I do not own Kim Possible.
Diary of a Henchman
Ruminations
What the fuck.
No way is this legit. No way on this earth. A literal get out of jail card?
Fuck. Not like I have anything to lose right now. At least talking to Carl would be better than just being bored.
Well, he certainly seems to believe it. Which is actually kinda worse. Means I'm either dealing with a madman or I've drawn the attention of some really scary people.
From what I understood, they really weren't kidding about anything in that little job offer(?) of theirs.
'Carl' is an employee of this 'HC' (what does it stand for anyway?) and a graduate of the same training I've been scoped for. Oh god, I'm being headhunted. Ain't that a laugh?
If this guy is actually honest, that would be something. He's really enthusiastic. Scarily so. 'Turned my life around' here and 'changed the way I saw the world' there. It's like he's hooked up to batteries. He just doesn't stop. Like the Energizer bunny from Hell.
And damn it all if it isn't starting to sound better and better than these walls.
Still… I've essentially no fucking idea what's actually being offered. For all his talk, 'Carl' actually says very little. I'm gonna have to ask some pointed questions before anything else happens.
AN: So yeah. Like I said, planned it out a lot, so I've got an idea where this is going, so I can write faster. Not like these chapters are very long. The chapter length will probably improve around week two or so.
Oh yeah, each chapter is essentially one day, unless specified otherwise. I'm avoiding dates purely for selfish reasons (read, don't wanna struggle with Seasons and related crap in the Northern Hemisphere, as I'm from the Southern).
Anyway…
The OC's name is now officially George Wilson, thanks to Pharaoh Rutin Tutin, who was also the first reviewer to guess what the HC stood for.
Read, enjoy and review.
~GrinGrin
Written: 29/05/2014
Posted: 29/05/2014