Office Hours, 11/13

[tyler_gone]

Tyler's office hours today could be divided into three parts.

There was the morning, when he actually did his work and only occasionally glanced over at the Tony-pony napping on his office couch. (He'd told the pony that his hooves would ruin the upholstery. Tony's glare in response somehow managed to communicate he'd pay for it. Also that Tyler was ridiculous and very, very feminine for saying the word "upholstery.")

Then there was the really fun part when he tried to brush the pony and wrangle him out of the office to meet Steve. He got bitten on his thumb. Pony teeth hurt.

Then, in late afternoon, there was the odd feeling of not having a pony in his office anymore ... and sort of missing him.

[Open door, open office.]

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[tyler_gone]

"Never to me," Tyler pointed out, with what would have been smugness if Tony hadn't been trying to glare both of them to death. "Has it gotten you?"

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"Not yet," Steve said, ignoring Tony's radiant-yet-adorable hate. "I've been relatively...lucky, I guess."

[tyler_gone]

Tony was the cutest furious pony EVER, yes him was.

"Just watch," Tyler said, and now he was digging in his desk drawer for something. "We've said that out loud. Now we'll be earthworms."

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"Might not be so bad," Steve mused. "Earthworms are small enough that maybe no one would notice to make fun of us. Of course, there's the possibility of getting stepped on. That wouldn't be so good."

[tyler_gone]

".... yeah, I'd rather be something with a brain and teeth, thanks." Tyler said.

Tony snorted, possibly dismissing the conversation. Possibly he was hungry. Tyler offered him a handful of Doritos.

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Steve said nothing about the Doritos. If Tony was happy, well, whatever. "Yeah, probably you're onto something there."