The Assistant : Jimmy Fallon fanfic (under editing)

Chapter 10

" Now whatever you do, don't move." Jimmy said. my eyes were closed, arms stretched out.

" I fucking swear if you put a spider on me." I clenched my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut.

" It's not a spider." Jeff said with a high pitched tone in his voice.

" It's a...." I felt something heavy being draped on my shoulders, scrapping around my arms. " BIA CONSTRICTOR!" I opened my eyes to see them waiting for me to flip out. I smirked at them.

" I happen to love snakes." I smiled down at the giant snake and stroked its side with my index finger. I smiled, sticking my tongue out between my teeth slightly. " Hey pretty baby!" I cooed. I looked up at Jeff. " boy or girl?" I asked, nodding at the snake.

" Girl." he said, mouth open in surprise.

" Well you're no fun." Jimmy pouted and and took a step back. he gave the snake a weird look.

"Jimmy?" I giggled, stepping closer to him. his eyes widened and he backed away, hands In the air. " A- are you scared of this precious little girl?" I grinned evilly and took another step towards him. His eyes widened and he backed into the wall. I walked up to him, only 2 feet away.

" Mind helping me, Jeff?" I grinned. he walked over and helped me lift the snake off of me and onto Jimmy's trembling shoulders. his eyes were squeezed shut and he shook his head.

" Get it off!" he said through his teeth.

" I'm sorry what was that?" I leaned in, looking at him sarcastically.

" Getitoff getitoff getitoff!" he squirmed as it slightly coiled around his neck. Jeff picked the snake up and returned it to its crate.

" I hate you." he gave me an annoyed look.

" Oh you only wish you hated me." I smiled and poked him in the stomach.

" Don't poke my dough!" he giggled, taking a step back.

" Jimmy. if you're doughy then I'm a supermodel." I said sarcastically.

" So you just agreed to me being doughy." he smirked.

" No. I said if I was a supermodel. you see how that's not true?" I leaned forward and oozed sarcasm.

" Fine.... but you could be a supermodel." he mumbled.

" Yea if I was 3 inches shorter, had at least a C-cup, and had smooth, non-rebellious hair." I snorted. I quickly covered my mouth.

" Gosh with the snorts!" Jimmy groaned, giggling. " and you're perfect. 5'6" is not too tall. you have perfectly wild hair, and your body is.. chi chi." he clicked his tongue, making an 'ok' sign with his fingers. I blushed and looked down at the floor. silence blanketed the room.

" Well now that y'all are done being romantic..." Jeff rolled his eyes, making me blush deeper. I glanced up at Jimmy to see him grinning into nothingness. he was kind of facing Jeff, but slightly over. I looked at Jeff to see him holding a glass box full of tarantulas.

" NO!" I screamed, pulling Jimmy in front of me.

" C'mon! I held a snake!" he giggled, looking over his shoulders.

" BUT SPIDERS ARE SCARY! SNAKES ARENT!" I squealed, backing into the wall and holding Jimmy up as a shield.

" Well I like spiders and hate snakes." he smirked at me.

" I hate you." I pulled him closer to keep Jeff away. Jimmy turned around and blocked me in, his hands on the wall on either side of my head. I shook my head, pleading with my eyes.