To say that Kikimora was having a rough day would be an understatement. Well, more like a rough week if she was being perfectly honest with herself.
As stressful as her job in the emperor’s coven was, at least it didn’t require any physical labor. But she had no such luck with her new job.
After the emperor was rightfully defeated, and Kiki’s attempt at building her own empire was thwarted, she had been sentenced to community service. On one hand, she got off much easier compared to the likes of Terra Snapdragon or Odalia Blight. But on the other hand, it was still wildly unpleasant. The worst part wasn’t the jobs themselves, but the fact that she was now working under those she took a very strong disliking to.
The brats she had integrated herself in with when the Collector took over? They were now in charge. That one kid with the fake stubble especially seemed to enjoy it. The Golden Guard was now happily working as... something. She honestly didn’t know, and told herself that she didn’t care.
She didn’t even know why the Golden Guard was still taking up so much of her headspace. On the bright side, she was technically, mostly rid of him. She certainly didn’t have to listen to his voice as much as she used to. Still, she had multiple other brats to hear.
And speaking of which, there was one right now! The youngest Blight’s ship sailed overhead, seemingly ready to land. Kiki’s blood boiled slightly. Mainly from the thought that she’s wasn’t even able to fly one of those things when she worked in the coven. And now here was a petulant child flying one.