Stapler-Chapter 3
By Delia
A/N: In case anyone complains about disclaimers- I already said I don't own WW in Ch.1, and if you didn't read that, you should have. As to the second chapter, I don't own Starbucks either. If I did, I would have yummy caramel flavored iced coffee with tons of whipped cream whenever I wanted it...*Sigh*
"Sam?"
"Yeah?" he turned from his window to face Josh. He looked depressed.
"Do you know where Donna's stapler is? Hey, you okay?" Joshed asked, noticing his friend's expression.
"No."
"No what? No stapler, or no not okay?"
"No."
Josh stared at his friend. Wasn't this Sam? The man who had done better on the SATs than himself?
"Uh...Sam, buddy, I thought we'd moved beyond the level of speech 4 year olds use."
"No."
Apparently not.
"Sam, do you have Donna's stapler?"
"No. I had yours."
"Same difference... Hey! You talked!"
"Yes, I talked, Josh. Happy now?" Sam said in a very annoyed voice.
"Ummm..."
"Anyway, I gave your stapler to Toby."
"I thought you said you have it!"
"I said I had it. Past tense. I gave it away. To Toby." "Donna's gonna kill me!" Josh cried out.
The inhabitants of the bullpen turned and stared.
"Not really..." he muttered. He turned back to Sam.
"So what wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
"Come on, you can tell me!"
"Okay...I'm being punished," he whispered.
"Punished?"
"Shhh! Not so loud! Somebody will hear you."
"You're being punished? By who?" Josh whispered back.
"Toby. And Leo. And Mal. And Dr. Bartlet."
"Why?"
Sam stared at the floor for a second.
"I went out to dinner with Mal," he said slowly.
"And?" Josh asked impatiently. Surely Leo couldn't mad at him for that.
"IwenttothebathroomnandthenIleftwithouther."
"What?" Josh asked, with a very confused look on his face.
"I went to the bathroom and then I left without her. She was stuck with the bill and no way to get home."
Josh stared at hi friend for a few moments. Then he spoke.
"Wow. Not good. That explains Leo, definitely Mal, and Dr. Bartlet. But Toby?"
"He was the one that called me back to work. I was in such a rush, I forgot about Mal."
"So?"
"Mal is mad at him, therefore, he is mad at me," Sam said with a wry smile.
"Oh...Well, I gotta find the stapler, or face the wrath of Donna. Bye!" he ran out of the office to find Toby.
"I thought you said it was your stapler!" Sam called after him, laughing.
A/N: In case anyone complains about disclaimers- I already said I don't own WW in Ch.1, and if you didn't read that, you should have. As to the second chapter, I don't own Starbucks either. If I did, I would have yummy caramel flavored iced coffee with tons of whipped cream whenever I wanted it...*Sigh*
"Sam?"
"Yeah?" he turned from his window to face Josh. He looked depressed.
"Do you know where Donna's stapler is? Hey, you okay?" Joshed asked, noticing his friend's expression.
"No."
"No what? No stapler, or no not okay?"
"No."
Josh stared at his friend. Wasn't this Sam? The man who had done better on the SATs than himself?
"Uh...Sam, buddy, I thought we'd moved beyond the level of speech 4 year olds use."
"No."
Apparently not.
"Sam, do you have Donna's stapler?"
"No. I had yours."
"Same difference... Hey! You talked!"
"Yes, I talked, Josh. Happy now?" Sam said in a very annoyed voice.
"Ummm..."
"Anyway, I gave your stapler to Toby."
"I thought you said you have it!"
"I said I had it. Past tense. I gave it away. To Toby." "Donna's gonna kill me!" Josh cried out.
The inhabitants of the bullpen turned and stared.
"Not really..." he muttered. He turned back to Sam.
"So what wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
"Come on, you can tell me!"
"Okay...I'm being punished," he whispered.
"Punished?"
"Shhh! Not so loud! Somebody will hear you."
"You're being punished? By who?" Josh whispered back.
"Toby. And Leo. And Mal. And Dr. Bartlet."
"Why?"
Sam stared at the floor for a second.
"I went out to dinner with Mal," he said slowly.
"And?" Josh asked impatiently. Surely Leo couldn't mad at him for that.
"IwenttothebathroomnandthenIleftwithouther."
"What?" Josh asked, with a very confused look on his face.
"I went to the bathroom and then I left without her. She was stuck with the bill and no way to get home."
Josh stared at hi friend for a few moments. Then he spoke.
"Wow. Not good. That explains Leo, definitely Mal, and Dr. Bartlet. But Toby?"
"He was the one that called me back to work. I was in such a rush, I forgot about Mal."
"So?"
"Mal is mad at him, therefore, he is mad at me," Sam said with a wry smile.
"Oh...Well, I gotta find the stapler, or face the wrath of Donna. Bye!" he ran out of the office to find Toby.
"I thought you said it was your stapler!" Sam called after him, laughing.