"Smith?" I run to him, catching him just before he falls. What's happening to him. I shake his shoulder's lightly. "Smith" I say again in a slightly panicked tone. Hardly anyone is in the office today and most of us are pretty much useless and this stuff anyway. Who could help, or at least be a little helpful? Sjin, probably not. Lewis, hmm maybe, don't think he's in though. Duncan, actually yeah, Duncan might be able to help plus his rooms just next door.
I push open the door with my foot careful not to drop unconscious Smith. "DUNCAN." No reply. "DUNCAN, PLEASE HELP." I hear a thumping of footsteps coming from the room next door. Kim and Duncan stick their heads out the door, the size difference is hilarious and I would have laughed if I hadn't been so worried about Alex.
"Trott.... What have you done to Smith!" Her and Duncan run over to our door and she puts a hand on Alex's head which is bright red and sweating. "That, is not normal. Bring him to the sofa."
Duncan and I grab smith and heave him a few doors down and find a yellow bean bag which will be much easier to put him on. Smith is very heavy as he's much taller than me and even Duncan and is basically build like a tank. We got to the beanbag with Kim coordinating us and place him down.
"Now what on god's name happened." Kim questions me but I have honestly know idea and don't know what to say so I just shrug.
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Troffy
FanfictionA fan fiction about 2/3 of Hatfilms from the Yogscast. Alsmithy (Alex Smith) and Trottimus (Chris Trott) make up the ship name: Troffy.
