Jim Halpert, The Office (US)

Jan 14, 2007 19:24

((Okayed by Michael and Dwight-muns! Also, in case it's not clear, the italics are the written application itself, the rest is just... color commentary. ;) Also also, here be spoilers through S3 -- you have been warned!))

Is it me or does it smell like updog in here? )

application, jim halpert

Leave a comment

Comments 165

office_michael January 15 2007, 00:41:08 UTC
Michael was starting to feel really despondent, what with handling Dunder-Mifflin Hogsmeade all by himself and having to deal with the whole gay thing on his own, with no one to deflower him gently. No one from his office had shown up. No one cared anymore. Not Jan. Not Ryan. Not even Dwight.

And then, just as he was thinking all of this, he happened to hear a familiar voice coming out of the Sorting Room.

No. It couldn't be.

Or...could it?

It could! Michael's whole face lit up in a huge smile, and he rushed over to Jim and embraced him tightly.

"Heeeeeeeeey, you!" he said loudly in Jim's ear as he hugged him before pulling back, his hands gripping Jim's arms. "Yooooo~ooooou...are a sight for sore eyes, my friend! I thought you had forgotten all about me! I thought maybe...we were no longer friends...like when you left our little family in Scranton for Josh Porter's office." Michael made a series of gagging noises. "What took you so long? You missed the Dundies! I had to hold them by mySELF, and let me TELL you, it's no fun ( ... )

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 01:00:59 UTC
Jim had been expecting Michael to show up eventually, but not quite so soon, and not so... affectionately. He blinked widely as he was hugged and fought back a laugh, looking back at Michael with his lips pressed tightly together. Okay, then!

"Hey, Michael," he managed casually. "It's good to see you, too. You know, we've all really... missed you in Scranton." That wasn't exactly true, but he'd roll with it. "So I thought I'd come, uh, visit. Hey, you know, Dwight's here, too." He nodded hurriedly over towards the other man and pointed.

Reply

office_michael January 15 2007, 04:46:45 UTC
Yesssssss! Jim was still his friend! In your FACE! Michael made a mental note to find some grape soda in the kitchens and drink it around Jim...unless Jim had moved on to something else. Michael would just have to watch Jim closely to see what he was drinking these days.

"You - you guys missed me?" The corners of Michael's mouth twitched into a tentative smile, which quickly became a bigger, proud smile as Michael looked off to one side in a very direct sort of manner, as if there were a camera there that he were showing off for and wanted to make sure got footage of this interaction.

"Well, now that you're here, you should stay, because I~~~ have started a new branch of Dunder-Mifflin here at Hogwarts, and I could REALly use some help in the sales department." Which currently was non-existent, outside of Michael's own efforts. "There's EVen an extra bed in my room, soooooo...." Michael trailed off and then, without giving Jim a chance to interject, quickly continued in a very excited voice, with chuckles interspersed throughout, " ( ... )

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 04:53:22 UTC
Oh, God. Jim had forgotten the cardinal rule of Michael Scott: never give him an opening. Now, apparently, Michael was planning for them to be... coworkers? Roommates? BFF? Fantastic.

He followed Michael's glance to the side, although he didn't appear confused; rather, he seemed to be looking for the same camera, his expression bemused. "Uh... yeah, Michael, we've all been talking about you back there. Like, hey, when's Michael getting back?"

He smiled uncertainly through Michael's giggling ramble, shooting continual glances off to the side, sticking his hands uncomfortably in his pockets. As Michael clapped him on the shoulder, he looked back to the man, pursing his lips. "Do they?"

Reply


wh0_kill3d_m3 January 15 2007, 00:48:39 UTC
What kind of 'things' do you put in Jell-O, exactly?

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 00:55:21 UTC
Jim grinned at Laura. "Well, let's see. There's been..." He ticked off on his fingers, looking thoughtful. "Dwight's stapler, Michael's coffee mug, Andy's calculator, Dwight's phone, Dwight's keys..." He trailed off, then shrugged and fought back a snicker. "Well, most of Dwight's stuff, actually."

Reply

wh0_kill3d_m3 January 15 2007, 00:59:56 UTC
Sensing a theme here. Why the all Dwight all the time prank channel? What'd he ever do to you?

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 01:03:13 UTC
Why Dwight? To Jim that was like asking 'why blue?' to the sky. "It's not only Dwight, it's just that..." Jim had run into this problem before! He had tried to explain 'Dwight' to his roommate, once. It hadn't quite sunk in. "Have you met him?"

Reply


schrute_dwight January 15 2007, 00:50:41 UTC
It was him. Dwight stared for a moment at Jim, jaw working, eyes going from the box of supplies to Jim and back again. Then, voice filled with loathing, he said, "You."

It seemed Dwight was not happy to see Jim.

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 01:04:07 UTC
Ah, and the man of the hour himself. Jim smiled at Dwight, the picture of innocence, as if he hadn't just stolen a box of his stuff. "Hey, Dwight! Fancy seeing you here. What's going on, man?"

Reply

schrute_dwight January 15 2007, 02:14:42 UTC
Dwight glared the glare of a man whose last glare is this moment and he's using the last bit of his glaring power to make it stick. "I... You..." Taking a breath, he leaned in closer, teeth grit. "I know what you did."

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 04:32:34 UTC
Jim, sadly, remained uncowed by Dwight's fearsome glare; he didn't even bat an eye. When Dwight leaned in, he raised his eyebrows curiously, glanced around, and then inclined his head slightly, his voice dropping. "I... showed up here?" he offered quietly.

Reply


fine_eyes_lizzy January 15 2007, 01:47:26 UTC
*rather amused* How fortunate that you found items to bribe us, sir.

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 04:33:36 UTC
"I think so," Jim agreed cheerfully. "Do you want anything? I have, uh..." He fished around in the box and pulled out a couple of number 2 pencils. He held them up to Lizzy with a grin. "Pencils, three for the price of one, going fast."

Reply

fine_eyes_lizzy January 15 2007, 04:41:54 UTC
I thank you, yes. *takes the pencils, still rather amused* Very kind of you, I am sure.

Are you an accidental arrival, or did you come here intentionally? Either way, I must congratulate you on the speed with which you adapted to your surroundings.

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 04:57:36 UTC
"Hey, it's no problem." He shrugged easily and fished around again, going on to answer her as he poked around in the box. "And thanks. I'm just an adaptable guy, apparently... Are you sure that's all you want? There's plenty more stuff in here. Oh, hey, like, look at this." Trying not to snicker too openly, he pulled out a bobblehead doll of a baseball player. "Isn't that just beautiful?"

Reply


youreafreak January 15 2007, 02:00:41 UTC
"Nice one, with the jello," he says, with a grin. "What other kinds of pranks you pulled?"

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 04:34:22 UTC
"What other kinds?" Jim repeated the question as if surprised by it, then leaned back, huffing softly. "That's a big list, my friend. Are you sure you want to hear it?"

Reply

youreafreak January 15 2007, 04:45:04 UTC
"Are you kidding? I am always looking for new ideas, my friend. TIp for you: relocating the fake severed arms to the filing bin of the evidence room gets you lectured."

Reply

fathalpert January 15 2007, 05:02:30 UTC
"Well, that's good to know." Unless Michael Scott was in charge of the evidence room, anyway. Wait: evidence room? "You're a cop? A... prankster cop." That was simultaneously horrible and awesome. "Wow. And I thought I had seen everything."

Reply


Leave a comment

Up