Even for a clear hatchet job, Electra managed to bury the hatchet right into Mina's career. For the next five months, Bird Brains Lawyering Co. didn't have a single case. Nobody wanted to trust the "lovestruck attorney" with as much as a parking violation.
People on the street often pointed and laughed too. She had become a punchline where she had been too blind–blinder than her boyfriend even–to notice that Dustin Himbolake was a murderous scoundrel. "Himbo's Bimbo" was the moniker they had thrown on her and to make matters worse, it stuck. Business Park, the once welcoming area she had grown up in, had become nothing more than a pit of hecklers screaming an unfunny joke.
As Mina had plummeted, Maxine Electra rose to astral heights. With her flamboyance and fabulosity she became a favorite in the polls and due to her ability to hit any rival with a sassy comeback that decimated them and their careers, she adopted the deadly nickname of "The Electra Chair." All the while, she was a mogul who ran her multi-billion dollar empire from the Electra Company skyscraper, the tallest building in all of Business Park. Unlike Himbolake, the former "Non Stick Frying Man" Maxine Electra was literally untouchable…until one fateful day in the middle of July.
It started drab as usual. She and Blind arrived at Bird Brains for a day of non-work, armed with lattes from Crunchin' Donuts. She was thankful to her Willy as he was chivalrous to help her pay rent on a business that generated no income, only sorrow. Even with his support though, she was beginning to feel this was futile.
As she sat at the desk, she rested her head on a Ninja Kitty shaped pillow. "Another day, another negative dollar" she said, slurping her latte through a straw. "Perhaps I should throw in the towel. The only work I do here is cleaning Himbo's Bimbo graffiti off the building."
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Blind shook his head to combat her negativity. "Wasn't this your dream to become a lawyer, Mi-Mi?"
Mina's cheeks turned pink over her self-invented pet name, but she just blew out a heave of hot air. "It was. But now I've been pigeonholed as some mindless fangirl. And the worst part is, I'm not even a pigeon…or a fangirl."
"Don't talk to me about pigeonholing," Blind remarked, surprisingly stern. "Imagine what people thought about a prosecutor who couldn't even see the evidence."
"Oh gosh…" Mina said, lifting her face out of the pillow. "I didn't even think of that. Wow, I'm so sorry, Willy. That's more than you can shake a stigma at."
Blind pushed back his shining, deep- conditioned locks and offered a sparkling grin from his chiseled chocolate mug. "The trick is proving em wrong, Mi-Mi. They don't know me for that now and neither will they know you from one bad case."
"Wowie zowie!" Mina said slamming the desk with realization. "No they don't. You're far too dreamy and awesome!"
And with that, a resounding ding came from the lobby downstairs. Either someone had come to throw tomatoes at her and call her a bimbo, or…it was a client. Mina clicked on her heels with her metaphorical heart pulsating in her mouth and when she opened the door, she faced two of the most unlikely people she'd expect to show up at Bird Brains. It was head prosecutor Ashley Ryan…and Victoria Electra, the daughter of her sworn enemy.
"Ashley…Vicki…" Mina asked. "Are you at the wrong law office? You know that I run it right???"
Ashley smirked and flicked a gloved hand finger forward. "I do believe we are at the right building, undergrad. Its as shabby as you are."
"Gee thanks," Mina said, rolling her eyes. "Are you just here to have yourselves a Mina pot roast?"
"Nope," Ashley said and she gestures to the blonde bombshell that was Vicki. "She wanted to come here."
"Why?" Mina asked.
The normally caustic Victoria Electra looked quite concerned. Because, like, I can't believe I'm gonna say this, especially to you, grody brunette, but I want you to take my mother down! I think she's a cold blooded killer!"