💙🕶😓What Are We Gonna Do Now?😟📱🩷

(Warning: There is a bit of swearing and arguing)

(💙🕶Karamatsu's POV🕶💙)

I was walking through the busy hallway of the office and started to think about what's been happening so far. It's been at least a month since our lovely eldest bruza, Osomatsu, got fired, and our charming Choromatsu quit his job, which is actually pretty good for him. We all found out that Osomatsu got fired when a very intoxicated Iyami told us what had happened. Turns out that our caring friend Chibita tells almost everything to Iyami. This makes it bad for us since we tell most of our, inconveniences, to him as if he's our personal therapist. But I can't blame my dear friend because he needs to get that terrible weight off his shoulders somehow.

My charming little bruza, Choromatsu, was completely honest with us and said that he quit that awful job of his. I can't even be mad at him because we were both businessmen, and it's as boring as playing with a broken piece of plastic. Also, his coworkers were total bitches that didn't deserve such a determined man like him.

Luckily, they both got another job and are doing pretty good at it. My other bruzas are doing their best, but I know that this really won't be enough because we're all doing a shitty job at them.

Yesterday, my sweet little Jyushimatsu, spilled a box full of medicines for Dr. Dekapan's upcoming experiment and delayed it by a month. Ichimatsu was sleeping on the job and left at least 50 Dayon robots incomplete. Totty spilled a hot latte onto someone's lap and got scolded by his boss. And I mixed up my bosses papers with a coworkers. All of our bosses said that we all have only 1 chance left to prove that we aren't useless, and almost everyone knows that we're going to fail at this in less than an hour.

It feels impossible to be an adult every day because we don't get to go out or do anything fun. I'm just wondering why people are the only things on this planet that have to pay for their lives. I should probably stop thinking about these things before I have an existential crisis after all I've got work today.

(🩷📱Todomatsu's POV📱🩷)

"Oi! Where the hell is my americano!"

"It's almost finished, sir!" I yelled to the customer.

"Then hurry it up!" He demanded.

I sighed and got back to making the americano. The cafe was busy for me since I had to take half of Sacchi's shift as punishment for spilling a drink on a guy. I'm so fucking stupid for spilling that latte. It could've been avoided if I just noticed the wet floor sign. I just wanna scream in a pillow or something.

Me: Here, have a pillow.

Todomatsu: Thanks. *grabs pillow and screams his lungs out* That's better.

Anyways, why am I such a lousy klutz these days. Sure, I'm getting more stress from working here. Yes, this is because my parents died, and no, I don't blame them because they died in a car crash. And yes, I've been having thoughts about death and what's going to happen after.

Me and my brothers and I are all 25 right now, and our birthday is coming up soon, and it feels like we've barely even lived yet, so many things are going wrong. It's true that we all had some wacky and fun adventures, but some of them were terrifying, like when Tougou threatened and could've kidnapped Osomatsu nii-san. We were only 10 when that happened, and whenever any of us accidentally brought it up somehow, Osomatsu just ignored it and went somewhere else since he still can't talk about it. I get that he's traumatized, but he still has to talk to us about his feelings. Maybe that's why I'm always so careless and have that "happy, go lucky" personality.

'Ugh, Matsuno Todomatsu, it's not the time for you to be thinking too deeply into this! Especially at work,' I yelled in my head.

"I'm still waiting for that fucking americano waiter!" The man yelled.

"It's coming, sir," I responded with a forced smile.

He was basically a ticking bomb at this point. One wrong move might make him explode with rage. After I put the finishing touches to the order, I called out his number and started to work on the other orders. But of course, there has to be some kind of problem with what I made.

"This is disgusting, so I want a refund," He demanded.

"I'm sorry, but you can only get a refund if you got the wrong order, had an allergic reaction, or got something in it like a hair," I explained as calmly as I possibly could. I looked at the drink and then back at him.

"Besides, you already drank it, so we can't really give you a refund."

A smug smirk crept on my face as I saw the eyes of the customer filled with rage.

"I want to speak to your goddamn manager," He said as his face came close to mine.

"Alright then." I said plainly as I stood up and walked off towards the managers office.

"Kenji sama," I said as I opened the door

"Yes, what is it, Matsuno?" He asked breathlessly. He was probably fapping again on the job.

I spightly cringed but answered.

"A customer has asked to see you."

He sighed in frustration,"What is it this time."

"He wants a refund for something that was his order and wasn't allergic to," I said as I crossed my arms.

"Did you mess it up or something?" He asked as he stood up.

"No, I followed the recipe that you left on the counter," I replied.

"Hmm, I'll speak with the customer and get this sorted out while you tend to the other customers, alright?"

I nodded in response and walked to the register.

(💙🕶Karamatsu's POV 🕶💙)

"Matsuno!" I flinched at the booming voice that came from the other side of the office.

I looked behind me, and of course, it had to be the head of the department that I was in, Mr. Onaga. He's the most annoying man I have ever been with, besides Osomatsu. The guy's always grumpy, chubby in the wrong way, looking for one tiny mistake to make big, and he's even tried to get someone fired since they gave him a fruit cocktail instead of a shrimp cocktail. Also, his wretched last name literally means old man and leader, so I guess this job was perfect for him. Sure, I don't know his first name, but I don't even care at this point because I am so done with his fucking, useless bullshit. But I need the job so it can't be helped.

"Yes, Mr. Onaga?" I said in a bored tone.

"You got the papers mixed up again! How many times are you going to do this?" He lectured.

"Well maybe it's because you never give me a fucking break," I mumbled.

"What was that?"

I straightened up and realized that I had said it out loud.

"I said that I was too tired and must have mixed them up on accident, I swear that it won't happen again," I quickly replied.

"Tch, as if I'm going to give you another chance," He sneered. "Cause you're fired!"

(🩷📱Todomatsu's POV📱🩷)

'I can't believe I got fired because the boss couldn't handle the customer, so he turned to firing me,' I thought as I grinded my teeth.

I walked out of the cafe and entered the loud and busy crowd that must've stretched for miles on end.

"At least my older brothers have jobs, and it'll be easy for me to get another job," I mumbled to myself in the busy crowd.

(15 minutes later)

"Um, why if everyone home?" I asked as I looked around the table.

"Well... we all, kinda, sorta, got... fired," Osomatsu-niisan said as he laughed awkwardly.

"Sorry, what?"

"As much I hate to admit it, we actually did get fired from our jobs," Choromatsu-niisan replied as he looked down in shame.

"Well, it's not like we wanted those jobs or liked the people we were working with," Ichimatsu Nii-san stated in a gloomy tone.

"But we needed those jobs Nii-san!" Jyushimatsu Nii-san exclaimed as he waved his hands around.

Ichimatsu just looked away with a scowl plastered on his face.

"So what do we do about this terrible situation because I know for a fact that this won't look good on any of our resumes, Bruzas," Painful Nii-san said with a serious look on his face.

We all thought for what felt like an eternity, but we didn't have a single clue.

"Maybe... Nah, that'll never work out,"
Osomatsu said.

"Well, what is it?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah, what is it, Osomatsu Nii-san?" Jyushimatsu questioned.

"Well, I was thinking that we could... um... Move to another town?"

(Author's Note: GET A CLIFF HANGER SON!!! MUHAHAHAHAH!!! But in all seriousness, this took a lot of time, and I'm making a birthday skit for the Matsunos so that's why this took so long. Anyways the OCs are almost going to be presented so be prepared. UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, PEACE OUT BOII!!!.)

[Word Count: 1576]

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