"Do it, do it! Come on, I know you can Ken. Please. Stop being a baby " I pleaded, sitting behind my desk at the office, inconspicuously looking around to check what others were up to.

"I can't smurf. If he catches me, he'll castrate me. You have no idea" Ken tries coaxing from the other end of the bluetooth.

Ken was watching a FIFA rerun yesterday during break, at the cafeteria. He was very immersed in his football match; all straight and serious praying for his 'certain selected country' to win. Even though he already knew who had won the final in the end.

Apparently, he believed that he'd missed that very match and so he was fulfilling his longing to watch it. 

He happened to support a team which I disliked, due to their ugly jerseys, nothing besides. So I started cheering for the opposite one, partly out of curiosity to see if it would win and partly to aggravate Ken. We bet over the match with a condition that the loser would do anything the winner would want them to.

Ultimately, Ken's team lost and here he was at AB's office, trying to steal his phone for me to execute my first plan from the series.

Mission riling Angry Bird.

"Come on Ken, it's not that hard. Trust me"

"Bury me with lotuses at my funeral. I sure as hell would die today" he sounded shaky, probably because of fear.

He really is scared of Angry bird. Poor guy, must be intimidated by him. 

"Lotuses? Okay. I'll make sure they are fresh. Don't worry, but just do it!"

"Oh my God, Fuck" he swears. I flinched and heard shuffling at the other end. After a few seconds of listening to the sounds of rustling, Ken replies in between pants. "I did it. I did it, Smurf I did it"

I squealed, almost slipping off my chair in the process and ignoring the disgusted glares people threw my way."Come at the cafe ground floor"

I ran unnoticeably downstairs towards the cafe to see Ken. His face all flustered and sweat beads covering his forehead. He opened his mouth to say something but before he could do so, I drew AB's phone out of his palm and worked at it quicker than ever, before returning it to him ignoring his 'hey, what your doing?'

"Keep it back. Thanks Ken" I say hugging him tight, he struggles in my tight hold.

"Step back Smurf, you're cutting my oxygen supply" he said making me giggle. He made his way back from where he came from. While a smile makes its way on my face.

"What about a sling shot, Angry bird?" I mumbled to myself, returning back to my workstation.

It took a few hours for me to pile up my allotted tasks. I completed my work and packed up to leave before informing Lanter, asking him if there was something else I could do for him to which he answered in a negative.

I reached the ground floor and got my self seated at a couch right across the elevators to wait until my plan unfurls. This time at the office is usually busy, people are mostly leaving and wrapping their mundane tasks, crowding the floor.

There's mostly buzz of people, talking, discussings and even planning parties after the office. The reception was occupied, so were the exits and the seats. The entire floor filled with employees and domestic staff practically dragging their lethargic bodies after whining about all the work they've done and how tired they were. I, myself was very tired but knowing that there's something fun coming up kept me happy.

The noise suddenly died due to the familiar ring of the lift making me roll my eyes.

From the elevators emerged serious as ever Angry bird, with a couple few people traipsing behind him. He was certainly ordering something and talking in some important manor, gesturing towards the file, making his way towards the entrance.

Behind him was Zoella, who Cassie had told me is a 'bitch', Cassie's word. Not mine. I'd asked her why, but she just dusted off the topic saying she wasn't worth being discussed. Zoella carried an Ipad, phones and some ledgers. While he walked with three people at his side. Formal looking, I may add.

Why does he always have a protocol when he's none other than an employee?

Only because I'm probably overthinking.

Coincidence is a thing, okay? It's not protocol, just bussinessmen discussing their businesses, probably representing the companies they worked in.

He was all in his cold stance. Big surprise there?
Man! does he even smile? Well, even if he doesn't others probably would now.

This is the time. Here you go.
I press a button on my phone and silently backwardcount.
3, 2, 1

When I'm fat and old and my kids think I'm a joke

'Cause I move a little slow when I dance

I can count on you after all that we've been through

'Cause I know that you'll always understand

The lyrics ring through the corriders of The White GOI bringing a wave of dreaded silence. People exchange surprised and feared glances with each other, discreetly signing cutthroat.

I look back and see and surely enough Angry Bird is fuming and throwing death glares at everyone. It must be really impossible for him to control his anger since he keeps clenching and unclenching his fists, his jaw set in a hard line.

"Put this off right now" he yells, causing me and most of the others to jump in terror. Everyone at the premises, from the receptionist to the guards pull their phones out to check who's it was, rushing to see which phone was ringing and were sighing a breath of relief when none were in trouble.

The music continued,

When I can hardly walk and my hair is falling out

We'll still stay up till morning

We'll throw the after-party, oh yeah, oh yeah

"Enough!" he growls. His teeth clenching in anger. His infuriated face making me want to run and laugh at the same time.

"S-sir, i-it's your phone" says a soft voice of Zoella from behind AB, attracting heads towards her direction. She raises a phone which I assume is his which for some reason she has held. Her nervousness in stance and actions causing her arms and fingers to tremble.

She seems terrified. He must be the manager of some department like Lanter is and she must be his P.A. Poor girl.

"Is it some kind of a joke, you know it's not mine," he seethed. He fisted his hands tighter.

"Umnn... S-sir it's y-yours" her face pink. And his red, at least that's what I think would be. I'm sure his eyes were furnaces by now but since his back currently faced me I couldn't witness much.

"Turn it off" he orders with abnormally lower voice, underlined by a lethal tone. Before his P.A could even comply, I declined the call. Wanting to ring it once more, thinking otherwise.

I could tell how people were struggling to contain the smile that threatened to break. A few actually scared of his outburst. Because the feeling was mutual. I really wanted Ken to witness it but he missed it. AB's sharp, reprimanding gaze looked around and everyone continued to do their work to preserve themselves from being lashed at.

Jenna: 2
Angry bird: 2

Realizing the show was over, I clutched my bag and stood up to leave, glancing over at the sizzling tempered AB. A grin washed my face even though I struggle to swallow the humour and just then, just at the moment when my lips stretch into a chastire grin, his eyes meet mine.

Good God!

My grin dropped and blood drained from my face. My eyes widened and without any thought I turn around and made a mad dash towards the exit, without sparing another look behind.

Reaching the parking area running like crazy, panting and gasping to catch my breath. My eyes widened furthermore when the reality of the situation sank in.

Peanut butter and jelly, why did I run?

I should've worn the nonchalant facade everyone inside wore. He must've definitely known the culprit by now. This was not the part of the plan. Did I ruin it?

Holy, what did I just do?

No, no! Don't worry Jenna...he wouldn't know!

I got on a bus home, got changed into comfy sweats and a nice hoodie. Hopping in the kitchen to make myself a sandwich I pulled the supplies out. But just as I was about to start, my phone went off. Ken it read.

"Hey Kennie"

"H-hi Smurf" I frowned.

"Hey? All good?"

"Positive?... How's everything?"

"Great" I answered but it came out more like a question "Ken are you alright? Is it S.O.S?" I whispered the last part.

He chuckled, a forced one. "No no. Was just asking. Can I ask you something?"

"Hmm?"

"What did you do with AB's phone?"

"Oh my Ken, Ken, Ken!" I yelled excited and I could practically see him wincing as my voice broke decibel octaves in ecstacy. I broke into a trail of laughter by just remembering AB's face from earlier today. It was a sight to behold.

"Hey? What happened?" he asks concerned and somewhat in nervousness.

I tried controlling the titters and my face which was burning red in humor. "AB came down and he was about to leave when I called him on his phone and... it played a song which was totally contary to his demeanour. Ken! You should've seen his face. Really, I can't even explain. It was so hilarious. People were dying to not laugh. He continued yelling but then... Oh my Ken... I can't speak" I said in between the giggles. I hadn't thought how insanely awesome the situation was back then. But thinking about it now. It's impossible to not laugh. His expressions from earlier have me gasping for breath due to the insane laughter fit.

I heard whisperings from the other end of the line. "Hey Ken, is everything okay?"
To which I think I heard a soft 'no' a sound of a smack and then a "yeah, yeah, everything is fine, but hey how did you, I- I mean-"

"See you stole is phone, right?"

At which instead of a 'yes' was a cry. "Ouhh, yeah yeah"

"Ken, you sure you're okay?"

"Haha yeah, you continue"

"Hmm. Okay so when you brought me his phone, I changed his ringtone to a song for my number and sent myself a quick text inorder to get his number for the prank. Don't worry I've deleted the sent text from his phone so he doesn't find out. If that's what you are worried about."

"How thoughtful. You really had the guts to do that. I'm impressed"

"Thanks Ken" I heard whispers again. I sighed frustrated. I wonder if Ken is with someone or what, who else is he talking to?

"Just out of curiosity Smurf, do you know his real name?"

"Yours?" I ask though I know he's talking about AB. I just wanna know if he's okay since he's sounding anything but. Something is forcing him to talk different.

"No... His-"

"No, I don't. Really I don't even care. AB is fit for him. Do you know his name?"

"Yeah, it's Ga-"

"Ga-?" whispers again. Oh God.

"No, you are right AB is fine. I gotta go. Will catch you later. Maybe break your house with a pizza box. Sounds like a good plan?"

"Yeah, but not today. Some other day. Take care. Bye."

"Bye"

Strange.

Ken is a stupid. But he's amazing. He knows how to deal with people. He lives the moment, making people laugh without even attempting. Acts really uncanny but he is too sweet to stay in the act. I wonder what went wrong today. He wasn't in his usual comic stance. He might not be feeling well.

I shrugged and continued making my dinner. Called Jerdy who hinted me a surprise that I'll might be receiving in afew. He was sure I'd love it. But I'm more in wanting to talk to Jerdy rather than whining over the surprise to get disclosed. I talked to Jerdy for really long, told him about the incident today, he laughed at my antics and appreciated my guts. He also warned and assured me that he'll be there if 'my AB' as he quoted worries me. He'll showup and have a nice talk with him. I wish Jerdy knew how scary he looks.

Though it's not really required because AB would never figure it out that I had pulled the prank. But if it brings Jerdy to me, I'll manage to make up lies.

Will it make me bad? Even if it does, does it look like I care?

It was ten and I was super tired but Ken being Ken showed up and pulled me out to grab icecreams. His treat for my confidence. According to him noone has ever had the guts to object AB, let alone talking, better yet sassing or troubling him. So the icecream according to him was a trophy to celebrate.

I tried asking him why he acted weird during the phone call at which he said that it's only the lack of functioning of my brain which makes me feel the unreal. Of how much I am in desperate need of therapy to save my last brain cells at which I just rolled my eyes.

He kept annoying me and never answered straight which meant something was wrong... or not. Can't tell.

By the time we were finished with the ice-creams, I asked him to take a stroll around the park but he fake gagged and yelled "cliché". Idiot.'Grandpa Grandma' stuff which he calls it is not his thing. Definitely not.

We finally came back to my apartment and he left after stealing my soft drink from the refrigerator. I must tell you. This guy is an expert theif. No wonder how he sneaked AB's phone without getting caught.

I brushed my teeth, changed into my sleeping suit and hugged my bed. My boyfriend. My one and only. I cuddled in my soft sheets while reading few chapters of the novel before sleep engulfed me till nightmares decided otherwise.

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A/N: I guess you know whose lyrics are those? Don't y'all? Stay happy. Keep smiling.

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