Really, really short, but I'm dead tired, so bite me.
Just kidding... Except you, Kou.
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Past, Present, Future
by Grace Musica
Chapter Four
Employment At Last!
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Trowa's job problem kept him up for most of the night. He needed a job that would keep him relatively close to home, flexible hours so he could spend time with Alex, reasonably good pay... The list went on. Finally, he realized that only one person would be crazy enough to hire him. But it would work.
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Trowa walked into the oval office, confident. The lush blue carpet muffled his footsteps, but the person in the high-backed leather chair didn't even turn around.
"Can I help you, Trowa Barton?"
Trowa put his hands on the desk and smiled. "Yes... Une, give me a job."
The chair spun around, and Lady Une sat in it, legs crossed. She smiled back at him. "I think we can do that."
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"Daddy found a job?" Alex's eyes were wide, almost disbelieving, but a spark of hope danced in their blue depths.
Lizzy nodded, smiling. "Uh-huh. That means you get to stay here with Natalie and Thomas and Audrey and Marianna while Daddy's working."
"Yay!"
Trowa chuckled at his niece's exuberance. He had called in another favor in asking for day care from the Winners until she got to school in the fall. He was just worried that his new job might have them move around while she was growing up. He didn't want her to resent her childhood.
So, for now all he could do was hope that it didn't happen...
And hope that nothing drastic came up.
But ah... How easily hope can shatter.
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M/N: Short, I know, but I'm uuber tired. And there's more chappies, calm down, breathe...
Just kidding... Except you, Kou.
* * * * *
Past, Present, Future
by Grace Musica
Chapter Four
Employment At Last!
* * * * *
Trowa's job problem kept him up for most of the night. He needed a job that would keep him relatively close to home, flexible hours so he could spend time with Alex, reasonably good pay... The list went on. Finally, he realized that only one person would be crazy enough to hire him. But it would work.
* * * * *
Trowa walked into the oval office, confident. The lush blue carpet muffled his footsteps, but the person in the high-backed leather chair didn't even turn around.
"Can I help you, Trowa Barton?"
Trowa put his hands on the desk and smiled. "Yes... Une, give me a job."
The chair spun around, and Lady Une sat in it, legs crossed. She smiled back at him. "I think we can do that."
* * * * *
"Daddy found a job?" Alex's eyes were wide, almost disbelieving, but a spark of hope danced in their blue depths.
Lizzy nodded, smiling. "Uh-huh. That means you get to stay here with Natalie and Thomas and Audrey and Marianna while Daddy's working."
"Yay!"
Trowa chuckled at his niece's exuberance. He had called in another favor in asking for day care from the Winners until she got to school in the fall. He was just worried that his new job might have them move around while she was growing up. He didn't want her to resent her childhood.
So, for now all he could do was hope that it didn't happen...
And hope that nothing drastic came up.
But ah... How easily hope can shatter.
* * * * *
M/N: Short, I know, but I'm uuber tired. And there's more chappies, calm down, breathe...