A/N: Humour? Attempt, more like.

1. Just another day

It was just another day at the Shin·Ra, Edge HQ. Having just recently settled into the city, the situation inside the company had been quite chaotic as they wrestled with the influx of paperwork resulting from all the…strategic mergers with the more influential corporates in Edge.

The company was finally back on its feet, and, equipped with the knowledge of Shin·Ra's future plans for development, Elena couldn't help the excited bounce to her steps as she rushed through the long corridor of their new HQ to deliver the latest status reports to her President.

2. The new branch

They'd bought a large three-storey building nestled in the busier section of Edge. The stairs were creaky woodworks, and the beige hallways still carried that smell of old paper and ink from the former printing company that had resided in the building.

It was a far cry from the Junon mansion that she was used to, but regardless Elena was happy because Rufus was here. And if Rufus was here then Tseng would be too. While Reno would be far, far away.

3. Are we…safe?

Despite the work keeping her up late into the nights, Elena must admit that the timing of these takeo—these mergers couldn't be better. Rufus had made use of the rattled state of Edge's economy after the Deepground crisis to safely plant Shin·Ra back in Edge without much resistance from the people or WRO.

Their recovery was well back on track, but it still didn't feel real. After so many setbacks, it was hard to find it in herself to believe that Shin·Ra was finally back on its feet.

4. Maybe not that far away

"Yo, Pres, what'd you need me for?"

She'd run into Reno on her way to Rufus's office on the third floor. Literally. Documents strewn and papers aflutter, and all. If you asked her, he'd done it on purpose just to mess with her.

Rufus looked up from his laptop as they placed the documents onto his desk. His countenance was unreadable, but the light twitch in his lower lip before he spoke alerted both Elena and Reno to his displeasure. "Reno, I called for you an hour ago."

"It took an hour to get here from Healen!" Reno exclaimed.

5. Boss, are you okay?

"What is this?" Rufus asked when she flopped the stack of folders down on his desk. The blue gaze he directed at her was hard and if she didn't know any better, she would have thought he was annoyed at her, too. But really it was just the lack of sleep getting to him. Because, see, she hadn't done anything wrong.

"The Junon paperwork sent over by Sir Veld, sir," she informed, "They need your signature to proceed."

"Very well," Rufus nodded, "You may go, Elena."

"Um, what about the blueprints you said needed to be copied and delivered to Corel?" Their scientists have recently developed a more efficient method of extracting oil, and they were in the process of negotiating with Barret Wallace for installation of the new equipment.

There was a split moment where she thought she saw surprise in his eyes before it disappeared. "Right," Rufus muttered under his breath, looking tired.

6. Just…another day?

"You can find it under F." Rufus pointed to the row of filing cabinets pushed against the left side of the room.

"Sir," Elena said and went to the cabinet, keeping a neutral face even though a few questions were popping up in the back of her mind. Standing tiptoed, she reached into the F drawer.

The ex-leader of AVALANCHE wasn't being very cooperative in working with Shin·Ra, but still it was rare to catch the President off his game. For that matter, why would he call for Reno when Tseng was here?

And then she heard her boss say, "I want you to keep tabs on Tifa Lockhart."