8:00 AM (Kurt's morning)
Kurt Hummel was a high maintenance, and organized kind of man. He woke up in the morning and did his daily moisturizing treatment. He worked out on his treadmill for an hour, while reading his assistant, Blainefs manuscript. He thought it was really good.
Kurt went to work. He called Frank (a writer) on his way. "Frank, darling, Oprah would be lucky to have you on her show. People watch Oprah, they listen to Oprah. She will say 'Buy Frank's book.' and people will be out of there seats to buy your book." Kurt told him.
"I guess you're right Kurt. Okay, I will go on Oprah's show." Frank said through the phone.
"Of course I am. I must be off. Goodbye Frank." Kurt hung up.
Kurt walked into his office and started working.
8:00 AM (Blainefs morning)
Blaine woke up, a little surprised that he woke up before his alarm. He looked over to his alarm clock. It was blinking. 'Crap!' He thought as he looked at his phone. "8:00 AM!" He yelled. Blaine was supposed to be at work in Kurt's office at 8:30.
Blaine ran to his closet and picked out a suit. He changed, grabbed his cellphone, and was out the door.
He ran to the coffee shop at full speed. "Darn it. A full line. Really? This is not my day." He thought.
"Blaine!" Rachel yelled from the counter with two coffees in her hand. Blaine was so lucky to have a friend like Rachel Berry. Even if she was extremely annoying. Blaine grabbed the coffees out of her hands.
"You saved my life Rachel!" He told her, as he ran out the front door of the Lima Bean.
Blaine ran full speed ahead to his work place.
'Kurt is going to kill me!' He thought as he stepped in the elevator. The doors opened and he started to run towards Kurt's office. John came by and accidentally knocked one of the coffees out of Blaine's hand.
"Really! Come on!" He yelled at John. "Sorry, Blaine!" John said as he ran past Blaine. Good thing him and Kurt drink the same coffee. He took off towards David's desk.
"I literally need the shirt off your back." He told David.
"What? No way." He told Blaine
"Come on man! I will give you front row seats to the Lakers game Saturday night." He told him.
"Well, I do love the Lakers. Okay." He told Blaine as he took his shirt off and switched it with Blaine's.
"Thanks man." He told David as he handed him the tickets. He went to stand in Kurt's office. He was working at his desk, reading a manuscript. He set down the coffee on Kurt's desk and started towards the door. When Kurt called him.
"Blaine?" He said examining the cup of coffee.
"Yeah, boss!" I called back
"He looked at the coffee and then to me 'Who is Rachel, and why does she want me to call her?" He asked me. I stepped back into the room.
"Well, you see, that was originally my coffee." I told him
"And why am I drinking your coffee?" He asked while giving me his classic 'bitch face'.
"Because yours s-spilled." I told him nervously.
He took a drink. "You drink Cinnamon Soy Lattes too?" He asked me.
"Yeah, its like Christmas in a cup." I said.
He looked backed at me and said "Okay. Carry on." I was so relieved. Maybe the morning wouldn't be so bad. *Ring, ring* the phone went off. I went to answer it.
"Well, hi Puckerman." I looked at Kurt who pointed to Puck's office. "Were heading to your office right now." I hung up the phone. "Why are we going to Puck's office again?" I asked Kurt. "Because Frank is doing Oprah." He responded. "Wait, didn't Puck say Frank didn't want to do Oprah?" He thought to himself. "Well done boss." He told Kurt. "If I wanted your praise, I would ask for it." He told me.
I went to my desk real fast to tell the others he was coming out. I ran to my computer and typed "The witch is on his broom" send. Everyone looked as Kurt exited his office. They all acted like they were working. I followed Kurt down to Puck's office. We walked in.
"Hello Noah." Kurt said with a smile on his face.
"Why hello Kurt, and Blaine." He said
I just nodded to him.
"You're fired Puckerman." Kurt told him
Puck looked appalled. "W-what? Why?" He asked Kurt.
"Well, you didn't ask Frank about Oprah!" Kurt told him
"But Frank hasn't done a interview in 2-years." Puck told him.
"You didn't even call him, Puck! I talked to him earlier, he said he would be happy to be on Oprah." Kurt told him. Half-way between a normal tone and yelling. Kurt went to leave and I followed. "What is he doing now?" He asked me. "He's pacing and he has angry eyes. He's heading to the door." I told Kurt. "Don't do it Puck, don't do it." He said under his breath. 'This is gonna end badly.' I thought. Puck stormed out of his office.
"You horrid Bitch!" He yelled at Kurt, pointing to Kurt. Kurt turned slowly towards him.
Puck screamed, "You can't fire me!"
Kurt just laughed and said "I can Noah, and I did. You are lazy, disorganized, always late, and never do what your told." I looked over to Puck, who looked like he was just smacked in the face.
"Y-you are an evil person Kurt, who is going to die alone!" He screamed at Kurt.
Kurt looked at his feet and then back to Puck. "Noah, you have a week to pack up your stuff before I have Blaine here put your little fit on that one internet site. What's it called?" He asked me.
"Youtube?" I asked him.
"Yeah, that one. So if I were you I would pack my things and leave before I tell Blaine to post the video." He told him.
Puck looked at Kurt, with anger-filled eyes. Kurt threw him the 'Bitch face' and Puck went back into his office. Slamming the door behind him.
'Wow!' I thought to myself.
I followed Kurt back to his office. Kurt sat back down at his desk like nothing ever happened. I thought it would be a good time to ask him my question.
"Did you read my manuscript?" I asked him with a hopeful expression on my face
"I skimmed over it. Nothing special." He told me
"Okay." I told him. 'Well, he just burst my bubble.' I thought to myself.
*Ring, ring* I answered the phone. "Hello? He is on his way right now." I said into the phone.
I turned to Kurt
"She wants to see you in her office soon." I told him.
He grabbed his head and said "Ugh! Okay. If I'm not back in ten minutes, come get me. I have a lot of work to do today."
"Okay boss." I told him as I went to my desk. 'The witch is on the move again' I sent to everyone.
*Ring, ring* I picked up the phone at my desk.
"Hello?" I said into. It was my parents calling again. Trying to convince me to quit.
"Listen, I know its not the best job but...: I trailed off as Kurt came out, and looked at me. I continued to talk "We can't help you with that. Please call again later." I said as I hung up.
"Was that your family?" He asked me.
"Yeah." I said to him.
"Did they tell you to quit?" He asked.
"Every single day." I said as I picked up the phone again.
He looked down. He looked a little sad. "Remember, ten minutes Blaine." He told me. I just nodded to him.