A/N: YES! FINALLY! After 2 months of compete disappearance I have returned, with the third chapter! I just couldn't get any ideas so I decided to wait, which turned out to be a bad idea. My friend decided to completely boycott me and our plans to go see Avenue Q if I didn't get the third chapter up by Sunday…SO HERE YA GO! Enjoy ya'll.

Disclaimer: I own no one…as usual…cept for the people I really DO own…hee I own people

Chapter 3: The Pull Factor

Monday mornings were usually dark, gray, and bleak with no hope of escape. This Monday however was shocking and almost scary how beautiful it was. Yellow light peaked in through the half drawn curtains of Alex's pink office, bathing everything in a golden glow. Alex was sitting in the midst of the glow, contently lounging in her high backed chair. She quietly sipped her low fat French vanilla cappuccino and relaxed into her mellow happy stage. Hp was in the same mellow mood, he had made Alan's small and cramped janitors office, into a slightly roomier office. A small glass cup was placed on the floor, and a little ways away was a gold ball and the head of a putter. Alan was holding a small red flag, which was currently used to keep him upright; he gave the boss the thumbs up, and took another swing from his bottle.

"The crowd is hushed, one more perfect game and it'll be a record, and can he make this putt? I think he can" Hp whispered quietly to himself, he looked once down at the ball, and then…

BAM!

Hp swung and the putter flew out of his hands and hit Alan square in the chest. He dropped the flag and fell down to his knees, trying to regain his breath; he suddenly went into a coughing fit, smacking himself in the chest until it stopped. Alan grabbed the bottle that had fallen out of his hands and took a gulp of it, giving an angered look at his boss.

"Dude what the hell was that for!?" Alan asked sharply

"I don't know! Something just crashed" Hp explained lamely. He took a deep breath and set everything back up again. He carefully checked everything, and then swung the putter back…

CRASH

The putter flew from his hands again; Alan screamed and ducked as the putter went half way through the wall just inches above where his had had been. Alan gave a sigh of relief and used his green cap to wipe his forehead. The ball however, actually moved from its spot, it sailed by Alex's desk, she lifted her head but then shrugged it off. It whizzed out of her office and past Maddie's secretarial desk, she lifted her head and glared angrily at the ball. It stopped mid air, and then promptly burst into flames, collecting into ash on her desk. Maddie lifted her hand and brushed the dust into the garbage beside her desk.

"That'll show those damn aliens disguised as golf balls to screw with Maddie, the Secretary" She muttered, "YOU HERE ME ALIENS! You don't scare me!" She shook her fist up at the ceiling, all the while burning a hole into it with her glare. Outside the sky turned gray once more and lighting flashed across the sky. Maddie's head slowly turned towards the window, her eye twitching, the rain stopped, clouds left, and the sky turned back to its clear blue once again.

"That's.What.I.Thought" she hissed through clenched teeth.

The crashing, and sawing, and buzzing continued despite the commotion it caused just prior. Both Alex and Hp ran through the double doors of their offices, staring in disbelief at the pile of ruble that used to be the wall separating both there assistance. Maddie looked over at the scene as well; a bored look splashed across her face, Alan stuck his head outside the office door to look at the wreckage. Melanie was standing beside Carolyn, her shirt and skirt severely messed up, she quickly straightened her hair and stared at the mess in front of her. Half the office had come up to see what the crashing and banging was about.

Kaitlyn sat proudly in a miniature wrecking ball; she looked over at her bosses and waved. Sanderson gave a shy wave as well with the hand holding a mallet; he looked down at his hand and threw the mallet behind him.

"OW!"

"Sorry…" he said meekly.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" Both bosses shouted. Alex glared down at them with as much hate as she could muster, which Hp stood there eyes narrowed and fists clenched.

"Well, we're both doing the same work, and we decided that why should we have so much work when we could work together to get that work done" Kaitlyn explained

"What she means is, we have a heavy workload, but combined it wouldn't be so heavy, considering it's exactly the same, just for different people" Sanderson said hurriedly, trying to cover up Kaitlyn's lame excuse.

"Seems fine to me, they do have a shit load of work" Alex said, nodding her head in agreement, "You got a yes from me"

"As much as I hate agreeing with Alex, you got a yes from me too" Hp grumbled, clearly defeated.

"What is this American Idol?" Carolyn asked sarcastically

"Maybe…OH MY GOD! Does that mean I can try out?" Melanie asked happily

"You know what…just forget it, ok, just forget it"

"YES! Victory is mine!" She looked over at Sanderson, "I mean…ours!"

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Kaitlyn sat in her chair, spinning happily and watching as both her work space AND Sanderson's flew past her in a sea of color. Sanderson looked over at his partner and raised an eye brow.

"Um…shouldn't we be working?" he asked carefully, tilting his head to the side.

Kaitlyn slowed her spinning and pondered the question for a moment.

"I suppose, but we just made this cool new office, I say we chill for awhile and then work" she proposed

"You always want to chill" he said heatedly.

Both sat in an uncomfortable silence, Sanderson clacked away on his computer, and Kaitlyn went back to spinning, but this time she was trying to balance a pencil on her nose. Sanderson stopped typing, and Kaitlyn stopped spinning, both sat in their chairs in udder silence.

"So um…"

"Ya…"

"So, how did you get this job?" both asked in unison, Sanderson blushed and looked down at the floor, but Kaitlyn just stared.

"You go first" she insisted, leaning back.

"Oh, alright, um, basically I got this job through family. Every Sanderson has always worked for an Hp, its tradition." He spilled, "I know, not as interesting as it should be"

"No, that's very informative" Kaitlyn said encouragingly

"So, how did you get the job?"

"WELL! I was walking along, minding my own business, when I smashed right into a light post and knocked myself out. Sure I was like ten at the time but the pain is still there. Alex walked by and saw me lying there, helped me up, and after that we became friends, went to school together, yada yada. She decided to take over Hp's business after he dumped her, and when she couldn't take over his business, she hired me as her assistant at her new job" Kaitlyn explained hurriedly

"Sounds interesting…and painful" he agreed

"That's what I said!"

They both sat in an awkward silence once more, Sanderson tapped him fingers nervously, while Kaitlyn twirled her pale brown hair in her fingers.

"Well I'm a guessin we better get back to work!"

"Yes…that's a good idea" Sanderson mumbled in agreement, blushing slightly.

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"Well I'm going home now" Melanie announced, giving her badge to Kaitlyn and watched in slight awe as she punched her out.

"What do you do anyway?" Sanderson asked casually, taking Norm's badge and punching him out.

"It's more like who I did" she corrected automatically, " I did Bob from financing, Gary from accounting, and the whole mail room, except for Nick cause he's creepy" she declared, referring to the mailroom guy with black greasy hair and pale skin, who lived, breathed, and ate mail.

"Why did I even ask?"

Maddie walked up to the desk and threw her badge onto Kaitlyn's desk; Kaitlyn grabbed it hurriedly and began nervously punching her out.

"If my phone ring, don't answer it, I want to see the reaction my new voice mail gets" she grinned maliciously, grabbed her badge and casually sauntered out of the building.

"Well that wasn't at all creepy"

"I'm here to get the hell out of this…hell hole" Alan smirked, presenting his badge to which ever assistant would grab it.

Sanderson handed it back to him and sighed, "Just leave Alan…just leave" the janitor nodded his head and drunkenly walked out of the building.

Kaitlyn watched in slight interest as Alex walked confidently out of her office, with a grudging looking Hp following after. Alex grabbed her coat out of the closet near Kaitlyn's desk and gave her a wink.

"I won a bet, he owes me dinner now, and we'll be back in an hour or so"

"Everything will be in order for when you get back ma'am" Sanderson said politely, Alex smiled genuinely and gave him a curt nod. Bath assistances watched as their bosses floated out of the building.

Kaitlyn went back to her computer, pulling up the game of solitaire she had previously clicked down, when her stomach growled. She placed a hand on her green suit jacket and frowned.

"Dude, totally forgot I skipped lunch"

"Would you like to order in? There's a great Chinese place just down the road that delivers quick" he replied instantly, his phone up to his ear and the other hand ready to dial.

"Sure, sounds good" she raised an eye brow at the quick movement, but let it pass over.

He talked for a few minutes before putting the phone back in its cradle, "It'll be here in" he looked at his watch, "Now"

"That is ubber sick dude"

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They both ate their food in a round of laughter and cheerful chatter, talking about weather, to family life, to embarrassing moments. In that one half hour of eating, they had gotten closer then ever before, Sanderson made a mental note to order in food more often. Kaitlyn gave a satisfied sigh and set her cartoon of noodles on her desk.

"Your right, that was pretty damn good Chinese food" she agreed, as she leaned back into her chair, hands behind her head.

Sanderson looked up from his food and smirked, he grabbed a napkin automatically and wipped a small bit of sauce that had landed on Kaitlyn's check off. He immediately dropped his head and hands and blushed crimson.

"Y-you had sauce on her check" he mumbled lamely, he felt his head being lifted up. Kaitlyn put a finger under his chin and lifted him head, her other hand pulled off his sunglasses sneakily, so she could see his eyes. Dark purple gazed longingly into deep blue; their faces moved inches, closer and closer until…

Their lips met at the same time both their bosses walked into their office. Alex dropped the bag she was holding and Hp stood their giving small whistles. Sanderson snapped his head away from Kaitlyn's and the other fell off her chair and onto the floor harshly. Sanderson grabbed her hand and hauled her back up, not letting go of her hand after she was up off the floor. All four associates stared at each other in shock.

Alex's fingers twitched slightly. "Holy….Fuck…"

Things we're not going to be the same after this…not at all…

-TBC-