Disclaimer: I don't own them but if only they were my mice. They would be entertaining pets. But alas they are not.
Author's Note: Really where is this supposed to go. Anyway have fun.
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'Oh my god,' Josh mumbled to himself. 'Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.'
Yes he was panicking. In a drunken moment of lewd… drunkenness he had told Donna that he wanted to marry her. At least that's what he remembered. The pain and agony and guilt that had plagued him before was coming back in full stride. He also added embarrassment, shame, and mortification to the punch.
'Why the hell are you so stupid?" he shouted to himself. "God! You are so stupid. You're not fit for… life. Go home kill yourself.'
Still feeling the edge of his alcohol buzz, Josh became very loud and very volatile in his cries. It wasn't long before his work place had grown very quiet. More than a few people had stopped working and started to wonder what he was doing.
'Josh?' as four people edged into the room and closed the door.
"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!' Josh said smashing himself on the head. 'Idiot!'
'Josh!' one of the figures shouted loudly.
Josh turned to look at them. 'Hi.'
There was a brief silence before Leo continued.
'What the hell are you doing?' he asked steaming with anger.
'I'm stupid,' Josh told him filled with fear. 'I'm stupid.'
'Yeah I got that,' Leo told him. 'I'm actually pretty sure all of D.C. got that.'
'Leo..' Josh tried to defend himself.
'What the hell were you doing?' Leo interrupted what was possibly going to be a very lame excuse.
'Leo, I'm so stupid,' Josh said once more.
'I think we have concluded that you are stupid,' Toby remarked with a smirk.
'Last night..' Josh tried to begin.
'Nothing happened,' Sam interrupted him.
'Wait what was last night?' C.J. asked.
'Josh,' Sam began, 'took Donna out for drinks because of… you know?' C.J. nodded her head. 'Then he got so smashed that he couldn't remember anything that happened…'
'Sam…' Josh tried to interrupt.
'And then he woke up in her bed,' Sam continued.
'He woke up in her bed!' C.J. shouted, hitting Sam's arm.
'Hey,' Sam yelped flinching away from her. "I'm not the one who slept in Donna's bed.'
'You slept with your assistant?' Leo half asked but more or less screamed at Josh.
'No I…'
'He didn't sleep with her,' Sam told them.
'I'd like to hear him say that,' Leo said waving a finger at Josh.
Suddenly all eyes had returned to him in anticipation, and anger.
'I didn't have sex with Donna,' Josh told them. 'I told her…'
'Then why the hell are you yelling?' Leo screamed at him.
'I was trying to tell you…' Josh began as calmly as he could manage. 'Last night Donna and I had a few drinks…'
'A few?' Toby asked mockingly.
Josh just nodded. 'And then when I was pretty drunk she asked me when I'd you know?'
'You asked Donna out!' C.J. screamed, nearly jumping up and down.
'Wow,' Sam remarked.
'No,' Josh told them.
'Thank god,' Leo remarked.
'It's much worse,' Josh began once more.
Leo just sighed and brought a hand to cover his eyes. All the others looked on in anticipation.
'I think I asked Donna to marry me,' he told them meekly.
'You did what!' all four of them screamed at once.
Josh stood still, fearful, panicked, and feeling rather dumb.
'Josh how could you be so…' Leo tried to reprimand him.
'Stupid,' Josh finished.
'Yeah,' Leo agreed with him, sighing deeply.
'What the hell am I supposed to do?' Josh asked sitting down and putting his head in his hands.
'You could call her,' Sam recommended.
'I can't she's… I don't… her dad just died…' Josh tried to reason with him.
'What was her answer?' C.J., who had been standing quietly for a few second with a distant and reflective look, asked what everyone should have been thinking.
All eyes turned to look at Josh. Sighing, he slowly lifted his head and rested his chin on his out stretched fingers.
'I can't remember.'