Story 5 - New Boss

"N-new boss...?" Mim whispered.

"D-don't give me that crap!" He cried.

As he said that, police sirens began sounding.

"S-shit...!" Mim cried.

"Don't worry, my boy, if we get out of here now, we can escape those government hellhounds."

"What the hell are you going on about!?" Mim shrieked.

"You're the one who needs to run; I haven't done shit!"

"Now, now, what did I say earlier?" The man asked, narrowing his eyes.

"I told you, the uprising assistant jealous of his boss's power killing his boss for the glory…it makes quite the juicy story."

"But there's no evidence. I didn't even touch his body!" Mim shouted as tears began to well in his eyes.

"Open the door!" A policeman demanded through a megaphone.

"We don't have time, Mim!" The man angrily whispered.

"Alright!" Mim cried.

"I'll go with you, damnit!" He growled.

The man grinned.

"Now that's the answer I was hoping for…" He whispered.

*

As the two made their way out the back, through Ocleau Forest, they reached a hideout of sorts.

"Finally!" Mim coughed, catching his breath.

"Now that this is over, care to tell me your name?" He glared.

"If not, I'll just refer to you as 'asshole'." He gave a sly smirk.

"Aha!" The man laughed.

"Sadly, there are many assholes in this world; I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to differentiate me from the others," he paused.

"So, in the meantime, you may refer to me as Larkin, your new boss." He grinned.

Mim's eyes widened.

"Heh…" He smirked.

"Guess I got stuck with another shitty boss after all, huh?"