A/N: the apocolypse is here! Kinda JK, but not really. the world seems to be ending over a strain of the flu. whatevs. hope you like this chapter!
Tyler (OC) POV
I check the address on the add that said where knickknack toys was located. i am super excited. i adjust my black leather jacket, nervously play with the decorative zippers on my black leggings, make shure my combat boots are tied and zippered, and fix my tomboy short hair. i decide to make a big entrance. i make shure the door is open, then i backflip, jackknife midair, land in a handstand, then front flip to get back to my feet.
"wow! that was cool!" says this weird nerdy guy at the front desk.
"thank you. do you work here?" i ask him.
"yeah! but not at this desk, the receptionist just got fired." he tells me.
"what happened?" i ask.
"she refused to work. she was just too lazy to quit." he says.
"well you dont have to worry about that with me. i plan on working hard!" i say passionately.
"oh! you are here for the job? i thought you were a customer. The boss, Jarvis is upstairs." he informs me.
"oh i thought you were the boss! sorry!" i apologize.
"its ok. Bye the way im Bowie."
"hi Bowie! im Tyler."
"Hello Taylor."
"no! my name is Tyler. not Taylor. Tyler" i inform him.
"oh. ok. well you better head upstairs." he says. i do that. on my way up i see a strange boy hanging on the ceiling frim his knees. and another boy in a most peculiar outfit i have ever seen. i knock on the door of what looks like an office. a teenage boy comes out. that shocks me but most of the staff seems to be teenagaers and they make some pretty good toys, so i wont judge.
"hi. i am here to apply for the job opening. are you the boss?"
"yeah i am. Jarvis Raines, at your service." he does a mock bow. i laugh.
"Tyler Shade, at yours. my pronouns are she and her. in other words i am a girl." i return the mock bow. we get over the traditional questions pretty soon. i decide to ask a question of my own.
"what kind of security do you have?"
"uh cameras?" he responds.
"just cameras? shouldn't you have at least one good security guard?" i ask.
"where would i find one?"
"i could provide my services.i have always wanted to be a bouncer at a club, but i am too young." i suggest.
"Do you know any stuff like that?" he asks. i smirk.
"do you have any sort of target? like a dartboard?"
"yeah i have a dartboard, but what does that have to do with anything?" he asks. i pull out my pistol shoot 3 shots each getting a perfect bullseye. then i grab the three bullets out of the target to show they have molded together perfectly. then i go back, grab one of my throwing knifes, throw it, and hit yet another perfect bullseye.
"i never miss." i tell him. "do you have a punching bag? or someone willing to be a punching bag?" i ask. he looks to be in shock but he points at the boy who was hanging on the ceiling. i roundhouse kick him in the side, land an upercut on his jaw, and knee him in the Groin. Jarvis looks terrified.
"so do i have the job?" i ask. Jarvis gives me a shaky nod. he goes to the phone hits some buttons shakily, and speaks into the phone.
"Piper! i mean Piper. please take this terrifying i mean terrific! new employee on a tour of the factory." he says. A girl with short black pageboy hair, and all black clothes walks in. she must be Piper. she laughs when she sees the state of the two boys in the room. Jarvis is cowering in a corner trying to avoid eye contact, and the other boy whos name i learned was Knox is still rolling around on the floor in pain.
"what did you do to them? because i am impressed." she says.
"i used a dartboard as a gun and knife target, and used Knox as a punching bag." i tell her. "i am the receptionist, a new imagineer, and bouncer." i tell her proudly.
"arent bouncers only in clubs?" she asks.
"technically yes, but security guard sounds boring." i tell her.
"cool!" she says. as we walk we talk about everything we like and dislike, and we could be fraternal twins! that is how alike we are. except i know how to fight and use weapons, not to mention some basic gymnastics. i promised i would teach her some things. when we get to her desk i notice that she has some pictures of Jarvis.
"what is with all the pictures of your boss?"
"i like Jarvis a lot." she tells me.
"ah. does he know?" i ask her.
"no. and you are only allowed to tell him if he tells you he likes me." she orders.
"OK. well i better get to work." i tell her.
"OK. see you later!
a/n: so what do you think of my baddass OC? she is designed to be like Tris from Divergent.