Xander took a deep breath and nervously approached his boss.
"Uh, Pete? Can I have a word?"
Pete looked up from a pile of paperwork he was in the middle of working through and blinked owlishly as he changed his point of focus from facts and figures to the here and now. "Sure, uhhh, Xander." He said and leaned back in his chair. "What's up?"
"I need some time off."
Pete sighed and shuffled some of the papers covering his desk into something vaguely resembling an ordered pile. "I'm afraid, uhhh, Xander, that you've simply not been working here long enough to be allowed time off for anything other than illness."
"Oh." Xander shrugged. "Then I quit." He stood to leave.
"One moment!" Pete jack-knifed forward in his seat. "What do you need the time off for?"
Xander desperately struggled to come up with something that sounded a little better than 'to save the world from demons who come from some place in England'. "Because, um, because…because my girlfriend will make my life hell if we don't go to Disneyland like I promised." He blurted before almost hitting himself on the head for coming up with such a lame excuse.
Pete nodded to himself. "In that case you can have the time off." He told Xander. "I've been in that kind of situation myself."
Xander looked doubtfully at Pete, who was not much more than five feet tall, weighed roughly two hundred pounds and was balding before he realised with a jolt that his boss had told him that he could have the time off. "Uh, thanks!" Xander said as he beat a hasty retreat.
A/N
Okay guys, that's the last of my maniac posting of the beginning of Darkling. Hopefully I'll be able to post the next couple of instalments really soon! I'm also really looking forward to reading any reviews you might care to leave.
Later!
Kennie