A/ N: Welcome to my newst story... LOL It once againis a rather short one, comapred to some of my longer ones. And it is a very light and fluffy story. No angst at all... Hope you enjoy, and let me know what you think.
Security updates. She hated security updates. Penelope knew they were necessary in order to prevent people hacking her systems from the outside, but she nevertheless hated them. They meant that she couldn't do anything for a certain amount of time until everything had been installed and updated and her babies were ready to rock again. At this moment she really did need a good distraction other than looking at her blank screens.
"We are not compatible," she all of a sudden heard coming from the door and in walked her best friend.
This distraction certainly was more like it.
"Excuse me?" Penelope asked confused. One look at Morgan and she noticed he didn't seem too happy at this very moment.
"We are not compatible," he repeated, which didn't help Penelope a lot.
"I hope you are not talking about you and me, sugar…"
"No, Baby Girl, there is no doubt you and I rock together. No chance on earth that we aren't compatible," Derek smiled at her, sitting down at the edge of her desk.
"So who's the we then and why aren't you two compatible?" Penelope asked curious.
"You know where Carly took me last night? Her big surprise?" Morgan asked and Penelope shook her head. How was she supposed to know where Derek's latest girlfriend had taken him last night?
"To a psychic. I sat in some strange backroom, listening to some old woman talking about houses and suns in houses and zodiacs, planets and ascendants – or however they call that. And after an hour or two of nonsense talking she told us that Carly and me are not compatible- sexually, emotionally or any way really," Morgan summed up last night, looking at his best friend.
Penelope tried, she really did. She tried keeping a straight face for as long as possible, which wasn't very long before she did burst out laughing.
"I'm sorry… but imagining you sitting at a psychic…. that is just too funny…." Penelope tried to argue.
"Yeah, I know. And to make it worse, I was left with the bill, because Carly apparently was too shocked about that revelation. So I basically spent 200 bucks to hear that my girl and I won't work out. Ever."
"Did you just say 200$? 200$ for just someone telling you that your relationship is a bust? Maybe I have picked the wrong job…" Penelope muttered, hearing Morgan laugh.
"Tell me about it, Baby. But I didn't just get to hear about how Carly and I don't work our zodiacal. I also got some… personal… chart, of things and signs that are supposed to work for me…" Morgan informed her annoyed. Penelope could tell that her best friends certainly had other plans for last night.
"A chart? Are you for real?" Penelope asked, barely able to stop herself from falling out of her chair for laughter.
"No, I'm not. I guess I'll have to change my pick-up lines than. Instead of the general first questions or what your name is and what you do, I'll just ask 'What's your sign'. "
"Let me know how that goes, Hot Stuff…" Penelope smiled at him, before he got up and walked towards the door of her office.
"Sure will…" he laughed and she knew he was just making fun. No way on earth did her best friend believe in stuff like that.
"Hey…" she shouted after him, when she saw a grey folder where her friend sat just a moment ago. "You forgot your… zodiac reading?"
"Keep it, do with it whatever you want with it," her best friend replied, and she had expected him to be out of earshot by now. "Even better, why don't you burn it…"