Bleade's Revenge
Hey there.
My name is Bleade, and I wanna share something with you. Shall we begin?
"Bleade! Fix the damn streaming system already!" the bulbous boss, Leonard Sheppend yelled into Bleade's cubicle. "Why do I keep you around you useless piece of shit! You never do anything!" Sheppend's rolls jiggled about his girth as he continued his verbal onslaught of the young blue husky.
Bleade was now 25 years old. Tall, athletic, secretly very nerdy. His fur was blue in color with little swirls at his shoulders and hips with two leaf patterned shapes extending up the sides of his neck over the white that made up his front. He had been working at Sheppend's company, Jetflix, for four years now. Four years of yelling, screaming, and being told how useless he was, even though Bleade had actually improved nearly every system the company used and increased profits by about 35 percent. Sadly he had never been given a raise for any of that.
"I will get it done." he replied obediently.
"You sure as hell better!" Sheppend yelled one final time as he made his way back to his office.
"I can't keep taking this any more..." Bleade thought to himself. Quietly he clicked his browser open and typed in an url quickly. While he waited for it to load, he clicked back to the streaming programming page and looked through the miles of code that seemed determine to be the bane of his existence.
"Ching" the loading bar chimed as it completed its task. Bleade clicked back onto the browser and smiled with silent amusement. The website he had loaded was his banking site. Recently Bleade had been rather successful with some trading in the stock market that had proved to be incredibly lucrative for him. Then on top of that, Bleade happened to be very fond of the lottery. A week earlier, he had somehow managed to win the state jackpot sitting at 350 million dollars.
"Current Balance=$780,267,452.00"
"I think it is time to quit." he said with a chuckle. After all he could afford to buy Jetflix 100 times over now.
A message popped up in the corner of his screen.
"Are you going to do it?" It was his lover, Damerian. Damerian was this red wolf who had recently moved in with Bleade. He was kind of tubby but not huge, and had the most entrancing golden eyes. "And he is so good in the sack." Bleade murmurred to himself with a gentle blush before replying. "Yes I am hunny."
"Good :)" came the reply.
Bleade clicked the browser closed and opened up a program whose icon was invisible. He had been planning this small piece of revenge ever since the success with the stock market. A teal screen popped up and code began to fill it up.
Beta enux gama ipa nova, Enux luca ipa meta ipa nova alpha theta ipa omega nova, Supa yrgo supa theta enux meta, ??????????????? Y/N
Bleade knew what the code really said. "Begin Elimination System?"
He typed in Y and the screen vanished. Then he got up and pulled the little he had left in his cubicle that belonged to him out. Smiling brightly, he walked down the aisle and into Sheppend's office and leaned against the door.
"What do you want?!" Sheppend growled, the tubby human bunched up a chubby fist and stared at the husky in front of him.
"Oh nothing you fat piece of shit... Just wanted to tell you that I quit oh and I am suing you for verbal abuse and harassment." Bleade replied as he held up a digital recorder.
"You think you scare me you little punk ass! You don't scare me at all! I can handle you, I can handle anyone!" the rolls around Sheppend's body began to shake tremendously in his anger.
"Is that so? Good luck without your lawyer, You see, I asked him to represent me in this little ordeal. It seems he doesn't care as much for you as you might think." Bleade replied casually. He smiled brightly as he watched the color slowly fade from Sheppend's face. The man knew he was beat. His lawyer was the number one rated in the state.
"So long blobber boy." the young husky said as he strolled out of the office. As he walked down the aisle and into the elevator, he felt a rush of relief flow over him. He knew that Sheppend couldn't put up a fight and he knew his revenge would be complete by Thursday, a whole four days from the current day.
As the elevator reached the first floor and opened its doors, Bleade began to strut a little and made his way to the front doors. Walking out into the Sunday air he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Today was a good day.
Suddenly, Damerian's pickup pulled up next to the curb. The gentle purr of the custom twelve cylinder engine made Bleade's heart pump faster and he blushed a bit as he began to feel his pants get tighter. He really did love that pickup. Without a second thought, he hopped in the passenger seat of the crystal blue chevy and kissed Damerian as deep and passionate as he could. The young wold gave a small yelp of surprise and then pulled his lover closer.
Pulling back a little and grinning, Bleade whispered, "Lets get out of here." Damerian grinned back and gunned the motor.
A month later, Bleade came strolling out of a Hotel bathroom wearing a robe. He smiled as he looked at his wolf passed out naked on the bed, a still lagging hard on slowly fading from their exploits earlier. As he walked around the bed to the window he noticed a copy of the Honolulu world bugle setting on a side table. Picking it up, he stepped out onto the balcony and sat in one of the reed chairs outside. He slowly flicked through the pages until a specific article caught his eye.
Jetflix goes bankrupt!
As of last Friday, Jetflix owner Leonard Sheppend declared in a press conference that the company will be going bankrupt and closing its doors.
Sheppend, who was recently sued by former employee, Bleade Severen, was pushed to the brink by the lawsuit after a devastating lost that cost him approximately 120 million dollars. This was quickly followed by severe technical malfunctions that took the company off the grid for nearly 3 weeks. The cost was too great and so now the company has been liquidated and all of its assets sold.
The good news of this story is that all of the previous Jetflix employees have been hired on by various corporation now owned by Bleade Severen.
Bleade smiled and set the paper down, then propped his feet up on the balcony railing and slowly wagged his tail.