A/N: Also! In response to the allegations that I hate Zoro, I can assure you they are entirely felonious. Er... erroneous. I don't hate him! I love him! I just also happen to love making fun of him. And hey, I pick on Sanji nearly as much, don't I? And I totally have a crush on him, as much as it's possible to have a crush on a fictional animated character. ... Did I just admit that? Ah :x that's gonna come back to haunt me.
And don't worry, tori (may I call you tori?) I figured most (or at least a good portion of) people didn't read these chapters, if only judging by the fact that they consistently get fewer hits than the actual "episodes" ;D I suppose I could say something insulting, as anyone it applies to... wouldn't be reading this, but really, what's the point? I wouldn't mean it anyway. LOSERS. (I kid.)
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"You know," said Uno, taking a long drink, "I just don't feel like people pay attention to me, is all."
"I understand the feeling, sir," his assistant assured him, pouring herself another glass.
"But it's like... you know? I just... try and try to make my point, and nobody listens. Nobody... ever... listens...!" He put his head down on his desk, and she swore he was sobbing.
She sighed. "Sir, I think you've had too much to drink."
"Shut up! I don't need you telling me what to do!"
"Sir, listen to me. I know they don't listen, but... sir?" She leaned closer, peering at him. He had fallen asleep.
She picked up the memo and turned to take it to the writers, thinking on how she'd never seen anyone act that way after one bottle of sparkling apple cider.