Ok, here's the last one. Once again, sorry I'm not updating the story I'm supposed to be. I will as soon as my muse gets off vacation. [Mind you, I wrote the bunny insanity back when she was still here.]
Mary walked to Marshall's desk and smiled at him. Just smiled.
"What?" he asked suspiciously.
"Happy Birthday!" she said in a sing-song voice.
Marshall gaped at her. "Let me get this straight. You hate your birthday, but now you suddenly love mine?"
"Pretty much." she said cheerfully, pulling out a present from behind her back.
"Mare, I told you not to buy me anything. Now I have to get you something for your birthday, and you're so hard to shop for." Marshall whined.
"Just open it."
Marshall did as he was told, and laughed at what he saw.
"Really? Bunny slippers? Wait… Monty Python Killer Bunny slippers? If I didn't love me some Python, I'd be terrified of these. Thank you."
Mary grinned. "No problem."
"Marshall!" Stan called from his office.
"Yes, sir!" Marshall called back, still staring at his new slippers.
"Happy Birthday, now come and get your present!"
Intrigued, Marshall put down the slippers and walked into Stan's office. Mary watched, trying to keep her giggling to herself.
Three seconds later Marshall let out a cry of alarm, and came running out of the office. Mary started laughing in earnest.
"You knew! You knew he had that… that monster in there!" Marshall yelled accusingly.
"Did not. How could I know he had a giant, 6-foot stuffed pink bunny and not tell you about it?"
Marshall just glared, grabbed his Killer Bunny slippers off the desk and walked out with a huff.
"Aw, Marshall, come on! At least it's not a ninja!" Mary called after him.
Stan cleared his throat a few feet behind her. Mary turned to see him holding the large stuffed bunny… with a black ninja mask on its head.
Okay, the ridiculousness has to end. I hope you enjoyed the fruits of my bored-as-hell labor. Updates on "Not Leaving" ASAP, I swear.