A.N: Hello Readers! First, thanks so much for all the reviews, likes, and follows! It means a lot! Anyway, here is part 2. I've had it in rough form for a week, I just got a chance to post it. It is based on my own sweet tooth and fondness for a certain food. Part 3 will follow as soon as I can. As usual, I don't own anything!
Part 2: Crème Filled
Sonya removes her ear buds and stares dejectedly at the office clock. She has been doing paperwork for 6 hours. Sighing loudly she lets loose a string of obscenities and prays that they never get this behind on paper work ever again. Her grumbling stomach now has her attention as she hasn't eaten anything since her rushed granola bar early this morning. Sonya now stands and stretches, intent on heading to the kitchen for food when Chris and Merri's voices catch her ears.
"Damn, I even got it in my hair this time."
"Told ya that'd happen. Not that I'm complaining" Chris replies smugly.
"Oh no, you have no reason to complain, Agent LaSalle." Merri replies
"Well, Agent Brody, I told you to take your time and not put the whole thing into your mouth all at once."
"Well you got some on your chin and your favorite shirt this time. Now, you gonna help me clean up before someone comes in here?"
"Ain't nobody here but us and Percy and she's knee deep in paperwork."
"Oh yeah? You really wanna risk it?"
"Darlin, I'd risk it all with you."
Now there is a loud crash as some things get knocked off of the counter and then a series of sounds that to Percy resemble stifled moans and giggles. Sonja sits back down now. Her stomach continues to grumble, and she has leftovers from her favorite restaurant in the fridge, yet listening to her co-workers there isn't any way she is about to venture in there. So she puts her ear buds back in and turns to her computer. If they are doing what it sounds like they are doing in that kitchen, Sonya wants to part of it.
Fifteen minutes later Percy senses a presence before her. She looks up to Chris and Merri standing in front of her desk.
"How's the paperwork goin Percy?" Chris asks.
"It's getting there. So, ya'll done in the kitchen?" she replies removing her ear buds once more.
"Yep, we're about to get back to work." Merri answers
"What was all that racket in there? You know Pride's gonna be mad if we mess up his kitchen" Percy continues.
"We wasn't messin' anything up. We were just havin' a little snack" Chris now replies.
"A snack of what kind?" Percy asks, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning back in her chair.
"Donuts." Merri answers.
"Donuts? Again?" Percy continues, still skeptical.
"Oh yeah, those colossal ones from the Donut Palace in the Quarter" Merri continues, fondly recalling how yummy that massive Boston Crème filled one was.
"Ya'll do suck. You can't even share."
Percy is now aggrevated. This day is crap.
"Whatever, I'm gonna go eat my lunch, finally" Percy says, standing and heading for the kitchen at last.
"Wait a minute, Percy, what did ya think we was doin'?"
"Well, LaSalle, from what I heard, it sounded like you and Brody were eatin' more than the donuts, if ya catch my drift."
Percy continues on into the kitchen. Chris and Merri remain frozen to their spot. Merri's mouth is agape while a smirk spreads across Chris' face.
"She thought we were… in the kitchen?" Merri asks
"I know, right? Not since that time King almost caught us on yer desk."
"That was too close, but so hot" Merri says, giving Chris a devilish smile as she inches closer…
END
P.S. Now I'm craving donuts…
