For Lack of Better Words
by Rhiannon and AJ
A.K.A. The Diabolically Machivellian Sisters
Jed looked at his staff. They had finally created the perfect platform... well it was as perfect as they could make it, "And you all agree on this?"
"Absolutely, sir." CJ responded first. "This the best way for you to keep out of child labor and still keep your promise to the First Lady... sorta."
"Sorta?" Jed repeated. "That's the part I'm not too keen on myself."
"It will definitely keep you out of child labor, Mr. President." Toby spoke up. "As for Mrs. Bartlet..."
"How fast can you tap dance?" Josh chimed in.
Jed simply glared at the young man. Josh opened his eyes in an attempt to paint an innocent expression on his face... a rather vain attempt.
"Sir," Leo said, pulling his friend's attention away from Josh. "We can't get involved in child labor... you know that. But you promised Mrs. Bartlet, this is the best way to do both without pissing too many people off."
"Yeah, I know." Jed sighed. "Okay, let's do it."
Jed waited for his staff to leave the Oval Office. He turned and saw Leo looking at him with raised eyebrows, "What?"
"Yeah, right." Jed said. "What?"
"I'm just trying to get a mental picture of you and this room before Abbey comes in here." Leo responded.
Jed shook his head, "What are the chances of me sleeping in my own bedroom tonight, Leo?"
"Pretty damn bad, sir." Leo responded. "I'd plan on bunking in a guest bedroom tonight..."
"Hey, I'm not the one who promised my wife something I couldn't do." Leo responded. "Which reminds me, how did Abbey get you to agree to child labor?"
Jed looked over at him with a raised eyebrow.
"That's what I thought." Leo said as he walked to the door that led to his own office.
"What, you're not staying for the fireworks?" Jed called after him.
"Are you kidding me?" Leo shot back. "Abbey's not mad at me and I'd like to keep it that way."
"Thanks a lot."
"Don't mention it!"
Three hours later, the door to the Oval Office swung open and slammed into the wall behind it.
Jed looked up from his desk and found Hurricane Abbey standing in his doorway. He groaned, knowing precisely what was to come next...
"What did you do?!" Abbey thundered, slamming the door behind her as she walked all the way into the Oval Office.