Butcherfic: The New Guy
Okay so chat wanted MOAR Btucherfic, and I got the okay to try it. This is kind of. How I imagine Apostle's daily life to go probably in the next month or so.
Title: The New Guy
Rating: Probably R for language.
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The first thing The New Guy does when he wakes up is take a piss. No, scratch that, the first thing he does is shove Caution and tell him to wake his ass up. And then he takes a piss.
Then is ritual, with Caution stumbling around in the background and cussing about how goddamn early it is. The New Guy pauses in his chanting, opens one eye, and tells him to sleep in his own fucking bed, then. But he knows it won't happen, and he doesn't really want it to.
After about an hour, he gets up from the floor and pulls on a shirt that he's worn some days ago and just kind of threw on the floor. They all have stains, and he doesn't care by this point. He gives it a sniff, shrugs, and walks out of the door.
Mornings are spent with Zombie in the slaughterhouse. He does his work, and he enjoys it. Zombie is alright- he bitches too much because he says that The New Guy takes too goddamn long with his kills, but he doesn't give a shit. He gets the job done, one way or the other, and if each animal is a sacrifice to Jashin, that's all the more better.
Then they cart the meat over to the shop. It's heavy and bloody work, and Zombie tells him to find another fucking job when he starts complaining about how heavy it is. In reality, he doesn't really give a shit, but The New Guy likes to complain just for the hell of it. It's like a hobby.
And then they get back to the shop. Eyepatch is there, and Castor is usually dicking around with inventory or something at the front counter. The New Guy goes to the back and usually manages to slice a finger off carving the meat. Zombie just fucking laughs at him. They can do that, Zombie and The New Guy. Anyone else, and the shop would be closed down by medical for having too many work-related injuries.
At some point during the day, The New Guy gets bored of playing with knives and meat. He wants a real human to carve up, not a fucking cow, and that's about when Zombie gets tired of his loud bitching and makes him mop the floor. The New Guy hates that shit, and he usually throws the mop down. It clatters to the floor, and he profanely pronounces that he quits. Zombie just shrugs and tells him where the fucking door is at. Castor is still dicking around at the front counter with his journal open. Half the time, he doesn't even look up from it when a customer comes in.
The New Guy finally picks the mop back up and starts mopping, muttering to himself the whole time. He hates this bullshit, but he actually likes his job, and Zombie's not that bad to work for.
By the time the shop closes, he's tired as fuck. He used to stop by the weapons stall and look over things, but now he's not allowed in there anymore. Whatever. It's not like he really gives a shit anyway.
He goes home and makes Caution cook after her gets out the sewing kit and sews his finger back on. He's not the best tailor, but he gets it done well enough. Caution always bitches, but The New Guy just ignores him. Sometimes he takes a shower. Other nights there might be time for a quick fuck before they both pass out in bed.
The New Guy doesn't pretend that his life is interesting, but he likes it just the same. His boss is an asshole, but really, he probably wouldn't change that for anything.
Title: The New Guy
Rating: Probably R for language.
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The first thing The New Guy does when he wakes up is take a piss. No, scratch that, the first thing he does is shove Caution and tell him to wake his ass up. And then he takes a piss.
Then is ritual, with Caution stumbling around in the background and cussing about how goddamn early it is. The New Guy pauses in his chanting, opens one eye, and tells him to sleep in his own fucking bed, then. But he knows it won't happen, and he doesn't really want it to.
After about an hour, he gets up from the floor and pulls on a shirt that he's worn some days ago and just kind of threw on the floor. They all have stains, and he doesn't care by this point. He gives it a sniff, shrugs, and walks out of the door.
Mornings are spent with Zombie in the slaughterhouse. He does his work, and he enjoys it. Zombie is alright- he bitches too much because he says that The New Guy takes too goddamn long with his kills, but he doesn't give a shit. He gets the job done, one way or the other, and if each animal is a sacrifice to Jashin, that's all the more better.
Then they cart the meat over to the shop. It's heavy and bloody work, and Zombie tells him to find another fucking job when he starts complaining about how heavy it is. In reality, he doesn't really give a shit, but The New Guy likes to complain just for the hell of it. It's like a hobby.
And then they get back to the shop. Eyepatch is there, and Castor is usually dicking around with inventory or something at the front counter. The New Guy goes to the back and usually manages to slice a finger off carving the meat. Zombie just fucking laughs at him. They can do that, Zombie and The New Guy. Anyone else, and the shop would be closed down by medical for having too many work-related injuries.
At some point during the day, The New Guy gets bored of playing with knives and meat. He wants a real human to carve up, not a fucking cow, and that's about when Zombie gets tired of his loud bitching and makes him mop the floor. The New Guy hates that shit, and he usually throws the mop down. It clatters to the floor, and he profanely pronounces that he quits. Zombie just shrugs and tells him where the fucking door is at. Castor is still dicking around at the front counter with his journal open. Half the time, he doesn't even look up from it when a customer comes in.
The New Guy finally picks the mop back up and starts mopping, muttering to himself the whole time. He hates this bullshit, but he actually likes his job, and Zombie's not that bad to work for.
By the time the shop closes, he's tired as fuck. He used to stop by the weapons stall and look over things, but now he's not allowed in there anymore. Whatever. It's not like he really gives a shit anyway.
He goes home and makes Caution cook after her gets out the sewing kit and sews his finger back on. He's not the best tailor, but he gets it done well enough. Caution always bitches, but The New Guy just ignores him. Sometimes he takes a shower. Other nights there might be time for a quick fuck before they both pass out in bed.
The New Guy doesn't pretend that his life is interesting, but he likes it just the same. His boss is an asshole, but really, he probably wouldn't change that for anything.