Chapter 8: Bad Customer Service

Ilia went to see what was going on in front of the town hall. A bunch of animals complaining about bad customer services at the town hall. Ilia said something to get everyone's attention.

"Hey guys, what is going on," Ilia shouted. Soon, a green duck with some sort of helmet went up to him to tell him what has happened since the last time he was at the town hall.

"Bro, some bitchass fucking bird is being so fucking rude to us, man," the duck was not happy, "She would always tell us to leave, and when I pay my bills to her, she would just keep the money to herself, and she would not deposit the damn money to the bills that we need to pay. Now pretty much all of us are in debt because of this greedy bitch. All we ask is that you do something about this, man." Ilia was getting angry, and wanted to fire that animal who is doing the opposite of her job. However, he felt something like this was coming.

"I'm so sorry, mate," Ilia apologized, "Tell me who, though! I'd like to know who is the culprit" A red octopus went up to him.

"She is a purple seagull with them fakeass eyes, and puts on some lip gloss to make her look pretty, although she ugly as hell," the red octopus told him who she was. It looks like Phyllis is behind all of this. Both the duck, and the octopus told him she wouldn't give them her name.

"Oh, I know who you're talking about," Ilia knew they were talking about Phyllis, "Don't worry citizens of Melville, I will take action in this, please leave the town hall so that I can deal with this situation." All the animals left as Ilia wished. Then, Ilia entered the town hall to his office so that he could use the phone to call Phyllis. When he entered his office, he saw Isabelle hiding under his desk. She looked scared, so Ilia asked her why she was trembling.

"Mayor, what's going on outside?," Isabelle was still shaking.

"It's ok, Isabelle, they all left elsewhere. They were just mad about us, because Phyllis who works at night shifts here at the town hall isn't doing her job," Ilia explained. Isabelle finally stopped shaking, and got out of Ilia's desk, "Now, I'm going to use the phone to make her bring her lazy ass down here immediately."

"Oh, sure, no problem, Mayor," Isabelle said. And then, Ilia picked up the phone, dialed her number, and then waited for her response. When she responded, Ilia began to talk...

"Hey Phyllis, can you do me a favor and come over here to my office, I need to have a word with you."

"Why, what's going on. Am I in trouble or what?"

"No, no, just please come here and then you'll know what I want from you, now hurry." And then he ended the call.

15 minutes later...

When Ilia heard the door open, he was ready to convert into the bad bitch that he is when shit goes wrong.

"Mayor, I'm here," Phyllis said in her "kind" tune.

"May you please have a seat to discuss about what's going on?," Ilia kept his cool so that he wouldn't show any sign of suspicion, "Do you know why I called you over here in my office?"

"What are you talking about?," Phyllis was getting a bit nervous.

"Oh, well, we have been receiving a big number of complaints from many civilians here that you are treating them with disrespect, and even showed me some recordings showing me that their words are truth," Ilia gave Phyllis his paycheck, but with just an amount of 30 bells, "And enough said about this. I am sorry Phyllis, but..." Phyllis interrupted him...

"No, please don't fire me! I can be a-a good, uh, worker, but, please have mercy on me," Phyllis was so scared, she was saying random things.

"But nothing, I don't tolerate this kind of bullshit. You're fired, no more chances with you, leave now!"

"But give me one chance, all it takes is..."

"No, now get the hell out."

"Please, what am I gonna do?"

You can leave, and get a better job."

"But this is my only chance, don't do..."

"Yeah, well you should have thought about that when you were treating the citizens like crap, now go away!," Ilia was losing his temper.

"But.."

"GET OUT!," Ilia shouted. He scared poor Isabelle, who kept forcing him to calm down. Phyllis would not leave, so Ilia picked up the phone in front of his desk and called Walt to escort Phyllis out of his office.

Eventually...

As Ilia was losing it when he was having enough with Phyllis' complaints. Walt came to his office, and grabbed Phyllis by her shoulders, and took her out of the town hall. After doing so, he came back to Ilia's office and asked him...

"Hey, mayor, was that horrendous seagull the reason why there were so much animals gathered around the town?"

"Yep, pretty much!"

"Oh, I was getting worried about you, but now that you brought me here, and I should thank you for that, I have some very good news for you, I bet you can't wait what I am about to inform you about," Walt was smiling. He could tell that Ilia was waiting impatiently.

"Yes, now that my day has pretty much became shitty, maybe your words can help change that."

"I have found another daring animal that will, starting tomorrow, become a Defender of Melville."

"Oh, goodie, who is the new Defender I ask?"

"His name is Knox," Walt showed him a picture of him, "He is a gray chicken as you can see. He will pretty much replace my old friend, Roscoe's spot." The animal that was in Ilia's head was Roscoe, all thanks to the kangaroo. "Well, I'll be heading out, I must go and defend the town gates if you don't mind."

"Ok, I am fine with that, I'll be here for about a few hours if you need anything," Ilia said. And Walt was already heading elsewhere. Ilia was then doing his work until he felt like leaving the town hall.

AN: Sorry guys for taking way too long to write this chapter. I was giving myself a huge break. But I think I am all good now. That's pretty much what I have to say.