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Fandom High Office, Monday, January 10th
Jan. 10th, 2011 12:10 pmIt started, as all such things started, with Ida. Her heels clacking on the ground, she stomped into the office to deliver another scathing retort against the selfishness of her fellow staff, as she had done every day since last Monday... and then she slipped.
It had been such an innocuous banana peel, too, but oh, the damage it caused.
As it turned out, they were everywhere. Members of the staff spent most of their time slipping on floors and flailing about, trying to find some stability on the slippery, banana-filled floors.
"There is a banana terrorist at work," hissed Head of Accounting, one of only four members of the usual office occupancy who didn't suffer any trouble with the peels. "Launch the detective agency!"
Which they did, but not before going out and purchasing them some banana-peel-proof shoes, first.
It had been such an innocuous banana peel, too, but oh, the damage it caused.
As it turned out, they were everywhere. Members of the staff spent most of their time slipping on floors and flailing about, trying to find some stability on the slippery, banana-filled floors.
"There is a banana terrorist at work," hissed Head of Accounting, one of only four members of the usual office occupancy who didn't suffer any trouble with the peels. "Launch the detective agency!"
Which they did, but not before going out and purchasing them some banana-peel-proof shoes, first.
