyx, Skwisgaar next to Nathan, Pickles across from Alyx, Toki next to Murderface and Murderface across from Nathan. He'd received a grunt from each of them excluding Pickles and Toki.

"Guys, I uh, I have someone for you all to meet. This is my— uh"

"Alyx?" Pickles said his green eyes wide.

She smiled, "Hi Pickles. How are you?" she asked.

Pickles folded his arms and leaned on the table, "I'm great. How've ya been?" He smirked.

With a look from Charles she knew it was time to end the conversation, "I've been great. Thanks for asking."

The guys all looked at Alyx and Pickles with smirks.

"Guys, this is—m"

"Alyx what brings ya ta Mordhaus?" Pickles asked.

Charles cleared his throat, "Well uh, Pickles, Alyxandria will be here at Mordhaus for a short period of time. She's taken on the role as my apprentice."

"Oh cool, like… the ones in those towers or castles!" Nathan budded in.

"Likes Cinderella or Rapunzels!" Toki added.

"From the fairytailsch!" Murderface chimed in.

Charles sighed, "I said apprentice. You guys are thinking I said a princess."

"Apprentice…What means that?" Toki asked scratching his forehead.

"Tokis…Amprintzel ams like what you eats." Skwisgaar told his fellow Scandinavian band mate.

"Oh!" Toki said.

Charles pinched the bridge of his nose, "Skwisgaar that's a pretzel." He said.

"Ja, dat's what's I am sayinks!" the blond nodded.

"Yeah, that'sch exchactly what he juscht schaid!" Murderface argued.

"I'm not saying that it was right." Charles said calmly.

Nathan grunted, "Then, what's an apprentice."

"Oh, uh… An apprentice is like—a" Charles started again.

"Yeah, what is dhet?" Pickles asked.

Soon each of the guys were rambling their incorrect guesses about what an apprentice was.

"What he means is I'm learning something from him about his tra—uh job." She said, "You know like a student?"

"Ohhh…" the band said collectively.

"What are you trying to learn?" Nathan asked.

Alyx shrugged, "Management."

"Oh yeah. 'Cause ya manage The Pits now." Pickles nodded.

"Oh, cool." He said. "Hey, you! What's the fucking point of this meeting?" Nathan asked Charles.

Alyx frowned a bit, Are they always this rude to him? She thought to herself.

"Well, uh… There are a couple of reasons, one: to introduce her to you all and to discuss an importance matter. It has come to my attention that you all uh—You"

"Is she gonna be able to go and pal around with us?" Nathan asked.

"Yee-uh!" Pickles said.

Toki cheered, "Someones news to pals arounds withs!"

"Yes, but she does have her duties to attend to. She has work to do." Charles said sternly looking at her.

"Yes, I know that, ." she nodded.

"Perhaps you do. Do you guys understand that?" he asked.

"Yeah, we aren't incapable of understanding things!" Murderface hissed.

"As long as she has work ta do she's all yers, Ahfdensen."Pickles said winking at Alyx.

—C.F.O. Quarters —

8 p.m.

"Mr. Ofdensen, are you sure you're alright?" Alyx asked putting away a document like she was asked.

The manager massaged his temples, "I'm fine. It's just a minor pain."

She examined him before taking a seat in front of him, "Are you sure? You don't sound fine. From the looks of it, you have a migraine." She said so low you'd mistake it for a whisper. "Maybe you should retire for the night?"

His head shot upward, "No, I have far too much work to—ah"

She watched him wince from the pain, "Mr. Ofdensen, exactly what work are you referring to? We've taken care of everything on the agenda. I even took care of the list of tasks you gave me for the rest of the week while you were taking your calls." She said.

Charles looked at her, "You did?"

"I did." She smiled, "Now, why don't you take something for that pain and make friends with your mattress?"

He sat there in his seat, massaging his temples quietly, "Did you—."

"Post the orientation schedule for new recruits?"

"Yeah."

She nodded, "All taken care of…"

"Very well. You're done here for tonight." He said weakly. "But, first… Could you please give me those pills from that cabinet?" he asked pointing at the cabinet.

She smiled, "Of course." She quickly went to the retrieve the pills. "Surely you're not going to take these dry… Are you?"

"Mini fridge, on your right." He moaned.

She grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and gave him both of the items he needed.

"Thank you." He said. "Good night, Alyxandria."

"Good night, Mr, Ofdensen." She said, taking the hint. On her way out she stopped in the doorway, "If you need anything feel free to call me, okay? Get well, Mr. Ofdensen."

"Alyxandria…" he called out weakly.

She looked at him over her shoulder, "Yes?"

"Could you dim the lights more and close the door behind you?"

Alyx smiled, "Of course sir!"

She turned the knob to dim the light and left closing the door behind her. She decided to go to her office where she left her cell just in case. When she opened the door, she saw someone waiting on her with an impatient look on his face that disappeared upon seeing her.

"Pickles?"

"Hey, dere. Ah've been waiting on ya. Ya wanna go out with me an' the guys tonight?" he asked removing himself from her seat.

She smiled, "Um, I don't know."

"I don't see why nat. Yer aff the clock, right?" he asked.

"I am. But I'm a bit worn out. Mr. Ofdensen had me running around Mordhaus with him today."

Pickles stood in front of her, "Worn out, huh? Maybe a little drink'll help ya a bit before goin' ta bed. What do ya say?" he asked.

Her face was unreadable for a moment, "Where are we going?" she asked, now smiling.

Pickles looked at her with a smirk…

Author's Notes: That's it for this chapter guys! The second chapter is written already so it'll be up very soon. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and the next chapters that are to come! Please review and have a rockin' night or day!

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