Part 10
It takes Eberts half an hour to make them leave, after numerous promises that he will paint them each two paintingd for their apartments, before they even made their way out of his room into the hallway. Alex doesn't say a word. She watches them, she stays out of this one for once, Eberts can most certainly handle himself, and she doesn't want to make him anymore uncomfortable, by taking away this moment to stand up to the two stooges. She closes her eyes, halfway through, and falls asleep.
Albert closes the door lightly behind them, when they step into the hallway.
"Are we going to get all the details concerning you and Alex?" Hobbes asks, as Eberts turns to face them again.
"I beg your pardon?" He raises an eyebrow. He finds it strange how Robert only wants to be his friend when he wants something out of him.
"You know what I mean, eBees, when you and her get it on, can we have the details." Hobbes begs playfully.
"Who said we would...get it on?" He says with a frown.
"Weren't you about to?" Darien asks, leaning aganist the happy blue flowery wallpaper.
"No, we were just ..." He starts.
Hobbes cuts him off. "Making out, come on you can't get us to believe you were just making out, you were on top of her man, and I don't think I have to spell out what comes after that. Unles you're a ...." Hobbes begins to chuckle. "You are aren't you?"
"What are you implying that I have never had sex?" Eberts asks, with a well placed frown.
"You are, admit it, I can't belive your a thirty something and haven't..." He can't finish because he is chuckling too hard.
"I will have you know, I have slept with women before, Robert!" He says coldly.
"Prove it." Hobbes says.
"What's he going to do have to make a list of all the girls he's slept with, and give you their phone numbers, so you can call and verify?" Darien jokes.
"That's not a bad idea.You want to make us a list, eBees, old buddy." Hobbes says with a grin.
"I most certainly will not, why should I insult them like that. You just want the list so you can get a date!" Eberts answers,staged anger in his eyes. He really finds this quite amusing, because that probably is why Hobbes wants the list.
Darien laughs. "He's got you there, man."
"Take your leftovers, that insults me, why would I want your leftovers, you little brown noser, and its probably is a short list, because people you had sex with in your dreams does not count, wait there goes your whole list." Hobbes snaps viscously.He turns to Darien. "And why are you siding with him anyway?"
"I wasn't." Darien answers matter-of- factly.
"They aren't my leftovers, they all left me!" Eberts answers dryly. He turns to leave them their.
Darien slaps Hobbes in the back of the head. "Hey, Eberts?"
Eberts turns around. "What?"
"There is some reason why you won't give us the details, and its not the fact that Hobbes here hasn't taken his meds and is questioning you, and I don't think it has anything to do with how old fashion you are, is there something wrong with you having a relationship with Alex?" Darien asks.
"Yes, there is. " He comments.
"Its the fact you made her cry isn't it?" Hobbes asks accusingly.
"No, its not that, its the Official can't find out."
"Why, you and the Official have something going on?" Hobbes blurts.
"If you read the whole company policy, you would know relationships between co-workers are prohibitted by company regulations, section 2 part d." Eberts snaps.
"Would he fire you because of this?" Darien asks.
"He will most certainly not fire his five star freebie agent, so I will get the cut."
"But can he consider it a relationship if your just ...bonking her?" Hobbes asks.
"Well, we're both hoping it won't just be that way, we really do want a relationship, but we have to keep a low profile till then." Eberts explains.
"How you going to do that, you trust Hobbes and me that much to keep our mouth shut?" Darien gives Eberts an evil grin.
"Fine, play that way if you must. Good night, and lock the door behind you." Eberts says and goes back into his room.
"We really going to tell the fat man?Cause I am in, if we do." Hobbes proudly states.
"Nah, let's keep it a secret for now, let's see what happens. I want to see how long they can keep it a secret."
(More to come)
It takes Eberts half an hour to make them leave, after numerous promises that he will paint them each two paintingd for their apartments, before they even made their way out of his room into the hallway. Alex doesn't say a word. She watches them, she stays out of this one for once, Eberts can most certainly handle himself, and she doesn't want to make him anymore uncomfortable, by taking away this moment to stand up to the two stooges. She closes her eyes, halfway through, and falls asleep.
Albert closes the door lightly behind them, when they step into the hallway.
"Are we going to get all the details concerning you and Alex?" Hobbes asks, as Eberts turns to face them again.
"I beg your pardon?" He raises an eyebrow. He finds it strange how Robert only wants to be his friend when he wants something out of him.
"You know what I mean, eBees, when you and her get it on, can we have the details." Hobbes begs playfully.
"Who said we would...get it on?" He says with a frown.
"Weren't you about to?" Darien asks, leaning aganist the happy blue flowery wallpaper.
"No, we were just ..." He starts.
Hobbes cuts him off. "Making out, come on you can't get us to believe you were just making out, you were on top of her man, and I don't think I have to spell out what comes after that. Unles you're a ...." Hobbes begins to chuckle. "You are aren't you?"
"What are you implying that I have never had sex?" Eberts asks, with a well placed frown.
"You are, admit it, I can't belive your a thirty something and haven't..." He can't finish because he is chuckling too hard.
"I will have you know, I have slept with women before, Robert!" He says coldly.
"Prove it." Hobbes says.
"What's he going to do have to make a list of all the girls he's slept with, and give you their phone numbers, so you can call and verify?" Darien jokes.
"That's not a bad idea.You want to make us a list, eBees, old buddy." Hobbes says with a grin.
"I most certainly will not, why should I insult them like that. You just want the list so you can get a date!" Eberts answers,staged anger in his eyes. He really finds this quite amusing, because that probably is why Hobbes wants the list.
Darien laughs. "He's got you there, man."
"Take your leftovers, that insults me, why would I want your leftovers, you little brown noser, and its probably is a short list, because people you had sex with in your dreams does not count, wait there goes your whole list." Hobbes snaps viscously.He turns to Darien. "And why are you siding with him anyway?"
"I wasn't." Darien answers matter-of- factly.
"They aren't my leftovers, they all left me!" Eberts answers dryly. He turns to leave them their.
Darien slaps Hobbes in the back of the head. "Hey, Eberts?"
Eberts turns around. "What?"
"There is some reason why you won't give us the details, and its not the fact that Hobbes here hasn't taken his meds and is questioning you, and I don't think it has anything to do with how old fashion you are, is there something wrong with you having a relationship with Alex?" Darien asks.
"Yes, there is. " He comments.
"Its the fact you made her cry isn't it?" Hobbes asks accusingly.
"No, its not that, its the Official can't find out."
"Why, you and the Official have something going on?" Hobbes blurts.
"If you read the whole company policy, you would know relationships between co-workers are prohibitted by company regulations, section 2 part d." Eberts snaps.
"Would he fire you because of this?" Darien asks.
"He will most certainly not fire his five star freebie agent, so I will get the cut."
"But can he consider it a relationship if your just ...bonking her?" Hobbes asks.
"Well, we're both hoping it won't just be that way, we really do want a relationship, but we have to keep a low profile till then." Eberts explains.
"How you going to do that, you trust Hobbes and me that much to keep our mouth shut?" Darien gives Eberts an evil grin.
"Fine, play that way if you must. Good night, and lock the door behind you." Eberts says and goes back into his room.
"We really going to tell the fat man?Cause I am in, if we do." Hobbes proudly states.
"Nah, let's keep it a secret for now, let's see what happens. I want to see how long they can keep it a secret."
(More to come)