A/N I don't own any of the characters or songs used. Don't take the story too seriously!

The end of the day was nearing, and Pam was thankful for not having any strong urges to perform solo. She tried several different things to keep her busy: assort pens from darkest to lightest, play solitaire, and even drawing a little bit. She couldn't help but draw Jim dancing on a table.

Jim had begun making a list of possible ways to torment Dwight, since nobody else was getting much work done that day either, as they were all silently waiting for another to sing. Jim considered dying of boredom, but then realized things were supposed to be awkward between him and Pam. Well, not supposed to be, like her promised her. He sighed leaned back in his chair.

Michael thought about songs he'd sing to Jan. Nothing. At least she wouldn't have to worry about him serenading her. It'd probably embarrass her he thought.

Stanley was, as usual, talking on the phone. He was tapping his pen - as always - and talking slowly. He closed his eyes and tried to drown out everyone else's conversations. He almost dozed off right there.

"Hello?"

He opened his eyes and realized he hadn't talked for a few minutes now. He quickly said sorry and hung up the phone. What's wrong with me?

He looked down and rubbed his temples. He saw that he was wearing jeans - something he'd never wear to work. A guitar began to play out of nowhere, and excited employees began to surround his desk.

Walk The Line

Stanley Hudson

Stanley gets up and stand in the middle of his fellow workers. He puts his thumbs in his belt loops and begins to kick his feet.

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

Pam and Jim, Angela and Dwight, Ryan and Kelly, and Creed and Oscar begin to square dance.

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line

Everyone smiles and claps for Stanley. He can't help but grin madly.

"I had no idea Stanley had such a beautiful voice," Jim joked. Pam laughed ask they walked back to their desks.

"Yeah, so far everyone's had a great voice. I hope I don't have to sing," she said as she fiddled with her ring.

He sighed. "Pam, you have an amazing voice."

"That's not what…" she started.

Jim looked mad. "Did he say you have a bad singing voice?"

Pam looked up at him. "I'm not very good…" She went back to her desk, but not before hearing Jim whisper "What a dick."

Michael came out of his office for the first time in several hours. "I understand some of you organized a little musical day today, which I did not approve," he said sourly. "But it's all great for the newsletter. Just…try to get a little work done or Jan will be on my back again."

"She does not own you!" Dwight called before Michael ducked back into his office.

Slowly, he began turning around. He stared at Dwight with loving eyes.

"Oh, Dwight. What would I do without you?"

Jim eyed the camera.

Wind Beneath My Wings

Michael

Michael stands up on Dwight's desk and sings down to him.

It must have been cold there in my shadow
To never have sunlight on your face
You've always been content to let me shine
You've always walked one step behind

Everyone in the office pairs up and begins to slow dance.

I was the one with all the glory
While you were the one with all the strength
Only a face without a name
And I never once heard you complain

Did you ever no that you're my hero
And everything that I'd like to be
I can fly higher than an eagle
'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings

You might have thought it went unnoticed
But I've got it all here in my heart
I want you to know I know the truth
That I would be nothing without you

Did you ever know that you're my hero
And everything that I'd like to be
I can fly higher than an eagle
'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings

"Oh, Michael."

"I love you man." He jumps down and gives Dwight a bear hug.