A/N: Another Henry/Nat drabble. Inspired by the calculator that hates me at work.

Calculate This

By: LOSTrocker

Henry went to turn on his calculator. Nothing happened. "Are you kidding me?" he asked it. "Why do you do this to me?"

The machine didn't answer not even when he punched it to death. In the end result his hand just hurt like out. "I hate you." he said to it. He swore the calculator was mocking him.

"Oh, you think you're cute!" he hissed at it. "You won't be cute when I'm through with you!"

Thats when Henry picked it up and started smashing it against the wall. Sometimes that did work but not this go round.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Natalie asked as she entered his room. She'd come over for another study session.

"Not now Natalie!" Henry declared. "It's me or the calculator and it ain't going to be me!"

Natalie went to take a step and tripped over something. She got up so she could fuss at Henry. He needed to clean up his damn room. However, when she looked at what she tripped over she couldn't help but laugh. It was a plug. A plug that lead up to his calculator that wasn't plugged in.

"Um. Henry." she said.

"What?" he demanded not taking his attention off the machine in his hands.

Natalie went up and tapped him on the shoulder to show him the lose plug. Thats when Henry face palmed. Natalie plugged it up. "Now, try."

Henry put the calculator down and turned it on. It worked. All though, he was completely embarassed by the whole situation he smiled at Nat and asked. "What would I do with out you?"

"I don't think we want to know the answer to that." she said.

Henry couldn't help but agree.

END.