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My first attempt at DWP Fanfiction (Go me!)

Don't own the characters, if i did me and Miranda would never leave her townhouse ;)

Enjoy!

"I love my job, I love my job, I. love. My. Job…." is the joint mantra that can be heard form the two assistants out side Miranda Priestley's office that day. Andrea Sachs and Emily Charlton briefly look up and share a giggle.
"Surely it can't get worse Ems?" says Andy knowing that in all seriousness it probably will get worse, and get bad quickly. Emily replies with a worried smile.

Since Paris, when Andy effectively stole Emily's job, the relationship had strangely improved. Miranda made both Andy and Emily joint first assistants. Tasks are split equally and there is a schedule of alternate weeks to deliver the book. All in all everyone seems to have settled into this routine quite nicely, and if the latest group of "incompetent fools" that seem to be responsible for Miranda's worse than foul mood today would hurry up and fix whatever they had done so horribly wrong, the day could end and it would be time for Friday drinks.

Drinks seem very far away at this moment when Andy noticed something that does not bode well for anyone, "Bag! They've left a bag out here… belts! All the belts are in this bag. Oh god! Take it in Ems…pleeease," Andy pleads throwing in a smile for good measure.

"Uh uh not a chance Andy. You can leave it there, pretend we didn't notice and one of us will definitely get spoken to or take it in yourself and face the wrath."
"She might not mind, after all it'll save problems later when they realise they have no belts…"
Emily laughed, "You keep telling yourself this Andy. Good luck!" Moments like this Andy often suspected Emily still hated her.
'Well here goes nothing.' she thought to herself. Knocking on the door Andy realised she was holding her breath. Maybe Miranda wouldn't mind Andy hoped.

"Come in.." Miranda says quietly. She looks like she could murder someone, 'probably you for interrupting here idiot' Andy thought not quite being able to form words with Miranda staring at her.
"Is there a reason you feel its necessary to interrupt my meeting Andrea?" she says still staring at her assistant.
"Err sorry, these were outside, thought they might be important" I stutter whilst placing the bag on the ground.
"Ah the belts I was starting to think these were a figment of your imagination.." she now glares at the designers, "thank goodness someone came to work today Andrea…That's all." Andy could have sworn there was a slight, very slight smilethere, 'obviously been working to hard…' she thought to herself as she walked back to her desk.

"So, still alive I see Andy. That is odd... " Emily looked in at Miranda through the glass trying to assess why she did not send Andrea cowering away, "But it means you can buy first round tonight, where do you want to go" Emily says leaning back in her chair.
"Don't mind Ems, I need drink and lots of it this weekend" Andy rubbed the bridge of her nose, desperately trying to avoid the headache she can feel coming on. "Seeing as we aren't in here tomorrow we should make a proper night of it. Get Nigel and Serena and whoever they want to bring?" Andy looks for Emily's approval over the PC monitor.

"Typical Andy, I still have to organise everything" Emily replied with a smirk, "I'll txt details when your waiting for the book so that all you need to do is turn up and buy drinks. Think you can handle that?"
"Gosh, could you not just have a cocktail waiting for me" Andy replied sticking out her tongue quickly trying to hide this gesture as Miranda's office door opened.
Two thoroughly crushed individuals almost ran from the office, followed by Miranda.

"Tell Nigel, I have sorted it out and he is free to do want he wants with them now; confirm my lunch for tomorrow with the girls' father tell him I appreciate him taking the time to sort this out. Emily you can go. That's all." Miranda breezed back into her office and closed the door.
"What was that about?" whispered Emily nodding her head in the direction of Miranda's office.
"She always lets one of us away this time on a Friday..." said Andy looking confused.
"I meant the whole 'tell him I appreciate it' thing. I've never heard her say that. And she let you interrupt that meeting without firing you…" Emily whispered even quieter this time if it was possible. Andy simply shrugged her shoulders and almost jumped out of her skin when the door opened again.

"By all means Emily, feel free to stay here and deliver the book if you do not want to leave." Miranda raised an eyebrow and walked back to her desk. With that Emily grabbed her coat and almost ran from the office.
"Txt me the details!!" Andy called after her and received a wave from the retreating Emily.

This was Andy's favourite part of her job. Every second Friday Emily would leave early and it would just be her and Miranda in the office. This rather interesting development took place some time ago. She couldn't remember exactly when she began to have those incredible dreams about the Editor in Chief of Runway but her job had definitely improved since then. Not long after she decided having these dreams was not entirely unpleasant Andy had discovered that if she positioned her chair correctly she could look at the reflection of Miranda in the office door without being spotted. She knew it was wrong to want to look at her boss in this way but she long decided this was the best way to spend her Friday afternoons as the only assistant in the office. 'No harm in looking' Andy would always tell herself. ' I mean it's not as if I'm going to flip one day run into the office and attempt to make out with my boss..' Andy smirked thinking exactly how interesting that scenario would be as she finished up the tasks Miranda had given earlier. Knowing the routine by now, Andy reclined a bit further whilst checking her e-mails. Miranda would be leaving the office in an hour. Andy lt out a breath and smiled to herself, 'Might as well enjoy the view..