New Desk

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New Desk

Tonight was an unusual night for the night guards. Instead of them coming at 11:30 their boss wanted them here at 7:30 in the evening, the time they need to be resting for a long night with psychopathic animatronics. The reason; why to set up a new desk after the fly incident a month ago.

"I hate it when we have to do early heavy work like this." Mike said as he, Jeremy, and Scott struggled to get a box with the parts to the desk to the other room.

"Yeah." Scott said. He then dropped the box down slowly. "One thing. Why are you, me, and Jeremy are the only ones moving this desk, while my little brother and Fritz are just sitting there!" He yelled as Vincent and Fritz where on their phones.

"Chill bro! Where just taking a break." Vincent said.

"Yep." Fritz replied.

"Guy we have to help out too you know. This is the desk we have to put together. Its not in one piece." Jeremy explained.

"You guys can put it together. Its not that hard." Fritz said.

Scott glares and grabs the two guys and drags them over where the box was. Jeremy opens it and all the pieces come out along with a giant instruction book.

"Whoa!" The guards said looking at the pieces.

"Alright let's start building this sucker." Mike said as he grabbed a part of the table, but didn't know what he's supposed to do with it. "Uh who would read the directions?" He asked.

"I will." Vincent said as he picks up the instruction book, and turns it to a page, and starts reading it. "Place the desk facing where the legs should go." Vincent said in Spanish.

Everyone gave Vincent a weird look not knowing what he was saying. "Uh what did he say?" Fritz asked.

"He said. Let me be a smart mouth and read the directions in a language none of us don't understand!" Scott replied translating what Vincent said. Mike and Jeremy laughed, and Vincent replied by hitting his brother over the head with a book.

"Ah! Jeez! What did you do that for?!" Scott yelled back.

"Because your wrong. I said: Place the desk facing where the legs should go. Idiot." Vincent said giving a smirk.

"Jerk." Scott replied. Vincent and Scott where about to fight each other, but Fritz held the two back.

"Guys knock it off we have a job too do." Fritz said.

Vincent and Scott glared, and just turned around crossing their arms. "Fine." They both said.

"Ok Vincent. Say again what we need to do first in English." Mike said.

"Ok. Flip the table to the side where you put the legs on." Vincent read.

Mike and Scott then flipped the table, and smiled. "Peace of cake." Mike said smiling proudly.

"However, the book doesn't say which leg goes where." Vincent said showing his co-workers the picture, and nothing said anything about the legs.

"Lets just stick a leg on each side and see what happens." Mike said.

Everyone just agreed with Mike's plan, however it didn't work out since it either didn't fit, or it did fit but the table wobbled.

"This is going to be one hard table." Fritz said.

"You think?" Scott asked looking at him.

Jeremy smiled as he went to grab a part of the table. "Here let me try." He said. Unfortunately he struggled to put the piece on. Everyone was starting to get impatient knowing a person like Jeremy can't do this.

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