Junior year...is kicking my butt. I should have known better than to get this far! ;) Gah gah gah! With schoolwork, a babysitting job, church, band responsibilities, ticky teachers, friend situations, and a recent NYC trip, I've been on my toes most definitely!

So don't expect an update on anything other than Staff Notes anytime soon, since I really and honestly and truly do not have time to do anything during the week, and even on the weekend, I'm always going going going! And now that it's the Christmas season (well, almost) I'm ever MORE busy. You all have personal lives, too. I know you understand. :)

Anywho, so here's a few new drabbles for this one!

DANG! Lots of mistakes here! You can totally tell I haven't written in a while...

This drabble is dedicated to my best guy friend in the world, Taylor. He provided a lot of the inspiration for the little mishap here. ;)

Staff Notes

By doodlegirll

...oOo...

4 Minutes
Madonna

Lewis stabbed the button down and clicked away at the keyboard as fast as he possibly could.

The world was depending on him!

"Hurry, Lewis!" Wilbur said.

"I'm hurrying!" Lewis snapped. "I'm going as fast as I possibly can!"

His fingers flew across the keys as the digital clock continued to tick as it counted down the seconds.

"Hurry!" Wilbur said again.

"Wilbur, shut up!" The seventeen year old snapped, not turning away from his task.

Ten...

"LEWIS!" Wilbur said, "HURRY!"

Nine...

Lewis didn't stop.

Eight...

Wilbur struggled to get out of the chair.

Seven...

Lewis realized he had made a mistake and backspaced.

GAH!

Six...

The fate of the world was on his shoulders.

Five...

Lewis knew he didn't have time to dawdle...

Four...

The future was depending on him!

Again.

Three...

Wilbur began to rock the chair back and forth, attempting to regain his freedom. The chair tipped forward precariously and fell. Wilbur, unable to catch himself, went with it.

Two...

"Almost got it!" Lewis proclaimed. "Just one more word..."

One...

Lewis slammed down the 'enter' key.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"I did it!" Lewis said, grinning as he straightened his glasses. "I actually did it!"

"Phew!" Wilbur said from his position on the floor. "You know, that's nice and all, but uh...I'm still stuck down here."

Lewis shook his head as he walked over to his future son and heaved them both back into a sitting position, which proved to be quite a challenge, as his eighteen year old son was anything but light weight. "Well, that's what you get for 'accidentally' gluing yourself to the chair! I told you to watch where you sit!"

Wilbur glared at him. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it. Lesson learned." He said.

Lewis smirked. "Now, pay up."

"What?!" Wilbur exclaimed. "That's not fair!"

"Sure it is!" Lewis said. "You bet me five bucks that I couldn't beat a game of Online Scrabble before the popcorn was done, and I did it, so pay up, buddy."

Wilbur grumbled something to himself. "Fine. You win." He said. "You get the popcorn and I'll get you your money."

Lewis, still smirking, walked over to the microwave and pulled on the handle, opening the door. He pulled the bag of popcorn out, and poured it into a nearby bowl. He walked back over to Wilbur, who had managed to get his left hand unstuck, and was busy pulling at his pockets.

"Uh, Lewis?" He said. "We have a problem. It looks like it's going to be a little longer than we thought before I can get you your money..."

"Why?"

"My pockets are glued together."