Telecommute
Pairing, SmokerxAce
Telecommute - : to work at home by the use of an electronic linkup with a central office
"So, Captain, report."
Smoker hated reporting. It was dull, tedious and generally involved a lot of being yelled at for not doing his job properly. Now he was travelling, telecommunication was the method of reporting to the above. He vastly preferred it; though the reports were still dull it's a lot easier to be scolded when you cannot see the person doing it.
"Well Sir, the mission did have some success."
"Some? Did you find Mugiwara?"
"…No."
"So how do you classify the mission as a success then, Smoker?"
The Marine Captain prayed the grinding of his teeth wouldn't get picked up by Den Den Mushi, and consequently his superior. He tried to keep his voice as level as possible.
"Because, Sir, the crew managed to apprehend…three other pirate crews that were terrorising the area - "
His grinding may have been hidden, but the sigh from the other end was definitely audible.
"But not sight nor sound of any Mugiawara? Honestly Captain, you abandon your post to go on this wild goose chase and have no luck. You haven't managed to arrest any high-risk pirates yet. Isn't that the whole objective of your mission. Where is this justice?"
"…….."
"Smoker? Captain, report."
The superior waited for any response, hoping the short fused captain wasn't going to blow up on him. He did not expect the unmanly yelp.
"Is everything alright there Smoker?"
"…Sorry sir, things are a bit tied up at the moment….Permission to report later?"
"Approved. I await your call Captain."
The line went dead, and Smoker's growls quickly filled the rooms.
Telecommunication may be boring, but at least it didn't show the high-risk pirate currently smirking under his table, eagerly pawing at his crotch.
"You should pay more attention to your seniors, Taisa. Don't want you losing focus now."
The raging yell was drowned out by Ace's laugh and the resulting, throaty, lust filled moan. The Den Den Mushi sat forgotten.