A/N: I love watching The Office, and I love X-Men Evolution, so I came up with an idea to combine the two; Jim and Pam's wedding episode will be revamped to become Kitty and Lance's wedding in Niagara Falls. I am trying to keep the story lines as similar as possible, and at the same time assigning as many characters from X-Men as I can to The Office cast of characters, though it is quite difficult to make the character portrayals on both ends as accurate as possible. That being said, here is my current list of characters. I own nothing.
Jim=Lance
Pam=Kitty
Dwight=Kurt
Michael=Pietro
Angela=Rogue
Andy=Scott
Erin=Jean
Meredith=Wanda
Phyllis=Tabitha
Oscar=Charles Xavier
Stanley=Logan
Kelly=Amara
Toby=Bobby
Pam's Mom=Kitty's Mom, Theresa
Pam's Dad-Kitty's Dad, Carmen
Ryan=Evan
Isabelle=Rayne
And that's what I have at the moment. I am also changing the name "Dunder Mifflin" to "Paper Chase", because I just saw that movie about two months ago, and I have also decided that all of the characters will continue to work for a paper company. I really hope this works out, and please let me know what you think. If you're a fan of The Office, let me know if the story line translates well; I have taken some creative liberties to make the story my own, though they are slight.
After declaring that they have an announcement to make, Kitty and Lance stand side by side in the middle of the office, facing their co-workers. Taking a deep breath, Kitty begins. "You guys have probably noticed that my stomach is a little more sensitive lately," she says, "So if you wouldn't mind wearing a little less perfume…" She takes in the blank stares of her colleagues. Kurt sits back in his swivel chair, arms crossed, eyes narrowed with intent. Scott rests his arm on his desk while Tabitha, Todd and Wanda stand nearby, looking inquisitively at the couple. Kitty continues, "…and if your lunch is especially pungent, maybe you could have it in the break room." "We would really appreciate it," Lance adds to his fiancé's request.
Sensing some confused looks from his colleagues, Kurt turns around in his swivel chair. "Kitty is constantly throwing up because of the pregnancy. If she eats something the fetus doesn't like, she is screwed." It's amazing that a 3-ounce fetus is calling the shots. It's so bad –ass! He says to himself, smirking as he swivels back to face Kitty and Lance.
"Tabitha," Kitty says, "If you could switch to a different soap, just for a month or two. Yours is kinda perfumey."
"Now this is getting ridiculous," she spits, rolling her eyes.
"Oh gee," Kurt sarcastically responds, "I'm sorry Kitty. I guess I missed the meeting where we all voted for you to get pregnant."Kitty is hesitant to respond to her friend, and Lance looks shocked. "No," he continues, "I reserve the right to peel my hard boiled eggs at my desk." The last few words are emphasized by Kurt pounding on his desk.
Wanda cocks her hip in response, "All morning I look forward to my afternoon cigars, and I am not stopping for anybody" before returning to her desk. At this point in the conversation, Jean, Professor Xavier and Fred have stopped working to attend to the conversation.
"I don't think I'm asking for too much," Kitty responds, a slight shake in her voice. "I guess it's just the end of courtesy in the workplace." She shrugs and takes her seat at her desk, which is directly facing Kurt.
A few moments later, Kurt begins pealing his hard boiled eggs at his desk. The small shells make a crackling noise as they are pealed from the hardened egg white, which forces Kitty to put her work down. Head tilted in annoyance, eyes narrow, she gestures towards him as if to say, "Are you serious?" Kurt responds by waving his hard-boiled egg in front of his face, sniffing it deeply before slowly and defiantly taking a bite of its soft exterior. The stench of egg crosses the desks towards Kitty, who is forced to pick up her small garbage can from the side of her desk just in time for her to vomit into it. Placing the garbage can back by the side of her desk, Kitty looks at Kurt, who is taken aback by his friend's visceral reaction.
At this time, Scott holds his breath and rushes from his desk into the break room just a few feet away. He closes the door behind him, lets out the air from his lungs loudly. Those who have chosen to eat their lunch in the break room stare, to which Scott responds, "Watching people get sick, always makes me sick. And," he gulps, "frankly, so does talking about it, so…wow." He places his hand over his mouth and rushes to the washroom, just in time for him to have a loud visceral reaction of his own.
Hearing these reactions, Kurt's egg-filled mouth is agape, and Kitty wipes her mouth with a Kleenex, cocking her head to say "I told you so."