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// Chapter 4 (Rewritten) 
// Story: Of Vampires and Werewolves 
// by KarlGaks 
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The very next morning... Octavia rolled out of her bed and went down the hall to the "kitchen". I'm using that term lightly here mostly due to the fact that this "kitchen" contained a microwave, a mini fridge, and last but not least, a paper towel holder... thing... I don't know the technical term for it. Anyways, Octavia simply decided that a Hot Packet would have to do for breakfast, even though it was technically a lunch food that was all she had so it would have to suffice for the time being. Unfortunately there were classes today, the good thing is though that nopony ever went to classes because they were already perfectly good at what they want to do for a living and will probably never need any more instruction. In consequence there were no classes today.

Octavia finished her Hot Packet and decided she was going to go back to the hovel today. It's not like she needed to go, she just had nothing else to do and felt like talking to Vinyl and getting to know her a bit better, maybe take her out to lunch, or they could watch a movie... Octavia shook her head. I can't go around thinking like that... No matter how she was feeling though she was going to go anyways, heck, maybe she could apply for a job there at the facility. On that note she headed out her door and set off for the hovel. In the back of her mind though she couldn't help but wonder...Why wasn't Carrot Top in the dorm this morning?





Now let's see where she might be off to... Maybe to see a certain somepony I presume? Carrot Top asked herself evilly. She followed Octavia in the bushes beside the path she was going down. Just then Octavia turned off the path and went around the corner. Dammit! Why can't she make this easy for me? Oh that's right, because she's not doing this for me... Carrot Top sneaked up to the corner Octavia just went around and peeked to see where Octavia was. Where'd she go? It's not like she just walked into one of these trees... I'll figure it out next time.





Octavia walked along side Vinyl. "So you want to work here now? On your second day visiting? Are you 100% certain this is what you want?" Octavia nodded in confirmation. "Yes, that is correct." Vinyl shrugged, "Alright, if you say so. What were you thinking of doing anyways? It's not like you have much experience with this whole supernatural thing yet." Octavia cocked her head to think for a moment, "I'm not sure actually... I never really got that far in thinking about it. Maybe I could be your assistant or something?" The white mare nodded her head. "Ya I guess that could work, I've been thinking about getting one for a while now anyways. Let's get the papers signed and get to work then."

The next half hour was spent signing documents and setting up various things like pay rates and how possible future promotions might work. Typically signing up for a job there wouldn't be so difficult but firstly since being Vinyl's assistant wasn't exactly an official job things needed to be lined up and so on so everything could be worked out. Along with that Octavia was extremely new to the organization, which on an unrelated note Octavia had learned is a fake-ish company that sells stuff like glass candle holders filled with various colored liquids (by liquids I mean blood) and gemstone pet rocks (also filled with various colored bloods). On another similarly unrelated note the cover name for the organization or rather the name of the fake-ish company was Gravel and Co. even though they never sold anything even slightly related to gravel.





Later that night... Octavia had finally successfully secured a job. It's been quite a while since she had one so having a new source of income was definitely welcome. It was going to be nice to be helping out such a friendly mare like Vinyl, even if she was rather... uncouth. Well technically she's assisting Vinyl not helping her but what difference does it make? She had a good paying job and a nice boss, and that was all she needed to stay afloat. Octavia sighed and rolled over in bed. She may as well stop thinking about how she got a job and just try and focus on keeping it, worrying about having got a job isn't really worth the effort or time. With that Octavia just decided she would simply deal with it and finally just stop rambling on in her head and go to sleep.