Dear Diary,

Manifesto Day.

We released the video at 0900. Within ten minutes, it had been shared by at least three other villain accounts and one very confused fan page for laser sharks.

L.A. set up a „War Room“ with live analytics. Screens everywhere. Graphs. Engagement rates. Comments. She was glowing.

The Boss hovered behind her like a man watching a stock market crash or an election night. Every time the view count jumped, he nodded once. Dramatic. Controlled. Very on-brand.

The comments were… mixed.

Highlights:
– „Finally, a villain with proper production values.“
– „Mid-tier? Not anymore.“
– „Is that a shark with a laser? That’s my new personality.“
– „Why is there jello in this?“

L.A. was thrilled. „They noticed the jello. That’s *brand depth*.“

The rival villain who called him mid-tier posted a reply: „Cute video. Let’s see you back it up.“

The Boss smiled. A real, dangerous smile. He told the engineers to „prepare something memorable.“ L.A. whispered to me, „We should probably make sure the Weather Dominator actually works before he does that.“

The Weather Dominator did, in fact, work today. For six minutes. We generated a storm over the North Sea. It was enough for a dramatic clip. L.A. already cut a teaser.

At lunch, L.A. wore a white blouse, black trousers, and neon green sneakers. The Boss stared. She said, „These are my power shoes.“ He said, „They are… aggressive.“ She took that as a compliment.

Gerald got mentioned in a comment thread. His fan club exploded with pride. Someone brought him a laminated printout of the comment. It is now taped to the tank wall next to his certificate.

Raspberry Delight now has followers. Apparently, the jello has a niche fandom. The internet is a strange place.

By evening, L.A. looked at me and said, „We did it. We made him cool.“

„He was always cool,“ I said.

„He was always dangerous,“ she corrected. „Cool is new.“

Fair enough.

She leaves tomorrow. I already feel the absence coming. She told me she’d be back in a few weeks for the „phase two rollout.“ I told her I’d have the coffee ready.

Tomorrow: L.A.’s last day (for now), a farewell lunch, and apparently a surprise from The Boss. He said he „wants to thank her properly.“ That terrifies me slightly.

Proud and a little sad,
Mrs. Clawdia

*P.S. — The Boss asked if we could trademark „The Tide is Ours.“ L.A. said she’d file it. I said I’d make sure we don’t accidentally trademark it in the wrong country. Again.*