Stapler-Chapter 2 By Delia

Author's Note: Oh, thank you, thank you, you wonderful people! This is my first story, and I GOT REVIEWS! Wahoo! Yay! Thank you, again. To LizzieB and Rebekka, I'll make it longer, but it might get worse. Wahh...That's a sad thought...

An Hour Later...

"JOSH! WHERE'S MY STAPLER?"

"Ummm..." Josh mumbled something in a quiet voice.

"What?"

"I said I gave it to Sam..." he drifted off.

"You did WHAT?"

"I gave it to Sam. Was that a bad thing?" He asked, trying to sound innocent.

"Joshua..." She was almost growling, "Go find my stapler. I'm going to find coffee. Then I'll help you look...NOW GO!"

As she walked out, Josh called out to her.

"Doesn't the machine have any? Or the mess?"

"The machine has decaf, and the mess's machine is broken. I'm going to Starbucks. Bye!" She yelled over her shoulder as she grabbed her coat and left.

Josh stared after her for a few minutes. He didn't have any meetings. He had work, but it could wait. Was there anything he should be doing now? Oh...right, stapler. He got up and walked towards Sam's office.