With old Edward excusing himself and Sullivan taking the helm, the employees were expecting a speech about his vision for the new company.
Unfortunately, there was none as the new but still old boss announced that he has matters to talk through first in the boss room with what seems to be his grandson.
The ladies were indignant when they saw the cute boy carrying what seems to be a heavy box for himself but they also had nothing to say as the other person is an elderly person who would probably be still garnering pity like the child.
Whatever they may think of their new situation, they had to sit tight for the moment and wait for the verdicts.
Whether they'd be staying or leaving, they would try and prove that they are an asset to be hired.
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Inside the room, Sullivan looked at the time as he made plans to talk about the good old times with Williams. "So Alex, what do you think? The people outside are the ones going to be experimenting on you for the betterment of the nation."
"Very funny again grandpa. Your British so why do you offer me to improve Americans?" Alexander asked back while inwardly sighing in relief that his grandfather didn't hire actors to act as government goons out to get him.
Anyways, that wasn't the point of their private conversation here as Alexander went straight for the important stuff.
"Grandpa, are they going to be helping me with making my comic books? I heard that old man say that this was an animation group. Would that even work out?"
"Anything is possible if you try hard enough. Besides, I can see in your eyes that you already have plans in making this work." Sullivan gave him a nod of assurance while imagining the expressions of the artist outside when they know what kind of kid they would be encountering.
"It should come as no surprise to you that grandpa is now handing over to you a company of people to help fulfill your comic-making dream." Sullivan had to make a grandiose pose to illicit some form of awe from his grandson.
Too bad that he already knew that he wouldn't be getting one as the boy only looked at him weirdly. "Whatever you say, grandpa."
Sullivan sighed at the boy not playing along. "Anyways, Troy-jan Animation Studios doesn't fit into our family brand so I went ahead and registered the business under the name of Creed Comics. I saw your logo designs at some of your penciled works so I even applied for a trademark of it."
Alexander could only wryly smile at their family quirk. Creed Entertainment was the wider family brand with Creed Pictures for filmmaking, Creed Toys for the store, the defunct Creed Clothing in London, CREED of the past-future store, and now the aptly named Creed Comics.
"Grandpa, now that I think about it. Our naming sense is so simple and repetitive but it also feels like we are narcissistic. I just read that in a dictionary some time ago and it doesn't seem to be a good trait." Alexander could only ask as this has been bugging him for years.
It was a good thing that the originator was alive now so he could put his curiosity to rest.
"It isn't narcissism, Alex. You could consider it as family pride." Sullivan gave his apt answer only to be downplayed by Alexander who said. "But isn't pride one of the cardinal sins?"
"That pride and family pride are different things. Besides, we aren't even that religious so you can leave it for those people to consider spinelessness as a virtue. " Sullivan coughed and defended with a new reason. "You could also consider our business names as a legacy and honoring our ancestors."
Alexander gave a nod of understanding after that. He was just messing with him about narcissism anyways.
Sullivan also felt that he got his point across so he shifted his attention to the business at hand. "Anyway, from what you know about comics and the stuff you saw in that little tour, can they help with the things you are missing?"
"I saw a lot of coloring materials and a lot of pens. I've heard about inking and coloring from a classmate of mine, so it should help, I think?" Of course, he still has to keep his alibis straight so he kept his unusually smart and mature mindset but still had the resources of a first grader. "I don't know about how to staple and print real comics though so I don't know where to go from there."
"Inking and coloring are already good enough." Sullivan gave a nod of appreciation to the boy's observation. In his mind, having his grandson work with animators is better than having him mix with true comic book insiders.
Professional comic artists are too invasive and ingrained in his opinion. His grandson clearly has an Eastern way of making his comic book and Sullivan would rather not change that.
Unlike Edwards, he did thorough research on what he was getting into and his grandson's limited research is just scratching the surface.
Animators are adaptable and consistent as long as they are managed properly. Sullivan knows that they are the kind of people that can help make Goku consistent in style throughout the making of the issues.
Sullivan has enough knowledge of the comic book industry as a comic shop owner that a cool Spider-man from a comic artist could be a flimsy Spider-man for another.
"When you feel satisfied with what you are going to be making here, just leave the rest to me. Grandpa has already made some plans about the bindings, publishing, advertising, and even contacted distributors." Sullivan appeased his grandson to just do what he does best while he handles the rest.
"Grandpa, you really prepared well. I am just making a childish comic book. Why did you have to make it as big as this?" Alexander had to really commend his grandfather for blowing things into proportion. Inwardly, he wasn't complaining though as it works in his favor while also counting as his indirect and unplanned string-pulling of things.
"I did say I would support your comic book career as long as you wouldn't take up piloting, so I have to stay true to my words." Sullivan was a man of conviction while keeping to himself the true reason for all of these elaborate business expansion. The old man just didn't want his grandson to stagnate on his budding creativity just because he can't keep up.
"It also helped that my business nose can smell big opportunities from your Dragonball idea." Sullivan also kept true to his capitalist mentality. "If things are as successful as I hope it would be, then you'd be surprised at what plans I have in mind."
"I'll do my best on my part then." Alexander echoed his grandfather's grand ambition. Although he kept most of his thoughts to himself, the blaze in the old man's eyes seem to resonate with his vision for the future.
Thus, the Creed duo strengthened their resolve and looked forward to the future and the legacy they would leave behind.
UniVerseLessOne This is a work of fiction and a lot of unresearched topics so don't bash my trashy work too much.
With old Edward excusing himself and Sullivan taking the helm, the employees were expecting a speech about his vision for the new company.
Unfortunately, there was none as the new but still old boss announced that he has matters to talk through first in the boss room with what seems to be his grandson.
The ladies were indignant when they saw the cute boy carrying what seems to be a heavy box for himself but they also had nothing to say as the other person is an elderly person who would probably be still garnering pity like the child.
Whatever they may think of their new situation, they had to sit tight for the moment and wait for the verdicts.
Whether they'd be staying or leaving, they would try and prove that they are an asset to be hired.
-------
Inside the room, Sullivan looked at the time as he made plans to talk about the good old times with Williams. "So Alex, what do you think? The people outside are the ones going to be experimenting on you for the betterment of the nation."
"Very funny again grandpa. Your British so why do you offer me to improve Americans?" Alexander asked back while inwardly sighing in relief that his grandfather didn't hire actors to act as government goons out to get him.
Anyways, that wasn't the point of their private conversation here as Alexander went straight for the important stuff.
"Grandpa, are they going to be helping me with making my comic books? I heard that old man say that this was an animation group. Would that even work out?"
"Anything is possible if you try hard enough. Besides, I can see in your eyes that you already have plans in making this work." Sullivan gave him a nod of assurance while imagining the expressions of the artist outside when they know what kind of kid they would be encountering.
"It should come as no surprise to you that grandpa is now handing over to you a company of people to help fulfill your comic-making dream." Sullivan had to make a grandiose pose to illicit some form of awe from his grandson.
Too bad that he already knew that he wouldn't be getting one as the boy only looked at him weirdly. "Whatever you say, grandpa."
Sullivan sighed at the boy not playing along. "Anyways, Troy-jan Animation Studios doesn't fit into our family brand so I went ahead and registered the business under the name of Creed Comics. I saw your logo designs at some of your penciled works so I even applied for a trademark of it."
Alexander could only wryly smile at their family quirk. Creed Entertainment was the wider family brand with Creed Pictures for filmmaking, Creed Toys for the store, the defunct Creed Clothing in London, CREED of the past-future store, and now the aptly named Creed Comics.
"Grandpa, now that I think about it. Our naming sense is so simple and repetitive but it also feels like we are narcissistic. I just read that in a dictionary some time ago and it doesn't seem to be a good trait." Alexander could only ask as this has been bugging him for years.
It was a good thing that the originator was alive now so he could put his curiosity to rest.
"It isn't narcissism, Alex. You could consider it as family pride." Sullivan gave his apt answer only to be downplayed by Alexander who said. "But isn't pride one of the cardinal sins?"
"That pride and family pride are different things. Besides, we aren't even that religious so you can leave it for those people to consider spinelessness as a virtue. " Sullivan coughed and defended with a new reason. "You could also consider our business names as a legacy and honoring our ancestors."
Alexander gave a nod of understanding after that. He was just messing with him about narcissism anyways.
Sullivan also felt that he got his point across so he shifted his attention to the business at hand. "Anyway, from what you know about comics and the stuff you saw in that little tour, can they help with the things you are missing?"
"I saw a lot of coloring materials and a lot of pens. I've heard about inking and coloring from a classmate of mine, so it should help, I think?" Of course, he still has to keep his alibis straight so he kept his unusually smart and mature mindset but still had the resources of a first grader. "I don't know about how to staple and print real comics though so I don't know where to go from there."
"Inking and coloring are already good enough." Sullivan gave a nod of appreciation to the boy's observation. In his mind, having his grandson work with animators is better than having him mix with true comic book insiders.
Professional comic artists are too invasive and ingrained in his opinion. His grandson clearly has an Eastern way of making his comic book and Sullivan would rather not change that.
Unlike Edwards, he did thorough research on what he was getting into and his grandson's limited research is just scratching the surface.
Animators are adaptable and consistent as long as they are managed properly. Sullivan knows that they are the kind of people that can help make Goku consistent in style throughout the making of the issues.
Sullivan has enough knowledge of the comic book industry as a comic shop owner that a cool Spider-man from a comic artist could be a flimsy Spider-man for another.
"When you feel satisfied with what you are going to be making here, just leave the rest to me. Grandpa has already made some plans about the bindings, publishing, advertising, and even contacted distributors." Sullivan appeased his grandson to just do what he does best while he handles the rest.
"Grandpa, you really prepared well. I am just making a childish comic book. Why did you have to make it as big as this?" Alexander had to really commend his grandfather for blowing things into proportion. Inwardly, he wasn't complaining though as it works in his favor while also counting as his indirect and unplanned string-pulling of things.
"I did say I would support your comic book career as long as you wouldn't take up piloting, so I have to stay true to my words." Sullivan was a man of conviction while keeping to himself the true reason for all of these elaborate business expansion. The old man just didn't want his grandson to stagnate on his budding creativity just because he can't keep up.
"It also helped that my business nose can smell big opportunities from your Dragonball idea." Sullivan also kept true to his capitalist mentality. "If things are as successful as I hope it would be, then you'd be surprised at what plans I have in mind."
"I'll do my best on my part then." Alexander echoed his grandfather's grand ambition. Although he kept most of his thoughts to himself, the blaze in the old man's eyes seem to resonate with his vision for the future.
Thus, the Creed duo strengthened their resolve and looked forward to the future and the legacy they would leave behind.
UniVerseLessOne This is a work of fiction and a lot of unresearched topics so don't bash my trashy work too much.
