#flamewizardmon

ANOTHER NORMAL DAY AT WORK, OR SO YOU THOUGHT. IT STARTED WITH A SMALL FEELING OF APPREHENSION, IT WAS PROBABLY JUST THE CAFFEINE IN YOUR DRINK. BUT IT SEEMS YOU HAVE A HUNCH FOR THINGS GOING WRONG.

...REALLY WRONG.

YOU WERE JUST HEADING OFF FOR YOUR BREAK WHEN YOU HEARD AND FELT LARGE HEAVY SHAKES UNDER YOU. THEN, THE FIRE ALARM STARTS BLARING IN YOUR EARS, THE SMELL OF SMOKE PROMINENT.

YOU RUN FAST AND TAKE THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER WITH YOU, READY FOR ANYTHING.

YOU MAKE IT TO THE SOURCE IN THE LOUNGE.

WHO IS THAT? HE HOLDS YOUR CO-WORKER WITH A HARSH GRIP.

YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE OTHER WANTS.

THE FLAWIZARMON SPEAKS BUT IT COMES OUT STRANGE. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND AT FIRST. "Stay back!" YOU WARN HIM.

THE DIGIMON STARES AT YOU WITH AN UNREADABLE EXPRESSION. GIVING A SNIFF FROM HIS NOSE, THE DIGIMON FINALLY SPEAKS.

"Won't work." A SIMPLE OBSERVATION OF THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER IN YOUR HANDS. "Don't make me use this, or..." YOU HESITATE "I'll have to get more drastic and you won't like that." THE FLAWIZARMON DOESN'T CHANGE HIS EXPRESSION FOR A SECOND. YOU WONDER IF YOUR WARNING HAS GOTTEN TO HIM OR NOT. HE THEN SMILES A BIG TOOTHY GRIN.

THIS TIME HIS VOICE CONFIDENT AND CLEAR AS DAY. "Listen. I'm looking for someone and neither of you are him...but--" THE FLAWIZARMON DROPS SORCERIMON WITHOUT HESITATING OR CARING IT SEEMS. UPON A FURTHER LOOK, SORCERIMON IS...FINE? JUST SHAKEN IT SEEMS. "If you're going to get in my way. I hope you know how to use your magic or whatever you got going." THE FLAWIZARMON STARTS TO CLOSE THE DISTANCE BETWEEN YOU AND HIM. "Because I don't hold back punches."

--- an alt idea was just a silly of "local digimon corp hires a mole who genuinely tries his best to fit in even if he hates office work."