Previously: We learn Leo likes to talk to his plants. Toby didn't sleep
thanks to the noisy neighbors of Leo's apartment. Donna brings Toby his
suit at work. Toby's happy to have clean clothes, once again. And he has
writers block.
PART 8
"Toby," Ainsley knocked and then walked in.
"I'm busy."
"I was thinking that I might offer you a place to sleep tonight," Ainsley ignored Toby and sat on the couch.
"I'm fine," Toby looked up.
"You're not fine. You need a place to stay," Ainsley pointed out.
"Ainsley, I've had a very bad couple of days, can we have this discussion later?"
"Only if you stay with me tonight. We'll have some fun," Ainsley stood and smiled.
"Fine, if it will get you out of my office, I'll stay with you tonight," Toby moaned.
"Fantastic, I'll see you tonight," Ainsley smiled and walked out.
"Why will Ainsley see you tonight?" CJ walked in.
"Can I have any time by myself?" Toby snapped.
"No," CJ said simply. "What's going on?"
"I'm staying with Ainsley tonight."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted her out of my office," Toby yelled.
"Why?"
"Because I have a speech to write."
"I don't understand," CJ shook her head.
"Go away," Toby moaned.
"You know. You've stayed just about everywhere besides my house. Why is that?"
"Because you bug me," Toby said simply.
"I'm leaving," CJ glared before walking out.
"Have a good day," Toby smiled.
THAT NIGHT
"Republicans are the people who care about this World. Democrats, like the members of the Bartlet White House, don't care about the important things," One man argued.
Toby was sitting in the chair at the corner of Ainsley's living room. She forgot to mention her annual Republican get together to Toby. Toby watched as ten men and five women, including Ainsley, argued over the merits of Bartlet and his staff. Every time they got the chance, they directed the negativity towards Toby.
"If you look at me one more time," Toby warned the man that was talking.
"I wasn't looking at you."
Toby rolled his eyes and allowed everyone to go on with their talk. He was amazed how much Ainsley defended the Bartlet staff. She called them all Patriots.
"They don't care about education," The man yelled.
"Excuse me?" Toby sat up. "I really hope you didn't mean us."
"You bet your ass I did," The man glared.
"I would like you to know that we are dealing with education everyday, making it better. And if you think I'm going to sit here and let you disrespect me and my friends, you have another thing coming."
"Then go, you weren't invited anyway," The man smirked.
"He's my guest," Ainsley glared.
"It's fine," Toby stood and walked towards the door. "I'm going for a walk."
"I don't live in a very good neighborhood," Ainsley pointed out.
"Good," Toby moaned and walked out.
"Look what you did!" Ainsley smacked the guy.
"He's a democrat Ainsley, the biggest one out there."
OUTSIDE
"Great," When Toby got outside he noticed it was raining. He refused to go back in and listen to the Republican bandstand in Ainsley's living room. "What else could go wrong?" He whispered to himself as he came upon the sidewalk. Just then, a bus drove by and ran over a huge puddle of water, which went all over Toby and his only suit. "Okay," Toby looked down and found himself unfazed by what just happened. The way his luck was turning out, of course this would happen.
"Well, thanks to you we got kicked out," The man yelled, leaving Ainsley's house. "What happened?" He asked with a smile.
"I decided to go for a swim," Toby walked passed him calmly.
"I don't like you," The man snapped.
"Likewise," Toby said, still walking.
The man rushed to his car and drove off, as did the rest of the people who had gathered there. Toby started walking up the steps to Ainsley's door when he looked down and noticed his pants had been ripped. Toby moaned and went to take another step, but tripped. Which caused him to go plummeting down the stairs.
"Toby, are you okay?" Ainsley rushed out and hovered over Toby.
"My ankle," Toby said.
"My neighbor is a doctor, hold on, I'll get him," Ainsley ran over and banged on the door until someone answered.
THREE HOURS LATER
"Now just rest the ankle," The doctor ordered. "It's just sprained, but sometimes that hurts worse."
"You want me to rest," Toby couldn't help but chuckle.
"He's had a rough couple of days," Ainsley explained.
"He'll be fine. Just have him take these pain pills and he'll be fine. But remember, these are very strong, so he can not exceed two in a 24 hour period," The doctor handed the bottle over to Ainsley. "Have a good night."
"Thank you so much," Ainsley walked him out.
"Ainsley!" Toby yelled.
"What?"
"I want one of those pills," He demanded.
"Maybe you should wait."
"Now!"
"Okay," Ainsley quickly handed one over and got Toby a glass of water. "Should I call anyone?"
"No, just let me sleep," Toby said.
"I'll be right outside," Ainsley quietly walked out, shutting the door behind her.
"I'm going to get sleep tonight," Toby said to himself and shut his eyes.
ONE HOUR LATER
"I'm almost there," Toby moaned to himself.
TWO HOURS LATER
"Think good thoughts," He ordered himself.
THREE HOURS LATER
"Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!" He whispered loudly.
FOUR HOURS LATER
"My ankle hurts," Toby opened his eyes and found himself still wide awake. He looked over at the clock and saw it was three in the morning. "I'll take another pill and then I'll get some sleep."
FIVE IN THE MORNING
"Why?" Toby asked himself, sitting up. He was staring out the window and it's quite possible he hasn't blinked for about ten minutes.
"Toby," Ainsley walked in slowly. "Oh, you're awake."
"My body is tired, and I can't sleep," Toby shrugged.
"Your eyes are all blood shot," Ainsley noticed.
"I didn't sleep."
"At all?"
"Nope," Toby shook his head and finally blinked. "Why are there two of you?"
"What?" Ainsley asked, confused. She looked over and saw the pill bottle tipped over on the table and the pills where laying everywhere. "How many pills did you take Toby?"
"My ankle was hurting a little last night," Toby said in a daze.
"You took five," Ainsley said after she counted the remaining pills. "Toby, these are very strong pills. You're only supposed to take one every twelve hours if needed."
"I'm sorry, what?" Toby found his head moving around. "Wow."
"Leo's going to kill me," Ainsley moaned and helped Toby out of bed. "We need to get you sober."
"I didn't drink," Toby laughed.
"These pills make you drunk," Ainsley mentioned and put Toby on the shower. "Just stand on your good side."
"What?" Toby tried to lift his head, but gave up.
"This is going to be cold," Ainsley turned on the water, but it didn't faze him one bit.
"Why are we taking a shower together?" Toby asked, looking over at her.
"Because I feel responsible," Ainsley said, turning the water off. "This isn't working."
"Sam likes you," Toby nodded. "That's nice."
"Come on, we have to get you ready for work," Ainsley put Toby back down on the bed. "Speaking of Sam. Lets give him a call."
TBC
PART 8
"Toby," Ainsley knocked and then walked in.
"I'm busy."
"I was thinking that I might offer you a place to sleep tonight," Ainsley ignored Toby and sat on the couch.
"I'm fine," Toby looked up.
"You're not fine. You need a place to stay," Ainsley pointed out.
"Ainsley, I've had a very bad couple of days, can we have this discussion later?"
"Only if you stay with me tonight. We'll have some fun," Ainsley stood and smiled.
"Fine, if it will get you out of my office, I'll stay with you tonight," Toby moaned.
"Fantastic, I'll see you tonight," Ainsley smiled and walked out.
"Why will Ainsley see you tonight?" CJ walked in.
"Can I have any time by myself?" Toby snapped.
"No," CJ said simply. "What's going on?"
"I'm staying with Ainsley tonight."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted her out of my office," Toby yelled.
"Why?"
"Because I have a speech to write."
"I don't understand," CJ shook her head.
"Go away," Toby moaned.
"You know. You've stayed just about everywhere besides my house. Why is that?"
"Because you bug me," Toby said simply.
"I'm leaving," CJ glared before walking out.
"Have a good day," Toby smiled.
THAT NIGHT
"Republicans are the people who care about this World. Democrats, like the members of the Bartlet White House, don't care about the important things," One man argued.
Toby was sitting in the chair at the corner of Ainsley's living room. She forgot to mention her annual Republican get together to Toby. Toby watched as ten men and five women, including Ainsley, argued over the merits of Bartlet and his staff. Every time they got the chance, they directed the negativity towards Toby.
"If you look at me one more time," Toby warned the man that was talking.
"I wasn't looking at you."
Toby rolled his eyes and allowed everyone to go on with their talk. He was amazed how much Ainsley defended the Bartlet staff. She called them all Patriots.
"They don't care about education," The man yelled.
"Excuse me?" Toby sat up. "I really hope you didn't mean us."
"You bet your ass I did," The man glared.
"I would like you to know that we are dealing with education everyday, making it better. And if you think I'm going to sit here and let you disrespect me and my friends, you have another thing coming."
"Then go, you weren't invited anyway," The man smirked.
"He's my guest," Ainsley glared.
"It's fine," Toby stood and walked towards the door. "I'm going for a walk."
"I don't live in a very good neighborhood," Ainsley pointed out.
"Good," Toby moaned and walked out.
"Look what you did!" Ainsley smacked the guy.
"He's a democrat Ainsley, the biggest one out there."
OUTSIDE
"Great," When Toby got outside he noticed it was raining. He refused to go back in and listen to the Republican bandstand in Ainsley's living room. "What else could go wrong?" He whispered to himself as he came upon the sidewalk. Just then, a bus drove by and ran over a huge puddle of water, which went all over Toby and his only suit. "Okay," Toby looked down and found himself unfazed by what just happened. The way his luck was turning out, of course this would happen.
"Well, thanks to you we got kicked out," The man yelled, leaving Ainsley's house. "What happened?" He asked with a smile.
"I decided to go for a swim," Toby walked passed him calmly.
"I don't like you," The man snapped.
"Likewise," Toby said, still walking.
The man rushed to his car and drove off, as did the rest of the people who had gathered there. Toby started walking up the steps to Ainsley's door when he looked down and noticed his pants had been ripped. Toby moaned and went to take another step, but tripped. Which caused him to go plummeting down the stairs.
"Toby, are you okay?" Ainsley rushed out and hovered over Toby.
"My ankle," Toby said.
"My neighbor is a doctor, hold on, I'll get him," Ainsley ran over and banged on the door until someone answered.
THREE HOURS LATER
"Now just rest the ankle," The doctor ordered. "It's just sprained, but sometimes that hurts worse."
"You want me to rest," Toby couldn't help but chuckle.
"He's had a rough couple of days," Ainsley explained.
"He'll be fine. Just have him take these pain pills and he'll be fine. But remember, these are very strong, so he can not exceed two in a 24 hour period," The doctor handed the bottle over to Ainsley. "Have a good night."
"Thank you so much," Ainsley walked him out.
"Ainsley!" Toby yelled.
"What?"
"I want one of those pills," He demanded.
"Maybe you should wait."
"Now!"
"Okay," Ainsley quickly handed one over and got Toby a glass of water. "Should I call anyone?"
"No, just let me sleep," Toby said.
"I'll be right outside," Ainsley quietly walked out, shutting the door behind her.
"I'm going to get sleep tonight," Toby said to himself and shut his eyes.
ONE HOUR LATER
"I'm almost there," Toby moaned to himself.
TWO HOURS LATER
"Think good thoughts," He ordered himself.
THREE HOURS LATER
"Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!" He whispered loudly.
FOUR HOURS LATER
"My ankle hurts," Toby opened his eyes and found himself still wide awake. He looked over at the clock and saw it was three in the morning. "I'll take another pill and then I'll get some sleep."
FIVE IN THE MORNING
"Why?" Toby asked himself, sitting up. He was staring out the window and it's quite possible he hasn't blinked for about ten minutes.
"Toby," Ainsley walked in slowly. "Oh, you're awake."
"My body is tired, and I can't sleep," Toby shrugged.
"Your eyes are all blood shot," Ainsley noticed.
"I didn't sleep."
"At all?"
"Nope," Toby shook his head and finally blinked. "Why are there two of you?"
"What?" Ainsley asked, confused. She looked over and saw the pill bottle tipped over on the table and the pills where laying everywhere. "How many pills did you take Toby?"
"My ankle was hurting a little last night," Toby said in a daze.
"You took five," Ainsley said after she counted the remaining pills. "Toby, these are very strong pills. You're only supposed to take one every twelve hours if needed."
"I'm sorry, what?" Toby found his head moving around. "Wow."
"Leo's going to kill me," Ainsley moaned and helped Toby out of bed. "We need to get you sober."
"I didn't drink," Toby laughed.
"These pills make you drunk," Ainsley mentioned and put Toby on the shower. "Just stand on your good side."
"What?" Toby tried to lift his head, but gave up.
"This is going to be cold," Ainsley turned on the water, but it didn't faze him one bit.
"Why are we taking a shower together?" Toby asked, looking over at her.
"Because I feel responsible," Ainsley said, turning the water off. "This isn't working."
"Sam likes you," Toby nodded. "That's nice."
"Come on, we have to get you ready for work," Ainsley put Toby back down on the bed. "Speaking of Sam. Lets give him a call."
TBC