Devil Wears Prada - Devil Mountain Sounds
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Chapter Rating: PG-13
Description: Miranda, Andrea, Nigel, Doug (who now works at Runway), Serena, and Emily get stuck at a shoot thanks to a blizzard. What will happen when Miranda and Andrea are forced to share a room? Will change rating to M after future chapters.
The others were scrambling with her bags to keep up with Miranda who was still striding towards the door. Of course, Andrea was expected to not only collect her bags, but Miranda's as well. The young assistant scurried to grab the things and join her colleagues outside with their boss.
"Bloody hell, it is freezing out here." Emily didn't shy away from latching onto Serena. It was too cold for false modesty.
"Well we wouldn't have to stand here if Andrea would hurry up and get us our ride." Andy was used to this. Miranda pretending like she gave an order when she really didn't. The editor just expected things to happen.
Andy struggled to grab her cell from her purse. Of course, they had sent away the driver thinking that they would be getting on their flight never having to see him again. Luckily he was sitting at the cafe across the street. He was able to get to them without too many biting comments from Miranda.
As soon as they got in the car, Miranda started to rattle off direction. "You, take me to my lodge and then take the rest of them to that miserable place you call a bed & breakfast. Andrea, I expect you to set up a temporary office for me at the lodge before you...why aren't you moving, you insipid fool?"
"Sorry ma'am, but no can do. The blizzard has already reached the lodge or will have by the time we get there. Can't take a chance of us all getting stuck out there."
"Then what do you suggest I do?"
"You can bunk up in the B&B with the rest of your friends here and wait out the storm. As you already know the owners have given up their room your friends so it will probably be just you all. The owners will be staying on the outskirts of town with their kids in their cabin."
"Do you mean to tell me, that you expect me to spend the rest of my unfortunate time here in an unstaffed inn?"
"I am sure you and friends can do the same job as the Gergstiens," with that the driver put his car in gear and started to move down the snowy street to the little B&B they had been in. The whole time Miranda glared out the window. The Gergstiens had luckily left their keys to the B&B with the driver for him to lock up for them since they already went out of town.
Andrea was looked worriedly at Miranda, but began to write on her notepad for the rest of the trip without looking up again. Miranda continued to stare out the window thinking about being stuck with her staff for the remainder of the trip. She would certainly have to limit her contact with her young assistant for both of their sakes.
Nigel began to worry about continuing to share a room with Doug. It hadn't been a problem yet. Both had played it safe and stayed on their sides of the bed, but it was clear that this pattern would break eventually. Nigel didn't want to be the first one to bring up that he had feelings in case Doug was just playing with him. Doug on the other hand was too grateful for his job to want to jeopardize it. He was currently living with Andy at her apartment. He couldn't afford something of his own yet. He had been fired two weeks after Andy got back from Paris without pay for having 'office relations' with a coworker in their office. It had been a drunken mistake at office party. Tons of guys did that, but none of them were gay. His bosses didn't fire any of the men who had sex with their secretaries only him and the man who cheated on his life partner that night by making out with Doug in Doug's office. It didn't help that the bosses had gone looking for a place to have sex in and walked in on them. Doug was happy at Runway, but still missed his old job as a lawyer. He had been blacklisted by his bosses and all their discriminating friends.
Serena couldn't help, but think about how she was going to keep Emily busy during this mini-vacation of theirs. Emily would never admit it, but freak weather got her seriously upset. She didn't want Serena to know, but knew she didn't have much of a choice now that they were facing blizzard.
It didn't take long for the driver of the old SUV to reach the B&B along the edge of the ten mile wide town. Finishing helping them with their bags, he was all too ready to get out of there. Unfortunately for him, Andrea had pulled him to the side out of everyone's view handing him a list and some money. During the trip to the B&B, Andrea had come up with a few items for the driver to get from the grocery store so as to make Miranda more comfortable in her new lodgings.
Miranda was the first to enter turning her nose up at the place. "Which room has yet to be taken?"
The group stood around dumbly until Andrea answered while walking in, "Oh, they're actually all full, Miranda, but I can don't mind sleeping on the couch. You can have my room."
"Don't be preposterous. You are my assistant and as such you need a good night's sleep. One of the others can give you their bed. Douglas or Serena can take the couch or the floor, whichever is less displeasing."
"Actually Miranda, I think it would be best if I took the couch seeing as all the rooms are double booked anyway." Andrea didn't want to upset her boss, but she didn't like the idea of making any of her friends give up their bed for her especially if that meant she had to sleep in the same bed as their partner or soon-to-be partner.
"What do you mean?" Miranda was already starting to become irritated with this conversation. Why didn't Andrea just do as she was told? It was not like Miranda would make the girl she had feelings for sleep anywhere but a bed. In Miranda's mind, Andrea was her property by both being her assistant and by being the girl she desired. Everyone new Miranda's 'things' were treated with the utmost care.
"Doug is sharing a room with Nigel, and Serena and Emily are sharing a room. I was the only one who wasn't sharing with someone. It doesn't make sense to kick anyone out of their bed just to have me share when it is far more logical just to have me sleep on the couch."
"You will not sleep on the couch." Miranda was beyond annoyed at this point. She didn't want Andrea to share a bed with anyone else and she sure as hell wasn't going to let her sleep on that stained lump these people called a couch.
"Well unless you want to share your bed with me, then I will have to take the couch."
"Fine, we'll share a room. That's all," with those words Miranda turned and walked out to kitchen in search of something stronger than coffee.
Andrea was left moving her mouth much like a fish as the others stood dumbfounded.
