For the record, I was lazy. And my original idea didn't go as planned so...consider this as my practice for romance, even though it's like...barely there.

Just look forward to the next chap...I dunno...

"PIZZA!" a staff member fist pumped the air. "Yay!" another screamed. "YIPEE!" yet another yelled. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

"Be quiet." a staff member doing paperwork said sternly. The four hysterical staff members sat on their knees japanese style. "Yes sir." they said.

"What paperwork are you doing?" the one saying 'yes' said. "Just the bills."

"Oh..."

Silence.

"WHEN'S THE PIZZA THE COMING?!" the first staff member yelled. "Shut up." the paperwork member said. "It's only 10:30 anyways."

"But we ordered it five minutes ago." the second staff member said meekly. "And you chose the 'straight from scratch' choice." the paperwork member replied.

"So?"

"Obviously it takes time to make the actual pizza."

"...Mickey!" the third staff member said to the second. "Yes?" Mickey saluted. "Move the clock two hours from now!" the third staff member said. "Changing the time on the clock isn't going to change reality." the fourth staff member sweatdropped. "This is Julie we're talking about." the paperwork member said. "So?" Julie said. "You were the one who failed terribly at the Who's That Pokemon show on the radio." the first pointed out.

"So?!"

"So you're really known to be a clueless airhead."

"Airhead?!"

"Uh...guys?" another staff member walked in. "What's up, Jack?" Mickey said, changing the time on the wall clock. "About the pizza..."

"THE OVEN MALFUNCTIONED?!"

"Wow." Jack blinked. "I didn't even have to say anything. How'd you guess?"

"Beats me." the paperwork guy said.

"Mickey, the clock's right you know." Jack told Mickey. "Julie's fault." the paperwork guy said. "Huh?" Jack looked at the paperwork guy questioningly.

"In any case...what are we going to do about our lunch?" the first staff member said dramatically. Jack sweatdroppped. "Um...take out?"

"TAKE OUT?!"

"It's technically what we've been eating all this time."

"But it's not pizza..." the first staff member muttered. "Unlike you, I don't want to be fat." Jack said.

"But Matt's always a pizza fan. Even though we've been eating it for about a week now..." Julie said. "True." the rest commented.

"Well?" the paperwork guy said, checking the last page. "What are we ordering?"

"Um...I believe it's...ramen. Instant ramen." Jack said. "And that needs take out?" Mickey raised an eyebrow. "Is it pizza flavor?" Matt asked hopefully. "Eew, no." the rest besides Jack said. "Well...they're supposedly the five star kinds..."

"There's no such thing as high quality instant ramen. Instant ramen is just that. Cheap and quick." the paperwork guy deadpanned.

"Well...that's all that we have so...suck it."

Meanwhile, somewhere else

I coughed out black smoke, fanning the smoke away by my hand. A staff member and I stared at the oven. "...Sorry." I said to the pizza owner/maker. I didn't look at him in the eye.

A staff member and I decided to go to the actual pizza place, since I wanted to watch them make it and Annie, the staff member who randomly comments from time to time, wanted to see if they let her make the pizza.

As a result, we tried using the oven, but I think we messed around with the wires too much when we were making the dough and it decided to...die on us. Annie called Jack (they're cousins) to tell the rest that there won't be any pizza for a while. "Let's never tell Matt that we're the ones at fault." I said. "Agreed."

"Well?" the pizza owner/maker said expectantly. He held out his hand. "I expect you to pay up the repairs."

Annie and I gulped. "Um...how much?" Annie said. "Oh, just a few hundred dollars." the pizza guy said casually. "..."

We paid the pizza guy and said our goodbyes. "Now what?" Annie asked. "Um...I don't know much of the staff members personally but...we can ask Rachel for something. Wasn't she like...the daughter of a ramen company or something?"

"You want us to eat instant noodles?"

"Unless you want the leftovers from that cooking showdown, I suggest you deal with it."

At the warehouse

Annie and I entered the warehouse. Several staff members are already setting up for the next event. "What is the next event?" Rachel asked me, carrying a list of stuff. "And where do you expect us to find a gravity zero maker?"

"What's that?" Annie asked. "Basically a machine that makes a room be zero gravity for a period of time." Jack answered. "Eh..."

"By the way..." Rachel said in a low tone. "What are we going to do with Mikey?"

"Who's he?" I asked. "That guy." Annie pointed to the guy that's the fourth guy of the whole yelling stuff. "...What about him?" I said. "He got a freaking engagement ring." Rachel said. "...So?" I said. "SO? He's planning on proposing someone! That's what!" Rachel nearly yelled. "...And?" I said. "You jealous?" Jack teased. "Am not." Rachel snapped. "I just don't want my partner in crime to have limited hours. He wasn't even dating anyone!" she said.

"Partner in crime?" I repeated. "Rachel and Mike are basically known to be pull pranks on others for a while." Annie said. "...Another Gold and Emerald?" I said. "Eh..." Jack shrugged. "..Yeah, pretty much."

"Well...if he's not dating anyone, maybe it's for something else." I said. "What else can a diamond ring from a jewelry store that's known for their engagement rings could be for?" Rachel said frustratingly. "Beats me." I shrugged. "I know, how about you use your telepathy thing and figure out what Mike is planning to do?" Annie said. "No~ way." I shook my head. "I don't want to be involved with some sort of love relationship. Count me out."

"Oh please, don't you think you should worry about your co-workers' personal life once in a while?" Rachel said, practically glaring at me. "You know that I only know about 10 of you." I said. "Even you don't know everyone!"

"Who cares?! Just use you telepathy thing!"

"Why?! Just ask him!"

Jack and Annie decided to ignore the argument and looked at Mike. "...you know..." Annie said. "If Mike isn't dating anyone, why would he buy an engagement ring?" Annie said. "Exactly." I said. Rachel huffed. "Maybe he's secretly dating someone."

"But you're practically with him everyday for at least six hours." Jack pointed out. "So?" Rachel snapped. "Jealous much?" Jack said. "Jealous not!" Rachel stuck her tongue out. "That's it." I muttered. "I'm leaving." I started to walk away but Rachel stopped me. "You're helping, whether you like it or not." she hissed. "What are you? His mother?" I said.

"More like a jealous friend." Jack smirked. "You know, if you really want to have a fight with me, you can just ask." Rachel glared at him. Jack raised his hands in defense. "No thanks."

Annie whispered in my ear. "Maybe you should just ask Mike." she said. "Why me?" I said. "You are technically our boss."

"...That has nothing to do with it." I said. "Besides, he's walking towards us." I pointed at Mike, who really is walking towards us. Jack lowered his hands and Rachel put hers on her hips, scowling. "Hey guys." Mike greeted. "Hey." I replied. "What's wrong?" Mike asked Rachel. "Nothing." she muttered. "She's wondering about the ring." Jack said quickly as Rachel glared at him.

"Yeah, what's up with the ring?" Julie huffed. "Where did you come from?!" I said, backing away from surprise. "From over there." Julie pointed across the warehouse. "The ring?" Mike held it up. "Yeah. You dating someone or something?" Annie said. "No. I got this for Gold."

"Gold is marrying someone?!"

"Relax you three." Mike calmed down Annie, Julie, and I. "It's for a prank. Don't ask me what. Said something about trying one of the experiments in a book or something."

"What kind of prank is that expensive anyways?" I said suspiciously. "It's only a replica. The diamond's even plastic." Mike said. "Seriously?" Jack said. Rachel sighed. "What? Don't tell me you thought I was going to propose to someone." Mike chuckled. Stare~ Jack, Annie, and I stared at Rachel. "What else did you expect?" Rachel huffed. "Well, it's not like I'm planning to date anyone anyways." Mike said thoughtfully. "That'll reduce all the pranking time."

"Should we encourage this?" I asked Jack and Annie, who watched Rachel hugging Mike from happiness. "...Who knows?" they replied.

With Matt

"I want my pizza!" he wailed as he went through another box of tissues. Allison sighed. "What's up?" I asked, walking up to them. "Just another dollar wasted on Pizza Lover." Allison said. "Sometimes I wonder why you two are dating..." I commented. "You're dating?!" Julie gasped. "Where did you come from?" Allison asked with a frown. "So let's see...you know me, Jack, Julie, Rachel, Allison, Matt, Mickey, and now Mike..." Annie said. "...who else do you know?"

"What's this about?" Allison said. "My pizza..." Matt whimpered. Allison handed him another box of tissues. "Jack and Annie wanted to know who I know on a friend sort of level." I replied. "Huh...Well, other than those...I'll say there's Peter, Andy, and Christopher." Allison said. I sighed. "Too bad that's all I know." I said. "It's not like anyone else expects you to know them much. Sure we're all friendly, but we're split in factions, almost." Jack said. "Explain." I said. "We only interact with those we know. That's why you'll see some talk to others while never talking to other staff." Jack explained.

"Makes sense...I guess..."

"Speaking of which." Matt stopped crying and sniffing. "What kind of instant noodles are we getting?"

"I want the cheese one!" Julie squealed. "We're getting ramen." I reminded. "Same difference. The thing with America is that we don't have a decent ramen shop." Allison muttered. "You sound like you live in Japan." Annie commented. "I studied there for a while, not like it did me any good." Allison looked pointedly at Matt. "For the record, I'm a pretty decent guy." Matt defended. "Right," Allison said sarcastically. "Well...I'm not here to chit chat about your love life." I said, moving along. "What I want to ask is about the event props.

"Isn't Rachel the checklist person?"

"But she couldn't find the order of mirrors."

"Mirrors? But I thought they were doing something in the dark?" Matt said. "Well...it's both." I shrugged. "Wait, what is the event anyways?" Annie asked. "Apparently such and such happened." Allison said. "...what?" Jack and Annie said.

"It's not that they'll be looking at the mirrors. I just needed it for the reflection thing and to fulfill the request. Now, where are those laser guns..." I muttered as I walked off. "Laser guns?" Julie repeated. "They'll be playing laser tag in a mirror maze with zero gravity and in the dark." Matt replied. "...what?"

"She literally just smushed two requests together. Technically three." Allison said. "...Wow..."

"I got the noodles!" a staff member called out dramatically from the entrance. He held up the box of instant ramen. "YAY!" Julie squealed. "Thanks, Andy!" Jack called out. "By the way," Annie said. "What?" Matt said. "I know who Andy and Peter is, but who's Christopher?"

"Remember that guy who liked the soupy curry? Yeah, that guy." Jack said. "Oh..." Annie said. "But who's Peter?" Matt asked Allison. "The guy looking over the bills earlier." she replied.

After I got everyone's instant ramen filled with hot water

"Is it ready yet~?" Julie said as she laid on the floor, looking up at her cup of seaweed flavored ramen sittting on a crate. Our's (meaning Annie, Jack, and I) are too, except instead of ignoring the extra crate chairs, we actually sat on them. "You have to wait for at least three minutes." Jack said. "I stared at my cheese flavored ramen. "What do you have Annie?" I asked. "Chicken." she answered.

"Matt has pizza flavor." Jack said half-jokingly, even though it wasn't really a joke. "Eew." I said. "Pizza and ramen go together?"

"Well...he kinda got it from the weirdo store."

"Oh."

"Ani!" Mickey jogged up to me. "What?" I said, stirring my half hardened noodles. "Have you seen the laser gun order?" She asked. I shook my head. "No, why?"

"Apparently it came but no one can find it."

"Maybe the dexholders has it." Julie suggested, still laying down. "As if." I retorted. "They're still busy fixing their house."

"About that, why are they fixing it? I thought Ruby and Emerald did it." Jack said. I shrugged. "One thing leads to another? They didn't fix it correctly and it collapsed when Blue opened the door."

"Well, we can't exactly do the event with the laser guns." Mickey said impatiently. "And now Peter's gonna bite my head off." she muttered. "He wouldn't...he's not Green." I assured. "We woke him up at five in the morning." Mickey deadpanned. "...Oh, so he's like that glasses dude from that host club anime..." Jack said. I stared at the ground, thinking. "...Oh well. Just...continue looking."

"What kind of advice is that?" Mickey said.

"I'm younger than you, you should be the one giving advice."

"You don't need to rub it in on how you're the boss and we're the workers." Jack muttered. "You and I both know that that's not how it goes around here." I huffed. "...At least not much, anyways."

"Yes! The ramen's done!" Julie cheered, getting up.

With Rachel

"Where the heck are those guns?" Rachel muttered, looking in a pile of boxes. "Watch how you word it." a staff member joked. "Yeah, yeah." Rachel waved the comment off. "Rachel!" Mickey called out. Rachel stopped digging through boxes and looked around to find Mickey. When she did, she waved. "What?" she asked. Mickey ran towards to her. "Ani doesn't know where the laser guns went and Peter gave us five minutes." she said glumly. "Ah, heck." Rachel said. "I'll like to see that guy do something besides paperwork for once."

"You did." Mickey said. "When?" Rachel asked. "Um...I think it was during that one time when he carried boxes."

"...Ok, back to the matter at hand. Where the heck are those stupid lasers?!"

With me

"Ow! Hot!" I said as I hissed through the pain from the noodles. "Sometimes, I wonder why noodles are so long." Annie said, lifting her noodles way high up with her chopsticks. "They're noodles. What do you expect? Pasta?" Jack said. "That's not what I meant." Annie said.

Julie continued to munch on her noodles, a grin on her face. "...How can you eat that and not have a burn on your tongue?" I asked. Julie shrugged. "Don't know, don't care."

...

"Well anyways...what happened with the treasure hunting for the laser guns?" I asked no one in particular. "Apparently, Rachel and Mickey are looking at the spare storage room in case it got misplaced." Jack said. "Highly doubt it there tho-"

"WE FOUND IT!" Rachel and Mickey's scream could be heard in the warehouse. "They found it!" I cheered with less enthusiasm.

I sighed. "I was planning on doing a chapter on the off-scene life of us staff but...today is just so boring!"

"The bill for all the stuff arrived. A whooping 100 million dollars." a staff member said. "And expensive too." I sniffed. "Where the heck did the extra 99 million come from anyways?"

"...A gambling debt."

"Someone sniff the traitor out and burn him!" I shouted angrily. "Sir, yes ma'am!" everyone saluted.