My Missing Piece (A Mavin Fan Fiction)

Cyclone Center

"Your oh-so-important news was that you bought a fucking five foot long sandwich?" I chuckled at Geoff. He tossed his arms up, "Oh shut up. I'm making all of y'all eat it later." "So what are we doing today?" Jack asked. "We have to film a Min- em- ag-" Ryan stuttered out. Everyone started laughing. "Dude you really gotta slow your brain down," Jack patted his shoulder. "I try," Ryan jokingly whimpered. "What were you going to say?" Jeremy asked. "Minecraft," Ryan answered. "Oh shit we do," I lightly hit myself on the forehead. "Hey where's Gavin today, Michael?" Jack asked, just now noticing the absence of the British loser next to me. "Family thing. I had to take him to the airport earlier this morning," I explained while I loaded up my monitor. Geoff started to tell us what we were about to be doing for the video. Then we all synced our microphones and started the video. We only had it crash on Ryan and I which was actually not that bad.

After the video, which took like two hours to film, we relaxed until lunch. Geoff was not kidding when he said he was going to make us eat that sandwich. He got a knife from the kitchen and cut slices for each of us. It was actually a good sandwich and since there were five of us, each of us got a foot. Then the entire sandwich was gone and we went back to filming. We filmed a couple of things with the VR headset and some in GTAV and sent all of the footage to whoever was going to be editing it. By then it was time to head home. Ryan went first, followed by Geoff. Then Jeremy and then Jack, who told me to close the office. Which let me fuck with their desks before going home myself. I left the building and got in my car, heading home. I actually fell down on the couch and turned on the television, watching whatever was on. I probably stayed on the couch all night, only getting up to grab dinner or to go to the bathroom.

I woke up the next morning, after I fell asleep on the couch, and got ready for work. When I got to the office, only Jeremy was there. "Hey dude, where's everyone else?" I fell back into my desk chair. "No clue man, I've been here for an hour and no one's came in," he shrugged. "Looks pretty bad outside, huh?" Jeremy pointed towards the door, probably talking about the sky. I thought back to what it looked like when I walked in. Very dark clouds covered the sky. "Yeah. Is there a storm coming?" I asked. "Probably, lemme check the weather," he pulled out his phone and started scrolling through something. My phone went off and I pulled it out of my back pocket. Gavin was calling. "I gotta take this," I noted and stepped out into the hall. I answered the call, "Hey, Gav." "Micoo, are you at work?"  Gavin's voice was filled with worry. "Uh yeah, what's wrong?" I crossed my free arm over my chest. "I just got word there's a cyclone headed that way."  My eyes went wide, "What the fuck do you mean a cyclone?!" "You know wot I mean! Go home and be safe. Go to Geoff's house even, Griffon had a safe room built."  "Shit alright," I started walking back in the office to tell Jeremy and grab my things. "I love you, Micoo. Stay safe."  "I love you too, hubby. I'll call you later," I hung up and stuck my phone in my pocket again.

"Yo dude, why are you freaking out?" Jeremy looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Gav called to say he heard a tornado's headed this way," I explained and put all my things in my bag and tossed it over my shoulder. "We better warn everyone then," Jeremy stood up next to me. It started to pour the rain, lightning and thunder scaring the shit out of me. We both went around to warn anyone left in the office. After we did that, we went our separate ways home. I got a call from Geoff while I was in my car, headed home. "Hey, Geoff." "Are you at home?" "Headed there now, why?" "Your street it flooded, cars can't go through." "Fuck!" "Come over here, our street isn't flooded." "Alright, thanks man." "No problem." I hit my fist on the dashboard and turned around, headed to Geoff's house. I pulled into his driveway as close as I could get to his front door. I grabbed all my important stuff from my car and rushed over to the door, knocking on it.
Geoff opened it and pulled me inside, handing me a towel and taking my bag.

Griffon came out of the kitchen, "Do you guys want hot chocolate?" "Sure, yeah. Thanks," I smiled at her. "I'll take some too," Geoff answered. Griffon smiled and walked back in the kitchen. I rested the towel around my shoulders to catch the water that fell from my hair. "Thanks for letting me come over here," I said to Geoff. He patted me on the shoulder, "No problem, Michael." I looked around, "Where's the kid?" "Huh? Oh Millie. She's with her grandparents for the weekend," Geoff answered. "Oh okay," I sat down on the edge of his couch. Griffon walked back in holding two mugs. She handed one to me and one to Geoff. "Careful, it's hot," She chuckled and went back in the kitchen and came out with her own mug. There was a loud crack of thunder and then the lights flashed off. "Dammit!" Geoff growled. "I'll go check the generator," Griffon said, sitting her mug down. Geoff stopped her, "I'll do it." "Aww, thanks honey," she smiled and kissed his cheek before he walked off. "So Gavin's in Britain?" Griffon sat down next to me on the couch. I nodded, "For the whole weekend." "That sucks," she frowned. I shrugged and took a sip of my hot chocolate.