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Yet another boring day in the Turks' office. No surprise there then.
Reno absent mindedly leaned back in his chair and rocked backwards and forwards. Like usual, his mind was somewhere else, as he spun round on the chairs wheels, his vision becoming blurred, and causing his colleges to feel sea sick.
"Reno."
Reno ignored the voice and continued spinning, wondering what it would be like to be a tornado.
"Reno!"
A rough hand stopped his chair from spinning any further. He was rotated round to face man who had distracted his, what Reno would call, 'work'
"What do you want, Rufus?" asked Reno trying to cut back on the nastiness in his voice. He was, after all, his boss.
"Stop your daydreaming and go get Tseng and Elena," he said lowering his head, so he was level with Reno. "I have important paper work for them to do."
"Can't you get them yourself?" Reno groaned, throwing his head back slightly. "You have legs don't you? Or have you decided to be in a wheelchair again?"
Rufus was used to Reno's snide comments, so he just waved them off.
"You won't have legs in a minute, boy," he said, pivoting the chair and giving it a push. Reno wheeled forwards and fell out of his seat. The red head staggered to his feet, brushed himself down and glared at Rufus.
"All right, I'll get them!" he said begrudgingly. Turning on his heel, he headed towards Tseng's office, where he expected Elena to be. She was like a lovesick puppy.
"Can I get you a drink, sir?" Reno said in a mimic voice of Elena. He laughed quietly. "Can I massage your shoulder? Can I lick your shoes? Can I clean out your sh- wait. What they hell?"
When he reached Tseng's office, voices and grunts emerged from the room. He held back, to listen to what they were saying.
"It won't go in," said the voice of Tseng
"Just ram it in, sir," replied the voice of Elena
"I tried that before, it nearly broke it."
Reno stiffened. Suddenly, he smiled gleefully. Oh he's gonna have these two…
He decided to listen in for a bit longer and see if he could find anything to blackmail them with later.
"No, seriously, it won't fit, I think it's too big."
"Maybe if I lift it up, and you shove it in?"
Reno mustered all his strength to either not vomit, or burst out laughing.
"Okay… ready?"
"Yes. Ouch! That hurt! I'm bleeding now!"
"Gosh, I'm sorry Elena!"
"It's fine… maybe if you pulled out and tried shoving it in at a different angle?"
"Okay, let's try that."
A grunt followed, then Tseng sighed, sounding frustrated.
"It's no use. It's just too small."
"I'm sorry sir, we can try widening it and try again tomorrow."
"Yeah… You've got loadsa white stuff on you by the way."
"Tsk, sir, you are rather messy!"
"I'm not good with my hands, Elena."
"You're a man, your supposed to know how these things work, sir!"
Shuddering, Reno took a deep breath and entered the office, hoping the pair were at least half decent.
Elena and Tseng were leant over the paper shredder, trying to shred a piece of cardboard.
"Hello, Reno." said Tseng. "We've just been trying to shred this piece of card, but the shredders too small. Then Elena tried lifting the lid up to see if it'd fit, but it was no use."
"And the shredder gave me a cut!" said Elena holding out her bleeding finger. "I need a plaster."
Reno's jaw hit the floor.
"Oh, look sir!" said Elena. "You spilt all those paper shreddings over me, and they're stuck in my suit!"
"My apologies," said Tseng eyeing Elena. The 'white stuff' that Tseng was talking about a few moments previously, was in fact, paper shreddings.
"Did you want anything, Reno?" asked Tseng. Reno closed his mouth and shook all thoughts from his head
"Rufus want's to see you in his office." he said, his left eye twitching slightly.
"Very well. Come Elena." ordered Tseng heading out the door, and leading the blond Turk away from the office.
Well… I guess working here isn't so boring after all…
5 minutes later, the red head was spinning widely on his chair again complaining he was bored. The best things happened when he was bored, he made sure of that. Good old Reno…