A/N: Sorry about forgetting to finish this story! I needed something to do on the airoplane to Moscow, and I wrote this and fell asleep! Thanks for reviewing...themeaningoflifeischeese11! Lots of LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Disclaimer: I don't MyMusic or its characters. It would be totally culkin if I did though... Oh Oh Oh! I do own Peter though... if you can own people...

Oh here are some things you should know:

*The whole story isn't all from Scene's diary. Only the parts in bold.*

*Indie may seem kinda OOC at some parts, but not that much hopefully...*

*Thoughts of Scene or Indie are underlined*

ON WITH THE STORY MORTALS!

Scene looked up from her diary on her work desk, to Indie's office. She hadn't seen him all day... he was probably sleeping.

Might as well check though.

Scene's thoughts wandered from her mind to reality as she made her way up to Indie's office. The lights were out, which was pretty strange for the middle of the afternoon.

If he was asleep, wouldn't he have waken up from the hustle of all the workers?

Scene started to let her mind wander.

Is he DEADDDD?

DID THE GOBLIN APOCALYPSE COME?

Is he being blackmailed to never come out of his office because he didn't pay his car insurance?

Did he have a SEIZURE AND WRITE ME A LOVE NOTE CONFUSING HIS DEEPEST FEELINGS FOR ME AND THAT WE COULD LIVE TOGETHER IF HE WERE STILL ALIVE AND WE COULD HAVE 40 CHILDREN AND NAME THEM ALL ALBERT AND RIDE ON UNICORN'S TOGETHER?

Thinking these things are ABSOLUTELY unhealthy for a lover-girl's mind. Scene bolted to Indie's office door and started knocking insanely.

"INDIE LET ME IN THE OFFICE! IT'S SCENE YOU SEE?"

Scene took a moment from pounding frantically on the door to put her finger's on her cheeks to show she was Scene. She smiled for a moment, and then got back to her mission. Finding Indie and protecting him from goblins or seizures.

"INDIE OPEN UP..."

Scene paused for a moment and sighed and quietly whispered.

"...I miss you."

The door swung open. Suddenly realising the flaws in her plan to save Indie, Scene turned to run. After feeling a warm hand on her shoulder, she stopped, bit her lip and turned around in one swift move.

"Look Indie I'm supppppppppppppppperrrrrrrrrrr sorrrrrrr..."

But that hand didn't belong to Indie. It belonged to a much taller, smiling man. Plaid flannel shirt, blond hair and matching beard. Obviously a lumberjack. Duh.

"A LUMBER JACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!? ARE YOUUUUUUUUUU HELPING WITH THE APOCALYPSE ?"

The words just flew out of her mouth. Instead of scowling at her, the lumberjack man just laughed. A BIG hearty booming laugh. Scene smiled, knowing she probably wouldn't be fired today.

"Who are you? I'm Scene you see?"

"Peter. I'll be filling in for Indie today. Sorry - I thought I sent the email blast out to everyone!"

Peter's voice was as vociferous as his laugh. Scene smiled again, bigger this time.

" I was just making sure Indie was okay - and I wanted to make sure the apocalypse didn't start without me."

"Don't worry, everything's fine and dandy. Indie's just sick in bed today."

"Oh. I'll just get back to blogi- I mean working!"

Peter waved as Scene went back to her desk. Oops.

When Peter saw that Scene was back at her desk, Peter closed the office door. Sitting down at Indie's desk, he thought for a moment and picked up the antique phone. After ringing a few times, no voice had picked up on the other line.

"Hello this is Indie. Just leave a message and I might get back to you, if you are not Intern 2."

Beeppppp.

"Um hi Indie it's Peter. Your girlfriend was just wondering how you were. She seemed upset. Celine I think her name was... Anyways feel better bro..."

Beeppppp.

DEARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRR Online Diary.

It's Scene! Today Indie wasn't here because he had the sicky sicks. The best medicine is 5 hours of My Chemical Romance music. But you shouldn't listen to the song Cancer by them... not when your sick...

Anyway, filling in for Indie was a lumberjack. His name was Peter.

That name reminds me of a duck I once hit with my car! I miss Indie a lot on days he isn't at the office. It gives him even more of a less chance of falling in love with me! :(((.

I hope he is back tomorrow!

Love,

SCENEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Just to clear up any confusion - Scene and Indie aren't dating. The story behind Peter being the name of a duck was when I was little (maybe 8) my only friend's dad lived in Scotland and had this HUGEEEEEEE farm. We used to drive there and take turn riding on this big tractor that he had ( I forget why he had it ). one day when I was driving on it, I hit a duck. Oops! I named it Peter and gave it a nice funeral and buried it . The head stone said : Here lies Peter. A nice duck who took death well. We loved you man.

And that's just the weird story of how I named a lumberjack Peter. Not like anyone cares.

- Whenthebirddies