Then before I could say anything to try and stop him from doing something, he suddenly said,
“Time to take a spin class, bitch.” Then he grabbed her chair and spun it so fast she cried out in surprise before slumping out of it and falling to the floor.
“Jennifer!” Mr. Banner cried out, as well as some other people around the table, who looked just as shocked as I did.
But then it was also really hard not to laugh. Especially when her head was near the edge of the table and the goblin jumped in front of her face before he started to mimic little pelvic thrusts an inch from where her dizzy head was. Which meant he might have been a pervert, but he was a funny one at that.
“I… I don’t know what happened… I must have…” She started to make her excuses, prompting me to say,
“Yeah, you have to be careful when spinning your chair, they’re a bit…temperamental,”I said, making the goblin chuckle before whipping up his toga, taking out his little grey cock, and pissing on her head.
I cried out in horror and scrambled over to her, trying to get her head out of the way, only to realize that his piss just disappeared. That he wasn’t actually about to water her head in the yellow stench that obviously only I could see and even worse…smell.
“What are you doing!?” she exclaimed as it clearly just looked like I shoved her by her head. I straightened and looked sheepishly around the rest of the table, seeing everyone gawking at me like I was insane. So, I did the only thing I could think to do…lie.
“I’m sorry, but I thought you were about to bang your head on the table after you fell off your chair.”
At that, my boss gave me a skeptical look before standing up.
“Right, well, I think I have seen enough here. Shadowmere, I like your idea, you have done good work, but in light of… well frankly… many things today, I think it would be best if someone else were to take over the account and…”
“But…”
He held up his hand to stop me from saying anything more and said, “I can’t afford to lose what could be our biggest client, yet despite it being your idea, I feel like you are not the best one to do the presentation. Now, I expect you to conduct yourself accordingly in the office from this point on, and that includes working with whoever I choose to take over this account so that the transition runs smoothly… do I make myself clear?” Mr. Banner said, making my face drop.
“Want me to bitch slap him for you?” the Goblin asked, making me reply,
“No.”
“Excuse me?” my boss snapped, making me quickly say,
“I mean, yes, but no, I don’t have a problem working with anyone else.”
He raised a brow but didn’t say anything else before walking from the room, a clear sign for everyone else to follow. Of course, the looks I received as people filed out ranged between sniggering satisfaction to outright pity.
But of course, the worst of all was from Slutbag when she stopped long enough to say in a condescending tone,
“I say this with the best intentions, but isn’t it about time you realize that you aren’t cut out for this job? Maybe you should go back to the bathroom and, this time, look long and hard at yourself. Then you might see what we all see…that you’re simply not good enough.”
I was too stunned to react to this, as she was already sniggering as she walked away. However, the Goblin was already out the door and purposely tripping her up by sliding a box of copy paper in her way, making her go flying ass over fake boob!
“AH!” she cried out as she hit the floor, and because of the day I’d had, I couldn’t help but stick my middle finger up at being the bigger person.
“Yeah, well, at least I can walk without falling on my bony ass!” I shouted before slamming the door and sitting down, now panting through my anger and disappointment.
I had failed.
Which, in the grand scheme of things, was no longer my problem.
However…
The Demon I summoned in the bathroom was.
5
CHANCE MEETING
OBLIVION
