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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 20, 2007 7:21:50 GMT -4
The office.
Man this place was a drag and a half! People scurrying around with folders and files and papers and WORRY! Bobby sat at his cubicle with his feet kicked up and his hands laced behind his head and watched them with sick amusement.
It was a high turnover job. You performed or Guido sent you packing. Bobby was a performer though. He got the pictures that nobody else could get, and had a great rapport with Tiff and AJ (in his mind). It didn't help things that they wanted him (in his mind). Maybe one day he'd just have to give in and let them have him. Work life would be less tense if there wasn't all that sexual tension getting in the way.
His hand reached over and brought up the window on his computer again. Nobody was around, and today they had new hotties up on the Cheerleadersgonewild.com.
"Oh Mandy," he said as he leaned forward in interest.
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Post by twilightshadow on Jun 21, 2007 14:22:23 GMT -4
A sigh of relief passed through her lips as she heaved a massive stack of folders onto her desk. Her arms tingled from the now-gone pressure of the heavy stack. Work had been hectic lately and sleep wasn't coming, making the young ghost very irritable.
Emerald-green orbs surveyed the identical, beige cubicals. There were rows upon rows of them, each containing another stressed out mutant working for the oh-so-famous Guido Carosella.
Sure, she had always wanted to be a journalist and this was a dream-come-true, but it seemed she spent more time running errands than learning how to be a good reporter.
A dimmed light of a computer screen in the next cube caught her attention. Inching against the wall, she turned around, struggling to stay perched on her tippy-toes. A smirk crossed her lips as she shifted into her orb form.
"Hey Bobby," she whispered. "Whatcha watchin'?" she asked, her invisible smirk growing by the minute.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 21, 2007 15:29:01 GMT -4
Man, he totally loved these things! Every click of the mouse and another scrap of clothing came off of the digital princess. Bobby sipped on his smoothie and clicked again.
Off with the top!
Aw yeah!
Giggling to himself deviously he dragged the mouse over the remaining scraps of her cheerleading outfit and was about to click when he heard a voice over his shoulder. Herky jerky motions to minimize the window led to the upturning of a very chilled smoothie in the middle of his lap. The frosty beverage immediately soaked through his pants and made his Piña Colada.
“Gdeeyyeeaahhh!”
His voice echoed through the office.
“Do you knock??”
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Post by twilightshadow on Jun 21, 2007 15:46:49 GMT -4
Her voice echoed over Bobby's as she burst out laughing. Her orb shifted until it revealed her human form. The laughing ceased momentarily until her gaze landed on his lap and she burst out laughing once again.
Bobby was too easy to scare, making him one of the choice people for her pranks. She fell backwards, grabbing onto the edge of his desk to stand up. Her breaths came in uneven heaves as she tried to regain her composure.
"Oh my god! You should have seen your face!" She exclaimed as she continued laughing.
“Do you knock??”
She shook her head, grinning evilly. "Not when I can phase through doors," she said, giggling.
She knew that Bobby was a hard worker, but she was waiting for the day that he was caught looking at those pictures. Her hands found her hips and she shifted her weight to side. "I don't see what you get out of that," she said, a small grin on her lips.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 21, 2007 16:03:38 GMT -4
Great. Here he was with his soaked pants in the middle of the office and a floor full of smoothie that was supposed to be delivered up to the MAN himself. Bobby wasn’t supposed to drink Guido’s smoothies. They were supposed to get promptly delivered, frosty cold and intact.
Man, he felt like a whore sometimes.
It was why he topped them off with his powers and always got an extra straw. Nobody’s the wiser, and it gave Bobby a sense of worth, which dirty little whores like him really needed.
AJ laughing wasn’t helping anything, and he gave her a frosty glare. He was going to phase her through the door in a minute!
"I don't see what you get out of that,” she said as she gestured to the monitor. Bobby looked back at the blank screen and thought about it.
“It’s a wang thang,” he said when he turned back to her. But suddenly he was glad his assistant had stopped by. “Hey man, could you grab me some pants?”
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Post by twilightshadow on Jun 21, 2007 16:11:00 GMT -4
Alexis bit back the urge to burst out laughing when he sent her a cold glare, so she just gave him a cheeky grin instead. Bobby seemed to have a habit of getting in trouble, but still managed to get out trouble too.
“It’s a wang thang,” he said before turning to his assistant.
She held up a pale hand, stifling a giggle. "That was Guido's, wasn't it?" she asked, nodding toward the smoothie that was now resting in Bobby's lap.
A feeling of guilt washed over her for scaring Bobby, but she quickly pushed it back. It was his fault for looking up porn!
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 21, 2007 17:11:06 GMT -4
Bobby concentrated on his crotch and slowly the smoothie turned into a solid chunk of fruity ice. Taking the bulk of it off, Bobby put it back into the cup. Then he smiled. "What do you mean, was Guido's?"
Oh man, he was too smart for his own good!
Bobby pointed at the rest of the smoothie on the ground and froze it solid as well. Brushing some of the grit off of it, he put it gently in the cup. Then he looked at AJ. "You might want to turn around," he said. "I still have some of this in my boxers."
Without any more warning Bobby stood up and dropped his pants.
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Post by twilightshadow on Jun 21, 2007 17:21:54 GMT -4
"What do you mean, was Guido's?" She shuddered slightly, sticking out her tongue in disgust.
"I don't want to know..." Her voice trailed off suddenly.
Her eyes widened and she held back the urge to smack Bobby and scream. A smirk graced her lips as she closed her eyes and pointed a red tipped finger at Bobby.
Her image shimmered and she reverted back into her orb state as she floated away, leaving a very cold Bobby Drake naked in his cubicle.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 21, 2007 17:50:49 GMT -4
"Hold on!"
Bobby ran out of his cubicle wearing only his top half of clothing. "How am I going to get this stain out of my pants??!!"
Everyone in the office had stopped what they were doing and were looking at Bobby Drake. He looked around the room with as much dignity as he could muster and cleared his throat. "Right." Then he ducked back into his cubicle wishing he had a door to slam.
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Post by twilightshadow on Jun 21, 2007 18:41:36 GMT -4
Laughter filled the silent office and thud echoed as Alexis hit the floor. She stood on her tippy-toes, glancing down at Bobby. "I am so sorry!" she exclaimed as she bit back more laughter.
She hadn't meant to embarass him that much and hoped he wasn't mad. Silent regret was unheard and she knew he would probably get her back.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 22, 2007 16:16:49 GMT -4
With sharp and jagged movements Bobby made his way back into the cubicle. His soaked pants were draped over the side of his desk and a small oscillating fan was directed toward them. For a moment he didn't pay much attention to Alexis as he opened up drawer after drawer in search of something.
Ah, score!
Bobby pulled out a ZiplocTM bag and opened it up. Pulling the contents out he flipped them open to reveal a fresh pair of boxer shorts. "Just in case," he said proudly to Alexis with a sly look.
People might have laughed if they knew he kept a mostly fresh pair of boxers in his desk drawer, but who was laughing now??
"Well I'll tell you what you can do to make it up to me," Bobby said with a grin. He got out a fresh straw, topped off the smoothie with some Bobby-made ice, and stirred it up. "Mmmm, can't you just taste it?" A little hair was spotted, and plucked out. Then he handed the cup and new straw to Alexis.
"Wanna meet the bossman?"
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Post by twilightshadow on Jun 22, 2007 16:53:17 GMT -4
He keeps boxers in a ZiplocTM baggy? An expression that said it all crossed her face as she shook her head in disbelief. Bobby never ceased to amaze and he never would.
"Well I'll tell you what you can do to make it up to me."
A sneer crossed her lips as he handed her the smoothie cup. Her right eye twitched slightly at the sly look that he shot at her.
"Mmmm ,can't you just taste it?"
"I'm afraid it might be poisoned!" She snatched the smoothie away from him.
"Wanna meet the bossman?"
"Fine! I'll take it to him! Happy?" Her voice trailed off as she stalked down the aisle then turned back around, realizing that she was going the wrong way.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 22, 2007 16:58:13 GMT -4
"Excellent!" Bobby clapped his hands together once for emphasis of the sentiment. Before she could change her mind, Bobby swiveled his chair around and scooted over to the phone. He pressed the intercom to Guido's office and the forgotten boxers fell to the floor.
"Mr. Bossman, bringing up your smoothie!"
Then he stood up and smiled at AJ. "I'll take you up there," he said. But he felt like he was forgetting something...
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Post by twilightshadow on Jun 22, 2007 17:04:39 GMT -4
Alexis rolled her eyes but she couldn't help but smile as Bobby clapped his hands. It oddly reminded her of one of those monkeys with the clapping tambourines.
"I'll take you up there," he said.
Her eyes drifted down and a raven eyebrow shot up. She shook her hand at him. "Uh Bobby...don't you think you might be forgetting something?" she asked, glancing away.
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Post by Bobby Drake on Jun 23, 2007 23:17:32 GMT -4
"Forgetting?"
Bobby looked around, genuinely clueless. He shrugged...then saw the boxers. "Oh...he quickly grabbed them and slid them on. A co-worker passed by to see Bobby's intern in the cube with him while he pulled up his boxers. They did a double take but didn't say anything. Sometimes getting ahead was, well...
Putting his damp pants back on, Bobby zipped them up and smiled over at AJ. "All right. Let's show you how to really make an impression on the Guid-man."
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