A Year in the Life of Jess Mariano
October 15th: National Grouch Day
"All hail king grouch!" Chris smirked as Jess cmae down the stairs for work that morning. "Casey's making you a grouch crown."
"Scram," Jess snapped.
"Did he just quote Sesame Street?" Matt asked, walking over.
"He did," Chris nodded. "Our very own grouch."
"Jesus," Jess muttered. He headed for his desk and stopped suddenly at the sight of an abnormally tall form looking blankly at the book on the shelves. "No..."
"What is he staring at that guy for?" Casey asked. "I thought Jess was straight."
"Indeed," Chris nodded. "Curiouser and curiouser."
Jess sauntered up and cleared his throat a little. "I'm sorry, Dean. We don't sell Hooked on Phonics here. Though if you checked Walmart..."
Dean turned, his eyes wide. "No."
Jess waved. "Hello, Bagboy."
Dean's shoulder slumped. "What the hell are you doing here? Didn't you like...run halfway across the world to go make someone else miserable?"
Jess shrugged. "Got bored. I own this place."
"You're lying just to screw with me," Dean glared.
Jess grinned. "It'd screw with you more if it were true, wouldn't it?"
"Jess!" Matt called from the door. "UPS is here with our shit!"
His grin widened. "Duty calls, Jolly Green. See ya round."
Dean glowered after Jess as he walked off.
Casey walked over and looked up at Dean. "You un-grouched our grouch." She reached up and set the 'Grouch' crown atop Dean's head. "You're king grouch now."
"Casey! Stop poking the ogre and help us!" Matt called.
Casey smiled at Dean and waved before rushing off.
"Who the hell was that guy?" Chris asked.
"An asshole I knew in my youth," Jess replied.
"Yes, because you're just ancient," Matt joked.
Jess shook his head. "Let's just unpack this stuff."