UUUUMMMM...hi. I was so bored yesterday that this is the first thing that popped in my head (naturally something random), and I had to write it down. And...yeah, I've got nothing else to say.

I don't own Ninjago, and I never will.

(Jay's POV)

I slouched in my wheelie chair, spinning around in aimless circles. The toe of my shoe was turning dull from constantly scraping it against the floor, but I was so bored that I really didn't care.

"You look ready to get the heck out of here." I turned my head in the direction of the voice, still spinning, and I caught Kai peering over the thing that separated our little cubicles from one another.

"I am," I answered, my chair rotating so that my back was facing him for a few moments before I swiveled back around.

"Shh! This place is supposed to be quiet!" Nya hissed as she walked past us. She gave me a glare before giving her brother the same look. A stack of files and papers was in her arms, which she dropped unceremoniously onto my desk. Loose leaf papers scattered around my neat desk.

"What-" I began to protest, but she cut me off.

"Cole needs you to sort those out and to organize them for his conference at four," she explained abruptly, "he'll be here in about ten minutes to pick them up." I gawked at her, but she had already left. I looked at Kai, but he just smirked and disappeared behind the wall.

"I would hurry if I were you, Jay," Lloyd warned as he walked by, "Cole's in an ugly mood today, so unless you want to get backhanded across the face and then get stuffed into a maid's outfit for the rest of the day, plus makeup," he added, "then get moving." And then I noticed that he was indeed wearing a poofy black maid's skirt with a black top and a white lace corset, with black fishnet tights and sparkly high heels that looked like torture devices.

"Really? The makeup wasn't torture enough, now you're in heels?"

"That's what I said," he sighed, rubbing at his left eyelid, trying hard not to smear the eye shadow, but failing. His head suddenly jerked upright, and then he reached over, pushed my head down, and hobbled as well as he could in the too-small shoes away from my cubicle.

"I hope those are done, Jay." Oh, shoot… I cringed as I heard Cole's voice from behind me.

"I-I just got them," I stammered, reaching for the folder and dragging it closer to me. Cole snorted, looking unconvinced.

"And did Nya fail to tell you that I need them for the conference that I need to attend at four?"

"No…"

"Then get working. You have eight more minutes, and then I will come back for them. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir," I mumbled under my breath.

"Good." He walked away, leaving me to groan and slam my forehead against the stack of papers. I hate this job.

"Do you want some coffee, Jay? Or do you want some help?" I lifted my head, running my hand through my hair, and spinning in my chair to look at whoever spoke, my hands folded neatly in front of my stomach.

"I'd appreciate both, but about ninety-five percent of me doesn't want to get stuffed into a maid's uniform with fishnet tights and high heels with makeup like Lloyd," I replied.

"So, would you like some help?" Zane offered again. In his sleek black business suit with a white button-up shirt and a simple ice blue tie, his black shoes glossy and shined to perfection, and his hair neatly combed, he looked like he was ready to go on a dinner date with his girlfriend…if he had one, that is.

I pushed the stack of papers over to his direction, and he cast a quick glance around the silent office before ducking into my little cubicle.

"Why does Cole want you to order jelly-filled donuts, mochas and lattes, and a chocolate cake?" Zane quirked an eyebrow at me over the top of the paper. I snatched it out of his hands and looked at it for myself. Yep, it was a shopping list alright…And if this was a joke, then there was going to be something about the papers in the file. I opened it, and I was greeted by another shopping list. One right after another…

"Do you still want my help?" Zane seemed to be smirking slightly.

"I don't think so," I answered, but then I paused for a few moments. "However, can I borrow your credit card so I can place the orders?"

Like I said, completely random.

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