Haggis

by SmileyDudette

As professional as Victor and Cybil may be, they like the chance to have a little fun sometimes. That chance comes in the form of Burns Night. Oneshot, really, really short.

Today (the 25th) is Burns Night, a much celebrated holiday here in Scotland. I just threw something together; I know it's really short, gomen nasai!

Haggis

January the twenty-fifth, and Victor Niguel walked in to the cafeteria, setting down something that closely resembled a balloon on the table, with a sharp knife. Eventually, Derek, Tyler, Leslie, Cybil and Angie came to join him. "What's that?" Asked Tyler. "It's haggis." Replied Victor vaguely. Leslie bolted out of the room, shouting something about wanting to be sick, while her colleagues ate noisily. "What's she about?" Asked Derek, mouth full of food. Cybil smiled and replied, "Well… let's see, haggis is made from sheep lungs and hearts, and oatmeal, boiled in a sheep's stomach…"

Cybil and Victor smirked as their colleagues turned a shade of pale green.

Aagh… I've got severe writer's block at the moment… Please someone, HEEELP MEEEE!