June 20th- 14:00
Reever feels like he wants to die.
Over the course of four hours, he has been shown his desk, told his duties, made to write a "small" questionnaire (written by "Grand Supervisor and Chief, Supreme Dictator of the Science Department—Komui", consisting of 30 questions, with some like: "How do you like your coffee? A) Black, B) With cream, C) Don't like coffee (GET OUT OF MY SCIENCE DEPARTMENT!!)" and "Don't you think Lenalee is so cute?? :3" Reever has never seen this Lenalee before but he begins to feel pangs of slight, unintentional hostility towards her), introduced to everyone in the Department, told the placement of every apparatus in the section and that if he doesn't put them back where they were before he will be tied to the stake and set on fire and dragged around the building to look for Chief Komui, who has supposedly gone missing. He thinks he now knows why the Supervisor had said that he would change his mind about being eager for work.
His spine seems to deflate at the thought and he falls limply onto his new desk, which is already piled high with books and papers, barely managing to stay on his chair. He stares into space for a long time. He feels his eyelids beginning to droop and tries to fight it for a while, but then decides that he doesn't really care. He is aware that he looks stupid, but he doesn't mind since he hardly thinks that there is any human being on earth that can look good when sleeping. Anyway, Komui was probably lying when he said he looked cute when he was asleep. He doesn't believe that it was said in sincerity...
"Tired out already?" A familiar voice in Reever's ear makes him jump violently and he falls out of his seat onto the hard floor. He looks up sheepishly at Komui's laughing face. Komui reaches out his hand towards Reever and the man takes it, pulling himself up. "I'm sorry," Komui says. "I didn't mean to scare you so badly."
Reever's face reddens. "You didn't scare me," he protests weakly. "I—It's just that I don't like it when you talk too close to my ear and I have a personal bubble."
Komui says nothing, but his grin widens. Reever can see him making a personal note in his mind to do it again sometime soon. "A big personal bubble," he adds meaningfully in hopes that the effect won't slide off the Supervisor like water off a duck.
Komui ignores this conveniently and pats him on the back as they leave the room. He laughs brightly. "Come on," he says. "I'll sit with you while you're eating lunch."
A/N: I really do believe that if there were ever a questionnaire that the people of the Order had to fill out, there really would be questions like "Isn't Lenalee cute?? :3" I think Komui is the type that would use a surplus of emoticons... I think if he ever went into a chatroom or something, though, he would use proper capitalisation and punctuation. I shudder to think that anyone wouldn't. On second thoughts, maybe Lavi would... I don't think I like him very much anymore.
I have a personal bubble too and I go completely binkers when someone invades it. It generally has to do with clawing and the drawing of blood, so, yeah... The whole "water slides off ducks" thing is a kind of reference to one of my favourite books, Good Omens, by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman.
