Uncle awakes to the scent of peonies and jasmine flowers on the deck of his home. A gift left to him by an admiring newcomer. He didn't get gifts often, but he was grateful that someone was thinking of him. Flowers weren't his thing, however. He preferred heavy metal, explosions, and gunfire. He pushed the potted plants into a recycling bin that he would never empty.
He starts his morning coffee. A hickory roast with a single creamer, a teaspoon of sugar, and a teaspoon of honey. He mixes his brew to perfection and takes the first sip. It's disgusting and far too sweet. He'll never take on Night's recommendation for coffee again, the troll. He sighs and pours out the coffee in his sink, then settles for a simple breakfast of toast and eggs. No bacon. He didn't have the time for such luxuries.
After a short but filling meal, he steps into his black dress slacks with suspenders and a white oxford button-up shirt. He completed the ensemble with a red tie and a matching black suit jacket. He puts on his best smile, but it quickly fades as he looks in the mirror. Uncle evilfusion hates suits. They're too confining, even if he does look ever so dashing. Uncle sighs and picks up his keys from the bedside nightstand. He glances longingly at his bed thinking to himself, "I can't wait to go to sleep tonight." Alas, he must be off to his daily place of work. He shuffled into his shoes and prepared to embrace the soul-crushing halls of yugiohcardmaker.net.
As he entered the main building, Uncle brushed into Sakura.
"Damage report," Uncle said right away.
"We've got three hundred reports, most of them stemming from Debates and Miscellaneous. I handled two hundred and seventy-five of them, but there are fifteen remaining and Yui called out sick," answers Cousin Sakura.
"And what of the Duck?" Uncle asks.
"Darkwing, or Zai?" Cousin replies.
"The one who works here," Uncle stated.
". . . so, Darkwing or Zai?" Cousin asked again.
"Zai. Where is he?" Uncle says as he enters the control room.
"Oh, he was just here assisting me, but I believe he got an urgent call and had to step away."
"Right," Uncle says as he sits at the head of the control room. "Shut it all down."
Cousin stands in shock. "Sir?"
"I'm going for a drink and I don't intend to put up with their shit today. Care to join me?" Uncle asks as he pulls the Shut Down lever for yugiohcardmaker.net
"I certainly wou--"