Sebastian hates Namba. Namba hates Sebastian.
This is the first of three fics I'm posting (I would post them together, but separate posts seems to be the norm now...) Technically, this was written for Line Inspiration over on Bulbagarden, but I loved it so much I decided, "hey, a story's a story", and figured I'd wipe out a prompt that way. I copy/pasted it, added a bit, and corrected some blatant typos, so it's a bit more polished than the original product (written in maybe 5 minutes, tops).
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86. Stupid
"Aren't you the snidemeister?"
Sebastian glared over at Namba. "That's no way to talk to me, Ambrose."
Namba ignored him. "Hmph. I think it's worth pointing out who's been walking this green earth longer than you, Professor. Perhaps if you thought twice before telling off your elders-"
Sebastian spun around and leaned over Namba's desk. "I don't care how old you are, Namba. It doesn't make me any less your superior. And I was hardly telling you off. I'm just sick of you taking all your projects and using them as another means of inflating your already oversized ego. Can't you do just one thing without putting your name on it?" Sebastian started ticking off examples on his hand. "Namba's Nasty Pokemon Provoker... Namba's Magic Pokerus Machine... Namba's Amazing Box 'o Vermin, and that was just a crate of Rattata... For God's sake, Namba, do you see ME putting my name on stuff? I could have called Project Revolution Sebastian's Evolution Ray of Doom, but I didn't, did I? Look, if you'd put as much effort into carrying out these projects as you did naming them..." He shook his head.
"Because you're not as brilliant," Namba replied. "Besides, you got where you are now by nepotism."
The professor stared down at him, and Namba realized he'd made a mistake. He'd used the n-word again...
"What did you say?" Sebastian asked.
"Um... nothing... you completely deserve your position and Giovanni made an EXCELLENT choice regarding leadership of this department... please don't hurt me?"
"That's what I thought," Sebastian said. "Now, as I was saying before we got off on Namba's Pointless Tangent..." he said in a mocking way, "I expect results from this upcoming project of yours. Or you can expect Namba's Overly Generous Budget to see a serious cut in the near future. Do I make myself perfectly clear?" He grinned evilly at Namba, and a silent agreement was made between the two of them in Namba's expression of complete fear.
"Errum?" Namba managed to choke out in a strange garbled way. Sebastian was tiny, but when he meant business...
"That's right," Sebastian said, leaving Namba's office.
New readers of my fanfiction: You'll find this is one of my cherished themes.
86. Stupid
"Aren't you the snidemeister?"
Sebastian glared over at Namba. "That's no way to talk to me, Ambrose."
Namba ignored him. "Hmph. I think it's worth pointing out who's been walking this green earth longer than you, Professor. Perhaps if you thought twice before telling off your elders-"
Sebastian spun around and leaned over Namba's desk. "I don't care how old you are, Namba. It doesn't make me any less your superior. And I was hardly telling you off. I'm just sick of you taking all your projects and using them as another means of inflating your already oversized ego. Can't you do just one thing without putting your name on it?" Sebastian started ticking off examples on his hand. "Namba's Nasty Pokemon Provoker... Namba's Magic Pokerus Machine... Namba's Amazing Box 'o Vermin, and that was just a crate of Rattata... For God's sake, Namba, do you see ME putting my name on stuff? I could have called Project Revolution Sebastian's Evolution Ray of Doom, but I didn't, did I? Look, if you'd put as much effort into carrying out these projects as you did naming them..." He shook his head.
"Because you're not as brilliant," Namba replied. "Besides, you got where you are now by nepotism."
The professor stared down at him, and Namba realized he'd made a mistake. He'd used the n-word again...
"What did you say?" Sebastian asked.
"Um... nothing... you completely deserve your position and Giovanni made an EXCELLENT choice regarding leadership of this department... please don't hurt me?"
"That's what I thought," Sebastian said. "Now, as I was saying before we got off on Namba's Pointless Tangent..." he said in a mocking way, "I expect results from this upcoming project of yours. Or you can expect Namba's Overly Generous Budget to see a serious cut in the near future. Do I make myself perfectly clear?" He grinned evilly at Namba, and a silent agreement was made between the two of them in Namba's expression of complete fear.
"Errum?" Namba managed to choke out in a strange garbled way. Sebastian was tiny, but when he meant business...
"That's right," Sebastian said, leaving Namba's office.