The Office Characters do not belong to me, and the work below is mainly fiction. Unforunately.


Michael was already in a bad mood after a fast and bumpy car ride with Dwight. No one else had volunteered to come and pick up Michael after he had burned his foot, and he was a little disappointed. After telling the office about his injury, he decided to go to the bathroom before sitting down at his desk just so he wouldn't have to get up again. And, of course, he also wanted Ryan and Toby to see his injury. He wanted Ryan to think he was brave, and he wanted Toby to feel bad for him. Unfortunately, he couldn't foresee a small accident.

"Wow, you really dove into that." Toby said to Ryan, as he watched him eat a cheese stick. Ryan started his reply, but was soon cut off by a series of thumps, grunts, and splashes coming from the men's bathroom that Michael had just entered. Toby and Ryan shared a look of annoyed puzzlement, and Toby cracked open the bathroom door.

As Michael laid on the bathroom floor he silently cursed himself. "Why did this have to happen with those two outside?" he groaned under his breath. Before he could lift himself up from between the wall and the toilet, he heard Toby's voice.
"You okay?" Michael frowned. "Yeah, I just fell." He answered. He desperately wanted to prove that he didn't need Toby. "Can you get Pam?"

Toby pondered this. "Why would he want Pam when I could just walk in and help him?" He thought. Michael was now asking for Ryan. Toby looked at Ryan and saw him shake his head. "Ryan can't come, he's.." Ryan drew a finger across his throat. "He's dead." Toby said. "Dead."

After Michael's speech about being disabled, he went to his office and thought. Mainly about Ryan or Toby, or Ryan and Toby. Together. Naked. He hated Toby, but for some strange reason, he also was severely attracted to him. Maybe it was the whole 'opposites attract' thing. Michael may have acted like he liked Ryan, but he was mainly eye candy. Some one to think about at night. Toby on the other hand, was actually someone Michael could see himself having a relationship with. Which was why he pushed him away so much.

Meanwhile, Toby leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. Kelly was on a phone call with a customer, and it was one of the few times of the day that Toby was able to collect his thoughts. He thought about Michael, and how much he wanted to help him in the bathroom earlier that day. It would've been awkward, but at least Toby would've gotten to see Michael with his pants down. Toby couldn't understand what attracted him so much to Michael, but whenever Michael was in trouble Toby tried to help him. Unfortunately, Michael seemed to have developed this strange dislike for Toby, and it was definitely turning him off.
"What are you thinking about?" Kelly's head popped over the cubicle wall. Toby rubbed his temples and looked up at her.
"Can you keep a secret?" he asked.