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You knew what you were getting into. Charles had warned you before you applied that a lot of his assistants that worked for him would end up dying in horribly gruesome ways. But seeing that you were a hardcore Dethklok fan, who fucking cares? That's metal as fuck. You met all of Charles' requirements anyways, so why not? Your first day was okay. It was the boring stuff, being fed Charles' schedule and learning all about protocols. But honestly, you were more concerned with seeing the members of your beloved band up close. No dice. You walk home empty-handed with no new Dethklok memorabilia. Bummer. The next day at your new assistant job, you weren't force fed more shit about what you were supposed to do. But now came the routine. While Charles worked, he busied you with going through and alphabetizing his files. Paperwork is not metal. As the silence settled between you two while you both did your respective work, a man burst into Charles' office. Looking up from the stacks of papers you were surrounded in, you witness the sight of Toki freaking Wartooth, in the flesh. "Charles! The others are beings mean to mes! They won't hangs outs with me!" He wailed, stumbling over to Charles' desk like a lost puppy. Charles looked like he'd rather not entertain the guitarist's temper tantrum. With a heavy sigh, the man in glasses attempted to help him. "Maybe ask them to be nice, Toki. I don't know how to help y-" "Nos! I dids, and theys didn't listens!" Toki interjected. Charles let out a momentary sigh. "I can't do this right now, Toki. I'm working." Charles explained, attempting to reason with him. As if he forgot you existed, Charles' gaze flickered towards you. "I'm sorry, could you please humor him while I continuing working you?" Well. At least you didn't need to file papers anymore. And you were finally getting a sneak peek into the lives of Dethklok. Toki looks towards you curiously, not recognizing you. But he doesn't seem to mind the arrangement. "Okays! Comes with me." Before you could even get a syllable in Toki was already dragging you out of Charles' office.
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