Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes and the short chapters.
I do not own The Office.
Plus RIP Micheal Jackson sorry if any one in this story is going to make fun of you.
After two hours of very bad singing and loud music Micheal came out of his office with a red face with swet dripping off of it. He was breathing heavily but his face was filled with he managed to get a few word out in between his heavy breathing.
" Done....huff,huff...but...huff,huff....need...huff,huff....zombies."
"What?" asked Pam confused.
Micheal held up his hand to her while bending down and taking some deep breathes. After another minute of this he rose and said, " I need zombies."
"Ummmm?"
" Oh please Pam rotting people who have risen from the dead that eat people in all of those horror films with the gor and the violence."
" I know what zombies are it's just that zombies are not real."
" Of course they are Pam, you see it's people like you whom get eaten first by the zombies in the horror films. Now, Dwight where is the closest grave yard."
" 4 miles." said Dwight who had already looked it up on his computer.
" Okay you know what that is a crazy idea," said Jim, " Why don't you just calm down and tell us why you need zombies."
" Well Jim everyone knows that there are zombies in the music video Thriller." responded Micheal.
" No!'"broke in Oscar, " Your are just going to ruin a beautiful song by a wonderful artist."
" Oh, please Oscar I am going to make that song even better."
" No you won't!" exclaimed Meridith.
" You'll make it awful." cried Angel.
Then every one in the the office started all to talk at once.
" STOP!!" yelled Micheal, which caused every one to stop talking and stare at him.
" Conference room in five minutes." he said in a stressed voice because this was apparently not how he thought their reaction to this would be.