Consulting? Is it of a sexual nature? And who is this new secretary?! An open log!

[reign_of_power]

Who: Ganondorf, Brock and YOU
What: OPEN OFFICE LOG
Where: Ganondorf's Office
When: Whenever you need and want it, baby.
Warnings:THIS LOG WILL BE RATED M FOR MATURE

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[hasprettiestmon]

Date and Relative time: October 1st, uh... after...noon...
Door open or closed?: Open.
Snoopers allowed?: Fucen bat. I mean yes.

Erika had no intentions of going into that room. She wasn't even looking at that room. Nope, she was just focusing on getting from point A to point B, which was admittedly more of a task than it should have been at the moment. She just really wanted to take a quick nap and... Erika hid a yawn behind her hand, drowsily continuing on her way.

LITTLE DID SHE KNOW THAT BEYOND THE APPROACHING DOOR WERE FELLOWS OF REFINED ARTISTIC TROLLING AND BOYRFRENS.

[reign_of_power]

"I insist." Of course it wasn't a suggestion. On the positive side, there seemed to be a soft couch and even tea! Of course considering Ganondorf was involved, there was probably a trick behind it...

[bestsweater]

"Well, I mean..." He started, scrambling for any excuse not to get counseled. "I have some paperwork to finish up for you, and Erika was probably on her way to the greenhouse, right?"

Right.

[hasprettiestmon]

"That's right." Now that she was awake she would be, anyway.

Erika regarded Ganondorf with an even stare and then she sighed. Magicked windows and doors were hard to deal with. "Though I see there is little choice in the matter. The sooner we comply the sooner we move along, is it?"

[bestsweater]

As much as he didn't want to admit it...Erika was probably right.

"Fine." He said, shoving his hands in his pockets and shuffling inside the office.

[reign_of_power]

He waiting for the both of them to be seated before starting.

"Brock is a very professional assistant. However I have one problem." With that, he took a small item that looked both alien and magical, and pointed it at Brock.

The poor thing nearly went into hyperdrive before he was able to shut it off by force.

[bestsweater]

Brock was slowly sinking lower and lower in his chair. He was not entirely sure what that thing was, only that it was making a lot of noise and it probably meant something bad and/or embarrassing and/or something he didn't want make public in front of Erika.

Or D) All of the above.

[hasprettiestmon]

Brock. Brock all of that sinking was bad for your back, sir.

Erika winced slightly at the sudden sound. She had no idea what that was supposed to mean but it certainly wasn't pleasant. What a strange alien and magical looking device. "I'm afraid I don't understand your problem," Erika said after Ganondorf managed to shut it off.

[reign_of_power]

"I'm surprised it didn't ring for you, but the fact you have experience means this will be much quicker, then." He looked at Erika and then Brock.

"This device tells me if the person is...a virgin."

[bestsweater]

Oh.

Well.

Was that even possible? Brock sank so low in his chair, it was a wonder he was even sitting in it. "So? There's nothing wrong with that."

[hasprettiestmon]

What the... She stared at the device for a moment.

Erika's reaction was to stay perfectly calm about this casual revealing of that private information, but her blush was rather obvious. She was perhaps in a better position than Brock was though. Regardless, she kept an even tone.

"Correct. That is not something a secretary should be faulted for, as he is not the one providing counsel. I believe that is your occupation, Mr. Dragmire."

[reign_of_power]

"Of course there's nothing wrong with it," he stated, hiding well the visible smirk on his face with carefully placed hands. "Regardless, it would be considered unwise of me to...well let's just say you are a boy and a girl, and the way you speak to each other is more than all the information I need. I like to protect my assests, Erika. Brock is a fine secretary."

From the darkest abyss of...the top shelf came a box that floated into her arms.

"I'm just playing it safe for the both of you."

It was like some sort of super deluxe sexual energy pack with enough stuff to make even the darkest of nights the bestest you'd ever had. Ever.

"I'll be on the lookout on that day when the alarm isn't making a noise anymore."

[bestsweater]

Everything about this made him uncomfortable. He knew it wasn't his decision, but he didn't think he could wish harder for Erika to not accept that box. After putting up with all of Ganondorf's...whatever it was that Ganondorf did for so long, Brock finally felt like he couldn't stay silent anymore.

Though one moment ago he was slumped in his chair in embarrassment, the Gerudo's apparent preoccupation with his virginity made him sit up. "You don't need to be on the lookout because it's none of your concern. You have no business insinuating any of this. Don't you have anything better to do than pressure people?"

[hasprettiestmon]

It was already in her arms there was nothing she could do. Well she could stare at it, so she did so in a very uncomfortable fashion. Oh god she was touching it she already felt dirty. Coupled with the fact that Ganondorf would apparently be able to tell at any given moment if they ever did end up... doing... anything...

"This really isn't necessary..." was her weak retort. This box this box she was terrified of it.

Erika was trying to figure out how to best get the box out of her lap without having to actually touch it, as if touching it would throw the lid open and doom them to its scandalous contents forever.

Bask in their vanilla, Ganondorf. It was a rarity in this day and age.