BEEP!! BEEP!! BEEP!!
The alarm clock never did its job, if it really wanted to wake me up it would get off its plastic ass and do something about it. But then again it's my role model, it doesn't take crap from no one and sits around all day. But then again, it is quite annoying.
But I fall back to sleep anyway. To dream about what is left in the fridge.
RING!! RING!! RING!!
The phone was across the table, too far to reach. I would have to get out of bed or something. But it's so warm, and the carpet was imported from Siberia. It's always damn cold. But what if it's Ben from EBgames and he found a copy of Call of Juarez?
I bolted out of bed and seized the phone.
"DID YOU GET MY COPY OF CALL OF JUAREZ?!!"
"OW WHAT THE CRAP!!?" screamed the other person on the phone. "NO!! It's me! Donna!"
Aw man, stupid ass Donna always trying to impersonate Ben.
"What do you want?"
"I would say you are late!" she answered. "But there is something worse than that!"
"What is it?" I asked.
"I can't tell you Adam," She said back. "It's too terrible to tell you over the phone. You have to come down to the office."
"Does it involve Asparagus or Call of Juarez?"
"If it will bring you down here then yes, yes it does involve both your passions. And I've got 360 waiting for you."
I ran to the office and burst through the front doors. Bolting up the stairs and pushed aside snowflake and the interns, and finally making it to his office so that he could play the…
There was no 360, or asparagus or Call of Juarez.
"Damn that was fast!" said Donna in amazement.
"Where is the 360?!" I yelled.
"I lied Adam!" Shouted Donna. "It was the only thing that was going to get you out of bed!"
"What is this all about?" I demanded.
Donna looked at her feet.
"It's…" she started. "Well…."
She opened the secret hatch under the desk.
I gasped in shock.
"Somebody stole our secret stash of Cocoa cola."
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Screeched Adam. The entire office broke away from their drawing, their horrible animations, their drinking and their need to fix something on the website that doesn't need to be fixed and stared at the two in an awkward silence.
Then.
"Somebody stole the coke?"
"Somebody stole Adam and Donna's coke?"
"I have some coke under my dashboard, but still Cocoa cola is still pretty good."
"I Knew where it was, I just didn't want to loose my job."
"I have seven fingers."
"Why would anyone do such a thing?"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!" Boomed Donna. Everybody stopped talking. "ME AND ADAM WANT TO KNOW IMMEDIATELY, WHO STOLE OUR COCOA COLA!!?"
There was silence.
"WHO DOESN'T WANT TO BE FIRED!!?" Everyone raised their hand.
Donna was about to yell some more, but then I had an idea.
"I've got it!"
"You do?" asked Donna.
"Yes! We start firing people every five minutes until I decide to go to the convenience store or until somebody confesses, saves me twenty bucks and gives back our coke!"
"Every five minutes!?" yelled one of the interns. "But this was the only place that would accept my animation style. All my stuff was blamed on Newgrounds and the animation collage in Toronto laughed at me!"
"Oh man they laughed at you too!?" said another intern.
"They threw copies of "The Fog" at me." Said another.
"Will you guys shut the hell up!?" shouted the Janitor. "Maybe the reason why nobody likes your animations is because you should put at least five weeks into it! Not just pull one out of your ass and say "I worked in this for two hours!" well that means nobody would like and most likely it would be panned!"
The interns stopped talking.
"Now," the Janitor put down his mop. "Not that I like working here, but I've seen some pretty strange people around here last night."
"WHO!!?" I yelled.
"The…" started the Janitor.
"President of china…
…
…
Town."
End of part 1.
WILL DONNA AND ADAM FIND THEIR COKE? WILL THE INTERNS OVER STOP BITCHING? DOES ANYBODY KNOW WHICH LINE I JUST PLAGIARIZED? DOES MY BEARD LOOK LIKE A FOREST TO YOU? …Perhaps I should shave.
TUNE IN NEXT EPISODE!!
