Plot like villains
The Admiral didn’t leave Jon’s side the whole night. Georgie would check in on her boys when she needed a break from her editing. Occasional cracking a joke at Jon that would run along the lines of ‘oh, the take out not good enough for the fear monster?’ Which surprisingly got a laugh out of Jon, and even got him to eat a bit more, if only out of spite. It was later followed up with Jon mentioning that it was ‘fear monster approved’ and got a laugh from Georgie.
Back in her editing room, she posted a 5 star review quoting Jon’s approval.
In the morning, Jon awoke to a whiteboard with several columns. Georgie had a kitchen chair pulled up to it and kept adding things to the lists.
There were 4 lists with a 5th area that was just labeled ‘top-secret plans.’ Jon also absently noticed that anywhere there were eyes in portraits or the likes around the room has post-it notes covering the eyes.
The lists went like this:
‘14(?) fear jerks’:
Web, rude controlling aunt
Eye, all creeps minus my boy
Slaughter, bloody war ravers
Hunt, do not play tag with
Flesh, meat nightmare
Vast, too much space
Buried, not enough space
Dark, the boogeyman's domain
Stranger, whose that?
Spiral, bad drug trip
End, know this one;
Corruption, ew worms and sick;
Desolation, mages who only use fireball
Lonely, depression, serious stuff.
Extinction, the shy new kid.
The insulting summaries brought a smile on Jon’s face.
Evil boss and evil work place:
Can see through any eye (covering eyes makes harder for him to see?)
Treats your brain like a cd that isn’t marked as read only and proceeds to transfer files
Really just body hopping eyeballs?
Workplace makes you sign your existence for not enough pay
Bitchard wants to hurt Jon 14 more times.
There was enough room under that to add more.
Monstrous Jon facts:
Eats fear, but not people fearing
Paper fear is like snacks
Asking people is like real meal
Fear has flavor?
Spooky voice powers
Maybe more eyes down the line?
Hangs out in dreams
Might be unable to be killed? (don’t want to test this one tho)
Person Jon facts
Wants to save everyone
Undid the apocalypse
Has a crush on Martin
All old habits are back cause forgot how to person
Is a lefty now
Jon walked over and crossed off ‘crush on martin’ only to be scolded by Georgie “no that one stays Mr.Sims. You adore him.”
“It’s not a crush. We were a couple. This is the past. He couldn’t possibly- Ow”
“Could you hand me that marker back? Also, that is why I put crush. Cause you gotta do the whole first date thing again. Also morning sleepy head. Clear dreams?”
“Yes actually.” Jon handed over his marker and went for the one she threw at him. “It’s weird. This is the first time I’ve slept that was clear. It was fairly, boring?”
“You would think that. So am I missing anything?“ The crush on martin now has the dot on Martin’s ‘i’ replaced with a heart.
“No, think that sums up what we talked about last night.”
“Good. Anything else I should add before we get to the best part?”
“Best part?” Jon sat down back on the couch, with a cat immediately took residence on his lap.
“Yeah, how we torture your boss to make him wish he hadn’t messed with you? I even got a sleep mask if you are worried he might be looking through my eyes.”
Jon smiled as the Admiral purred under his hand. “You should be okay without the mask while I’m in the room. He isn’t looking right now anyway.”
“Lovely. So I was thinking assault number 1 should be truly diabolical. Googly eyes. Anyplace where he might look through in the building. Make him view the world through those eyes if he wants to creepy spy on you all.”
Jon lost it. Picturing Elias trying to spy through googly eyes was almost like just sticking them on him directly.
“Yes. That sounds like a good plan 1. I could recruit help for that as well.”
“Wonderful. If not, I got friends that would enjoy a good ski mask infiltration for serious warfare.”
“If they would enjoy that, it would be nice to keep assistants from getting in trouble right away.”
“Good then. I’ll send the text summoning. How about we do set up Sunday night?”
Jon nodded, slightly wondering who she would be inviting, only to have the Beholding inform him of the list of people, Melanie and Sarah were both on that list. Oh right. Sarah.
Jon frowned a bit. “Maybe take Sarah off that list. It would be best to avoid her if you could from now on.”
Georgie looked a little concerned at that. “You didn’t just Know my contacts did you?”
Jon nodded, looking a little meek.
“Oh well. Thanks for the heads up with Sarah, she was a little odd...Oh gosh, she like-??” Georgie's eyes went to the list.
“The Stranger, yes. Think it was 5 years ago? Maybe 10? Time isn’t any easier...”
“Don’t worry about the time thing for now.” She added to the ‘person Jon facts’ about the time thing. “Also good practice round. Until you are ready to fill in your assistants about this, thats not normal interactions,”
“I know that. It just slipped.”
“Exactly. I’m not mad Jon, but from what you’ve told me, Sasha and Tim would jump on that right away. Martin would probably notice as well, but I’d guess he wouldn’t think much of it since he seems the most, less exposed to weird stuff, of the bunch?”
Jon nodded.
“Good. Now moving on to phase 2. You got any suggestions?”
Jon paused for a moment, the bit of guilt from seeing her contact list fading. “Hm… the better boss book I got-”
“You got a what?”
“Don’t worry about it. It was something I bought to help cover if I was too nice,” Georgie laughed at that. “The book mentioned to keep an eye out for employees that might be trying to earn your approval through gifts...what if he got mysterious odd gifts. Like nothing outright threatening, but just unsettling.”
“Ooh what if you did it fear themed threatening. Like sending a box of fake spiders, or bag of dirt!”
Jon tried to hold back a laugh. “That sounds amazing. Think a glitter bomb would be a good spiral. Helen would approve I’m sure.”
“That would be lovely! So phase 1 is goggly eye-pocalypse, leave a few days for that to calm down, then 14 days of fear-mas”
“Fear-mas?”
“Yeah, tis the season for gifts.” Georgie let out a hum.
“It’s March.” Jon smiled, he did quite like that name for it.