Novel & Cerita Cartman Respect My Authority Gif

Always with a cold voice. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Good Morning." I heard from behind me making me turn to Carton. "Good Morning–" I paused waiting for him to fill in his name. "Carter." "Carter!" I exclaimed with a smile. Instead of saying something, he moved his eyes off me and looked behind me. "Go." I watched Carter bow before he turned around and walked away leaving behind soft footsteps. "He's getting dumber by the minute." I heard Maverick mutter and I tilted my head.

"I'm just not human without my first cup of coffee." "Well, I suggest you get human. First Rule: I demand respect. I don't request it. I don't earn it. I demand it," he said his voice made of granite. "Look, Sir," I spat out. "If you wanted respect or pleasantries, I suggest you call back at a decent time. How about never? I'm just in no mood to kiss your ass like you want me to right now." The silence that came through sent warning shivers down my spine. The words "oh shit" went through my head. But after the other night, I couldn't care less.

Darius was right, a few months ago, they wouldn’t dare question my order but now, they question every single word that comes out of my mouth. Kairos growled angrily in my head, angered by the blatant disrespect. I let out a slow breath, squeezing the letter. “I think it’s time to remind them who holds the highest authority.”

So far, everyone had shown respect toward me and listened to my ideas and opinions without disregard or rejection. I wasn’t sure if it was out of real respect for me or out of fear of what Layton would do to them, if they dared to upset me in any way. In the month I had been here, he had quickly made it known to any male that entered a room with me in it that I was not to be trifled with or disrespected in any way. Only two weeks ago, a man interrupted me during a meeting as I tried to suggest an idea to help with any newcomers into our pack.

Confused, Madeline looked at Carter who had a huge grin on his face. “Carter, what kind of person are you? Why are you doing all these? Just to inherit the position of the highest authority of St. Piaf?” Carter did not respond to Madeline’s questions, seemingly admitting to them tacitly.

Then out of it, a grey wolf appeared with meat in his mouth. I sighed out of relief when I realized it was Carter. He stopped before and put the meat below my feet. "Uh. This is for me?" I uttered and he nodded. "T-thank you." He gave me a grin and bent over towards me, making me laugh. "You want some ear rub?" he nodded rapidly and excitedly. "Okay." I happily agreed and stooped down, scratching the back of his ears. Carter is really childish sometimes, but he's the joy in this pack.

“Whoa, man. You're not acting super aggressive right now, but I don't know you like that. Stay!” I use my most authoritative voice and immediately feel bad when he crouches down and whines. He also stops crowding me, so I count it as a partial win. Now that I see he respects commands, I'm more comfortable with him walking with me. He can do what he wants as long as I get to work on time today, and I tell him so. There’s always some kind of weird shit going in New York City. I start walking toward work again, and eventually a man comes around the corner ahead of me.

He retorted again and this time it's I getting on my nerves. "Who exactly do you think you are to question authority? The last time I checked you still take orders from me in as much as you are eligible to make suggestions concerning the wall I don't think you should be biting more than you can chew because you are very much aware I can have your head slit off if I want to so don't you think we should watch your tongue? Because I don't know if it's me or I think you are already trespassing your boundaries." I said salami my hand angrily on the table because I hate when you are people questioning my authority or were making suggestions contrary to what I have made it always made me mad and th

- seriously - But it's good, isn't it? Being feared earns respect and power. I'm not blind, since I arrived you want me to see that you're in charge here and that I have to sit down and wag my tail, otherwise I wouldn't be here, trapped. Are those people out there who obey you really your men or just dogs of war? - I say provocative.