Fandom High Office, Monday, May 9th

The office staff was considering their new coworker with great suspicion. So far, he had smashed three mugs, filled the watercooler with some kind of bizarre honey concoction, goaded the moose into a braying fest that sent half the accounting staff to get their ears checked out, and left legs of lamb all over the desk.

Which was normal; they had no problem with that.

It was the typing that threw them off.

"Is he actually... working?" Ida whispered, eyes big with shock.

"Quickly," Head of Accounting hissed back, "Stop him! He'll undo all of our hard work!"

"Lack of work."

"That!"