The bland gray-white walls of the room were suddenly drained with life as rain clouds started rolling in past the windows on the second floor of an old apartment building. It was renovated to fit the needs of a small paper distributing company. Nothing was said and all that was heard but the constant typing of the many workers and their keyboards. Each worker has a large wooden desk that was pushed up against a wall or another's desk.

They were all placed into categories; the accountants, the temp., the sales, human resources, supplier relations, customer service, and quality assurance. Of course there was the Regional Manager and the Assistant. In the basement were the loyal warehouse workers. Just then a sudden ringing broke the silence. The phone was on a desk that belonged to a sales representative. He was not typing away, but was laying back nonchalantly.

He stood out against the white walls with his black mohawk hair that was bright green at the tips. His many piercing didn't go easy on the eyes either. The man ignored the ringing, he didn't even move. After seconds of the phone still ringing the receptionist looked up from her work. "Would you just answer that." Courtney cried, she frowned in the man's direction. He finally stirred, and opened his eyes and sat up. "This is my 'me' time if you don't mind."

He answered smoothly. He winked at Courtney who's frown increased. "Duncan, do you do any work? Ever?" She snapped, glancing down that the phone on his messy desk still ringing. Duncan shrugged, and leaned back on his chair again. Courtney sighed and stood up from her spotless desk and walked over to Duncan's. She leaned over him and picked up the phone. "Island Total Paper Company, how many I help you?" She recited into the phone.

Duncan purred and wrapped his arms around her waist, she swatted his arms away with her one free hand. Courtney started rummaging his desk for a pen and pad of paper. When she finally found it she started jotting down numbers and orders. "Yes, we can do that... No, I'm sorry we don't have that size paper in stock at the moment... In a week... Yes.. No.. Okay, thank you very much. Have a nice day." Courtney hung up the phone, and stood up.

She gave a glare to Duncan. "I can't believe you." She said, in a tsk, tsk, tsk manor. Duncan rolled his eyes, and smirked at her. "One of these days you're going to loose you're job." Courtney scowled. "I didn't know you cared." Duncan said, without missing a beat. "And besides Chris doesn't care." He continued. Courtney huffed, "I don't and he should." By this time the office started rustling when the other workers finally started to move around and take interest in the love/hate couple's conversation.

The receptionist's friend, another sales representative, looked up and gave her an easy grin. "Would you two stop flirting and get back to work." Bridgette teased. Those words made Courtney gasp in surprise. "We are not flirting. He's just so immature that I have to take charge once in a while." She said, indignantly, turning to her friend. Duncan chuckled quietly behind her. From the corner of the room the worker in costumer service smiled.

"I think we should stop working and take a break. I could tell you guys about the time I was running from the cops." Izzy said, shaking her curly orange hair. A sudden woot came from the human resources area. The faces of the room turned to Gwen, who gave a blank stare back and pointed to the representative next to her, Owen. He had a goofy smile on. "Yea, let's ditch this place!!" Owen cried standing up from his seat. Courtney's face turned red with rage.

"We will not 'ditch this place'. We'll continue working until break time." She hissed at her fellow workmans. She flipped her dark chocolate hair and turned on her heel, marching back to her desk. The others were quiet and slowly they turned back to their work and Owen sat back at his desk. The sounds of typing and pens on paper returned as they all started working. Seconds later the clock turned 12 o'clock. A loud siren sounded from the Regional Manager's office and Chris blasted past his door.

"Okay troopers, it's break time." The handsome manager cried, pointing to the break room in the back. Courtney sighed as she stood up. Duncan followed suite and walked over to her. "So listen up, why don't you let me buy you lunch. Huh?" Duncan winked at her. Courtney scowled and didn't say anything. "You know, if you keep frowning your face is going to freeze like that." He cooed, and putting a finger under her china and lifting her face eye-level to his. She let her scowl falter a bit but brushed him off, following the rest of the group to the break room.

"Geoff, my loyal assistant. I am in need of your services." Chris yelled to Geoff who was talking to Bridgette in the corner quietly. Geoff looked up and gave a small grin to Bridgette. "One sec., kay?" He asked, before walked over to Chris. Bridgette watched him walk and grinned. She turned a slight hue of pink. Beth, an accountant, appeared at her side and gave her a friendly poke in the side. "You like him, don't you?" She teased.

Bridgette cleared her throat, trying to look professional. "Well, uh.. maybe. I know who you have a bit of a crush on." She stated playfully. Those words made Beth turned red as she glanced toward her fellow accountant, Cody. He happened to be being scolded by the Accounting Manager, the know-it-all, Noah. "You added wrong, how could you add wrong, may I ask, with a calculator in your hand?" Noah said through gritted teeth. Cody shrugged meekly.

"What about Justin?" He said, boldly. "He just sits there." He said motioning to Justing a few seats away from him with Heather, the last accountant, by his side. "Justin is just the temp. he's not supposed to do anything." Noah grunted. He sighed and stormed away. Cody sighed and looked up in the direction to Beth. He waved to her, and smiled. Beth waved back and ignored Bridgette giving her a happy elbow in the gut. Dj walked over from his desk and gave the girls his easy grin. They both straightened up and gave him a salute.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny." He said, smiling. Beth shrugged. "Sorry, Dj, but you're the Quality Assurance Officer." She snickered. Dj continued to grin, but when his shirt rustled and wiggled, his face went pale. Bridgette stepped in. "Don't worry, Officer. We won't tell anyone that you have a rabbit in the office." She winked. Dj nodded gratefully and continued on his way. Just then a loud blast of thunder erupted from the sky. Loud pellets of rain came pouring down after.

Courtney screamed, making everyone jump. Duncan scowled, plugging his ears. "God, calm down , princess." Although, that was all he had to say. A happy smile came upon his face when he saw that Courtney was grabbing his shoulder and cuddling up to him in fright. Geoff stalked into the break room where everyone was seated. "Okay, no need to worry, dudes. It's just a storm nothing to worry about." He said in his laid-back voice.

"Are the clouds mad at the sky?" Lindsay asked, innocently. She is the Supplier Relations Representative. "My mom says that it rains when the sky hurts the cloud's feelings." She said, nodding, her blonde hair moving like silk. Justin stared in her direction, and Heather gave Lindsay a death glare. Gwen rolled her eyes. "Uh, yea. There just having a friendly discussion." Geoff said, nodding his butt off. Although another boom of thunder and streak of lightening didn't make the workers feel any better. "G-Geoff.." Bridgette started, even she was scared. Before she could finish the lights when out and a thud was heard underneath their floor.

The door leading to the lobby, that lead to the basement slammed open. Two dark figures appeared from the door way. The smaller one spoke first. "Sorry, I accidently hit the electric box. You guys okay up here?" It was Trent. Even in the dark everyone could see his easy-going smile. Chef Hatchet, the Warehouse Supervisor and chef for the Office, grunted-"Yea." Trent's eyes automatically wondered to Gwen, who was standing out of her seat.

She smiled at him and opened her mouth to say something, but Chris walked through the break room door. "Okay, so due to unexpected... things... I'm afraid we're all going to be trapped in the Office, until the storm let's up." He ended happily. Courtney groaned from her seat. "But that could take hours." Chris smiled. "Oh, it will. From my cell, I looked it up and the storm won't end till at least 2 o'clock tomorrow morning." The room erupted in sullen moans.

"Aren't you happy, princess? More 'you and me' time." Duncan cooed to Courtney. He easily lifted her and put her on his lap. Courtney crossed her arms and frowned, though she didn't move. The amazing manager took this time to turn to Chef and said- "Chef, go and get the emergency candles and whatnot. We'll need it." Chef walked down the stares slowly, and Trent found a seat next to Gwen. Chris sat next to Owen, who looked more than pleased being stuck with his work-mates.

"So, while we're here. Why not make the best of it?" He said in his cheery voice. "Each person go around the room and state something that describes you... or.. we could do a challenge!" He said, the group's eyes widened. "We'll go around the room." Heather assured him. Chris, smiled, again. "Splendid."

A/N: Okay, so this is a take-off from the t.v show The Office on NBC. It's okay. Anyways I started wondering what'll be like if some of the TDI Cast was in an office all day.

And this was born. So, review, I'm still wondering if I'll continue, if I do, it'll be once a week. At the most. I mean, I have a life!! L.O.L