office drabbles
title: pina coladas breed discontent and rebellion (or how ryan closed a door and the window was locked)
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): erin/kelly
rating: pg13
word count: 100
spoilers: none? idk i haven't watched in a really long time, so no.
“I think Ryan wants to have some kind of weird sex orgy. With us.”
Erin cradles her pina colada, careful not to slosh. Kelly, however, is less mindful.
“He said that?!” she shrieks, red splattering across the laminate. What’s left of her fourth daiquiri causes her emotional range to take a dip. She pouts down into her glass. “He never tells me anything.”
The pale brunette pats her arm.
“No worries.” Erin shifts closer. “We can, if you want.”
Kelly pillows her cheek against her hand. “Nah. Ryan is totally lame.”
As it turns out, they don’t really need him.
title: tea vs. coffee deathmatch: two beverages enter, only one is poured out
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam, ryan
rating: pg
word count: 100
spoilers: set early s3.
A wisp of steam curls from the spout of Pam’s blue teapot, and with it, associations she’d rather forget.
“Coffee is far superior.” Ryan lets the break room door shut behind him. Pam exhales, grateful for the interruption. “Seriously, I’m surprised you’d drink something so lame.”
Her eyebrow tilts as she dunks a bag of green tea into her mug.
“Last time I checked, tea never gave anyone an ulcer.”
“It think it’s safe to say my boss and stalker already took care of that.”
“Such an ass.”
“You know you love it.”
Pam just smiles.
(She kind of does.)
title: waffles with syrup: gateway vice to lesbianism
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam/karen
rating: pg13
word count: 100
spoilers: none.
notes: based on a text from last night: (281): She was so adorably desperate I didn't have the heart to tell her I wasn't a lesbian. So now she's making waffles, may switch teams over this.
When Pam starts dating Karen, it’s an accident. An unknowing, silly accident.
It starts with dinner. Followed by a movie. Followed by coffee. Followed by cuddling, her uneven heartbeat merely coincidental. (In retrospect, Pam feels like a moron.)
She catches on after two weeks, when Karen’s fingertips skim her waist under the covers and slip under her shirt. The warm pooling between her hips muffles any shock she might have felt.
In the morning, Karen is whirling around the kitchen with waffle batter, dropping a maple-flavored kiss on her lips, and Pam thinks, yeah. I could get used to this.
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): erin/kelly
rating: pg13
word count: 100
spoilers: none? idk i haven't watched in a really long time, so no.
“I think Ryan wants to have some kind of weird sex orgy. With us.”
Erin cradles her pina colada, careful not to slosh. Kelly, however, is less mindful.
“He said that?!” she shrieks, red splattering across the laminate. What’s left of her fourth daiquiri causes her emotional range to take a dip. She pouts down into her glass. “He never tells me anything.”
The pale brunette pats her arm.
“No worries.” Erin shifts closer. “We can, if you want.”
Kelly pillows her cheek against her hand. “Nah. Ryan is totally lame.”
As it turns out, they don’t really need him.
title: tea vs. coffee deathmatch: two beverages enter, only one is poured out
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam, ryan
rating: pg
word count: 100
spoilers: set early s3.
A wisp of steam curls from the spout of Pam’s blue teapot, and with it, associations she’d rather forget.
“Coffee is far superior.” Ryan lets the break room door shut behind him. Pam exhales, grateful for the interruption. “Seriously, I’m surprised you’d drink something so lame.”
Her eyebrow tilts as she dunks a bag of green tea into her mug.
“Last time I checked, tea never gave anyone an ulcer.”
“It think it’s safe to say my boss and stalker already took care of that.”
“Such an ass.”
“You know you love it.”
Pam just smiles.
(She kind of does.)
title: waffles with syrup: gateway vice to lesbianism
fandom: the office
character(s)/pairing(s): pam/karen
rating: pg13
word count: 100
spoilers: none.
notes: based on a text from last night: (281): She was so adorably desperate I didn't have the heart to tell her I wasn't a lesbian. So now she's making waffles, may switch teams over this.
When Pam starts dating Karen, it’s an accident. An unknowing, silly accident.
It starts with dinner. Followed by a movie. Followed by coffee. Followed by cuddling, her uneven heartbeat merely coincidental. (In retrospect, Pam feels like a moron.)
She catches on after two weeks, when Karen’s fingertips skim her waist under the covers and slip under her shirt. The warm pooling between her hips muffles any shock she might have felt.
In the morning, Karen is whirling around the kitchen with waffle batter, dropping a maple-flavored kiss on her lips, and Pam thinks, yeah. I could get used to this.