" Thank you for the ride home.." I stood with my back to my door and bit my lip.
" No problem." he smiled and pulled me into a hug.
" You're the best." i whispered so that only I could hear it.
" I know." he giggled and pulled away. " see ya tomorrow pal."
I stood at at my door, watching him walk away.
" See ya tomorrow, pal." I mumbled and went inside.
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" Can I get a dozen glazed doughnuts and a dozed chocolate? oh and two bags of doughnut holes!" I spoke over the breakfast crowd to the lady at Krispy Kream.
Within 10 minutes, I had my arms full and was on my way to work. I managed to wiggle my phone out of my pocket. I carefully dialed Jimmy and put the phone to my ear.
Ring ring ri-
" Hey!"
" Hey I'm bringing everyone breakfast. mind meeting me in the lobby and helping?" grinned to myself.
"Yum! and yea I'll be down there I a bit."
" Alright I'm a block away." I hit end and shoved my phone into my pocket, and speed walked to Rockefeller. I walked into the lobby and immediately Jimmy rushed to grab one if the 2 large bags that sat on my arms.
" Wow!" he sniffed the bag and smiled at me.
" And I got you coffee." I handed him his cup and we walked into the elevator.
" WE ARE HERE TO FEED YOU PEASANTS!" Jimmy called upon interning the conference room, where people tended to hang out in the mornings.
They all cheered and tire open the boxes. I stood back as Jimmy was swallowed up by the people. he emerged seconds later with 4 doughnuts and a half full bag of doughnut holes. he smiled and we ran to his office and away from the wild beasts.
" I didn't know how hungry you were..." he smiled and sat the doughnuts down in from of me.
" I'll only eat two." I smiled and handed him the other two." but I will eat some of the doughnut holes.... and I also snuck this in and no one noticed." I smiled and pulled a bag if Colchis out of my jacket.
" You, pal, are one smart feller... or fart smeller... either way works." he nudged me and wolfed down his first doughnut.
" WOW." I mocked him. " I wish I could eat like that." I did my best impression of him, making him choke on his food.
" Woa!" he choked on his food some more, turning red.
" You okay?" I giggled. he shook his head trying not to laugh and pointed at his throat. I rolled my eyes and stood up.
" Good for you I'm CPR certified." I mumbled and stood behind him. I wrapped my arms around and placed my fist just below the breast bone. I squeezed up, forcing air to flow through the windpipe, nocking the food loose from his throat.
" Thanks..." he gasped.
" No prob... pal." I smiled and took a sip of my coffee.
" Hey only I can say that. PAL." He crossed his arms. I took a bite of my food and held my hands up defensively.
After we had both finished eating, we sat in his office scheduling appointments, people coming on the show, skits, meetings, the works.
" Hey we have a shorter day since it's the weekend. we work till noon and we are off tomorrow." he leaned back in his chair.
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The Assistant : Jimmy Fallon fanfic (under editing)
FanfictionRachel Striker applies for a job as James Thomas Fallon's assistant at The Tonight Show. Will their relationship blossom into more than just boss and worker?