"Hannyabal," Magellan called him. This was unusual. The Warden had been ridiculously busy since that major prison break right before the Marineford war. He didn't have much time to interact with those below him. Many higher-ups were berating and punishing him. Hannyabal might've felt bad, if not for the fact that he so desperately wanted to be Warden himself. With everyone pointing out Magellan's faults, Hannyabal was looking more and more attractive for a promotion.

"I need to talk to you about something," Magellan said, as Hannyabal trotted over.

"Actually, there are some matters I have that require you attention as well," Hannyabal said, handing his supervisor a pile of documents. Magellan sighed uncharacteristically as he looked through the papers rapidly. This was definitely strange. Normally the Warden would just toss the papers back to Hannyabal, or whine about doing them later.

"Is there something wrong, sir?" Hannyabal asked, his mind whipping around as to what the Warden's predicament might be.

"Yes, actually," Magellan said, "I'm being demoted."

This did not come as much of a shock to Hannyabal. Magellan had had some major slip-ups. Releasing former Warden Shiliew for one thing, and letting Monkey D. Luffy escape another. Heck, the man had basically added gasoline to the flame that was the Marineford War. All the escapees from Impel Down had miraculously ended up at Marine HQ, on a marine ship no less, bearing guns and enemies of the government. Hannyabal wouldn't stoop so low as to say it was completely Magellan's fault, but the man had certainly contributed to it.

"Demoted to what position?" Hannyabal asked nervously.

"Vice Warden," Magellan moaned.

"But," Hannyabal began, frowning, "That's my position!"

"Yes," Magellan scrunched his eyebrows, "it is."

"So?" Hannyabal prompted the Warden.

"So what?" Magellan asked, missing the former Vice Warden's intonation.

"SO, What's going to happen to me?!" Hannyabal shouted.

"Er…" Magellan mumbled, "I think they're promoting you."

Promoting? What did he mean by that? There was not higher position in Impel Down other than-

"Warden?" Hannyabal asked tentatively. "Are they promoting me to Chief Warden?!"

Magellan sighed, and a large puff of poison gas came streaming in Hannibal's direction. Hannyabal, who was too shocked to take notice received the poison head on, and was sent into a coughing fit.

"I CAN'T DO THIS!" Hannyabal screeched through his coughs. "I CAN'T DO THIS AT ALL!"

What had he been thinking?! Chief Warden?! That was a really hard job! There was no way he could mess up, or have days off! And was he even strong enough to keep the prisoners in line?!

"I can't I can't I can't I can't-"

"Oh shut up," Magellan grumbled. "You're going to be fine. Besides, you'll have me to help you. You can't possibly screw up."

"But, but you screwed up, and look what happened to you!"

"Oh horrors," Magellan dead-panned, "I've been demoted to the position directly under my former. Whatever will I do?"

Magellan had a point. Maybe. Maybe Hannyabal could do this after all.

A.N.: Urgh. Sorry this is late. Just, ETM took up so much time I couldn't- Anyways, hope you like it! Reviews, Favourites, Subscriptions, Reader Birthdays, and Requests are welcomed and much appreciated! I'll see you in a few hours for Dadan (Ahaha)