〔𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ; 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦〕
〔𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺.〕

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THE SOUND OF A BLARING FIRE ALARM disrupted Willow from her work. She placed her phone down as Dwight and Angela started simultaneously shouting instructions on how to exit the building. As most of the employees started walking out the building while following the protocol, Michael rushed out of his office. He pushed a couple people out of his way to exit the building.

Willow followed Jim and Pam outside, consistently looking behind her to see if Dwight was okay. Eventually most of the employees dispersed outside of the building, while Dwight was the last one to leave.

"Okay, guys, listen up, we need a head count. We need to count off. Michael's number one. Where is he?" Dwight asked. 

"He's over there with Ryan." Willow pointed over to Michael's car. Dwight nodded and jogged over to where Willow pointed. She sighed to herself, relieved that Dwight was safe. 

Willow rethought her worries. She asked herself why she was so worried about Dwight. Dwight. 

♡

"Okay, you know what? I am going to be setting the agenda here, okay? Can everybody gather up, please? Important announcement. Very important announcement. I think this is a perfect opportunity for all of us to participate in some really intense, psychologically revealing conversations." Jim called out. Intrigued, Willow jogged over to her brother quickly.

"What 'psychologically revealing conversations' are we gonna be having, Jim?" 

"Well Willow, we're going to be playing Desert Island, um, Who Would You Do, and um..."

"Would You Rather?" Pam interjected.

"Yes. Would You Rather is our third game." 

"Nice." Willow mouthed. Pam smiled as Jim began the game.

"Okay, so. Three books on a desert island. Angela." Jim said, pointing to her.

"The Bible."

"That's one book, you need two others." Stanley added.

"'A Purpose Driven Life.'"

"Nice. Third book?" Jim asked.

"No."

"Okay... Phyllis."

"'The DaVinci Code.'"

"Nice."

"I would take 'The DaVinci Code...' so I could burn 'The DaVinci Code.'" Angela added. Willow rolled her eyes.

 "Okay, great. That's going to keep you warm for like 7 seconds. Question: is there fire wood on the island?" Dwight asked.

"I guess." Jim replied.

"Then I would bring an ax, no books."

"It has to be a book." Willow said.

"Fine. 'Physician's Desk Reference.' Hollowed out, inside: waterproof matches, iodine tablets, beet seeds, protein bars, NASA blanket, and, in case I get bored, 'Harry Potter and Sorcerer's Stone.' No, 'Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.' Question, did my shoes come off in the plane crash?"

"Okay, moving on. Willow, your books?" Jim turned to his sister.

"Uh, I don't really read much anymore."

"Okay, thought people read more books. Oh! DVDS! Five movies. What would you bring to the island? Yes! Meredith?"

"Legends of the Fall, My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Legally Blonde, Bridges of Madison County and Ghost. But  just that one scene..."

"Okay. Willow, your movies?"

"Oh, I got this. Uh... 'Toy Story,' 'The Breakfast Club,' the first 'Star Wars' movie released, I think it's called 'A New Hope,' uh....  'My Cousin Vinny' and 'Shrek.'" Willow said.

"Oh, same here, I'd bring 'The Breakfast Club' too." Pam said, high-fiving Willow.

"Really, Shrek?" Jim asked.

"Shut up! I watched it when I watched my friend's kids, it was a pretty good movie!"

"Okay, suit yourself. Pam? Your movies?"

"Um, 'Fargo,' 'Edward Scissorhands,' 'Dazed and Confused...'"

"Ooh, definitely in my top five."

"Yes. In my top three, so suck it. Anyway, 'Breakfast Club,' 'The Princess Bride' and..."

"That's five." 

"No wait, my all time favorite!"

"Pam, play by the rules."

"All time favorite."

Willow noticed Dwight walking to his car, a frown on his face.

"Play by the rules. Dwight, all time favorite movie." Jim called out. Dwight waved off the group before responding.

"The Crow." 

"Good choice!" Willow called out.

♡

"All right. Let's move on. Let's move on to the main event. Who Would You Do?" Jim announced.

"Present company excluded?" Kevin asked.

"Um, not necessarily-" Jim's words were cut off by music blaring from Dwight's car. 

"I'll be right back. Um, Stanley, you're taking over for me, buddy." Jim, Pam and Willow jogged over to Dwight, who was blasting Everybody Hurts by R.E.M. 

"Dwight! Dwight!" Jim called. Willow knocked on the car as Dwight turned up the music.

"Come on Dwight, use words." Jim exclaimed over the music.

"Shh, I got this. Go back with everyone else." Willow whispered. Jim nodded, running back to the group. Pam gave her a thumbs up as she followed Jim. Willow knocked on the window again as Dwight turned to face her.

"Dwight, can I come in?" Willow asked softly. Dwight lowered the music and motioned for Willow to go into the passenger's seat. Willow nodded and went inside.

"Is everything okay?" 

"Why didn't I go to business school?" Dwight whined.

"Who goes to business school?"

"The temp."

"Oh wow, he does?" Dwight nodded.

"It's all him and Michael talk about anymore." 

"Aw." Willow placed a hand on Dwight's shoulder. He lowered the music more and looked over to her.

"You know, I bet Ryan wishes he was a Volunteer Sheriff on the weekends."

"He doesn't know I do that."

"Maybe you could tell him, stick it to him and Michael." Willow smiled as she intertwined her hand into his.

"Yeah right Willow. Like talking with him is gonna change Michael's mind on who's the coolest in the office. I hope the war goes on forever and Ryan gets drafted." 

"Aw, come on. That's not nice." 

"I'm sorry I said that, I didn't mean it. Well, just a part of me meant it. Besides, he'd end up being a hero anyway." 

"Nah, you'd be more of a hero than he ever would be."

"Thanks, Willow." 

"Anytime, Dwight." Willow gave him a warm smile. He smiled back awkwardly as Willow rubbed his hand a bit.

"Uh, I think I need some alone time now. Thanks again, Willow." Dwight said as he turned up the music again. Willow nodded as she gave him a small kiss on the cheek and left the car. 

"Whoa. Why did I kiss Dwight?" Willow muttered to herself as she rejoined Jim and the rest of her coworkers. She saw that Michael and Ryan joined the circle and quickly stood next to Jim.

"Who would you do, Roy?" Michael asked, motioning to Pam's fiance. Pam smiled to herself, expecting to be picked.

"Uh... Oh, I got it! Uh, what's the name of that, uh, tight ass, uh, Christian, uh, chick. The, uh, the blonde?" Roy replied. Willow internally scoffed, since he didn't say his own fiancee.

"My name is Angela." 

"Hey, Angela! Roy. Nice to meet you."

"All right! Who's next, who's next, who's next, who's? Willow? You're next. Who would you do?" Michael asked.

"Dwight. Uh, I mean... uh..." Willow trailed off. She looked over at Jim, who had a perplexed look on his face. She shrugged, just as confused at herself as Jim was.

"Okay.. Who's next? Jim? Who would you do?"

"Uh... Kevin, hands down. He's really got that teddy bear thing going on, and afterwards, we could just watch bowling." Jim replied. Willow, Stanley and a few more employees started laughing at Jim's response.

"Well I would definitely have sex with Ryan," Michael declared. Everyone fell silent as Ryan looked over at his boss, confused. "'Cause he's gonna own his own business."

"Okay." Willow muttered.

"You're all gay!" Roy laughed.

"Okay, who's next? Who do we got?" Michael asked as Ryan left the circle to answer his phone.

"Wish I had my cellphone, but I left it inside so..."

"Would that make you happy? If you had your cell phone, it would make you happy?" Dwight asked.

"Yeah."

"I'm on it." Dwight sprinted toward the building and went inside.

"Dwight, no!" Willow exclaimed a little too loudly.

"Dwight, hey, don't! He is an idiot. The man is an idiot, ladies and gentlemen." Michael said.

"What if he dies in the fire? And that's the last thing you ever said to him." Kevin asked.

"I didn't say it to him. I said it about him." 

♡

Willow started pacing around the parking lot, different thoughts bouncing in her head like they were playing a game of ping pong.

'Stupid Dwight, why did he stupidly go into the stupid burning building?'

'Why am I so concerned about Dwight? He's so annoying and weird!'

'I hope Dwight's okay!'

'He'll be fine, Willow. He's smart like that he'll be okay.'

'WHY THE HELL DID I KISS DWIGHT?' 

Willow walked over to the doors of the building only to notice Dwight coming out, coughing and holding something in tongs.

"Dwight!" Willow called out. She ran over to him and engulfed him into a hug. Realizing her action, she quickly let go and looked away, a blush rising onto her face. She walked over to Jim as Michael ran over to Dwight.

"Why'd you hug Dwight?" Jim whispered.

"I have no clue man." Willow replied, looking down.

"Dwight! Why'd you go in there? Everyone was scared out of their wits, man!" Michael said, lightly hitting him.

"Everyone? I have an announcement," Dwight coughed. "Apparently, in business school, they don't teach you how to operate a toaster oven. Because some smart, sexy temp left his cheese pita on oven instead of timing it for the toaster thing." Dwight smiled and held up a burnt pita with his tongs.

"Wow, okay. Well, I guess they don't teach how to operate a toaster oven in business school." Michael and Dwight started giggling.

"That's exactly what I said."

"Hey, did you miss that day there, Ryan? Toaster Oven 101?"

"Were you absent? You failed?"

"I am so sorry." Ryan said, shocked.

"I have a song. Attention, everyone! That I want to sing. That I wrote especially for this occasion when I was up there among the flames. Ready? 'Ryan started the fire! It was always burning since the world's been turning!'" Dwight sang.

"Ryan started the fire! It was always burning since the world's been turning." Michael joined Dwight in singing and dancing as Willow stared at the two in absolute bewilderment.

♡

"Why did I hug Dwight? Uh... I have no clue why, okay? I don't have a freaking clue why I hugged him. Seriously." Willow grew more annoyed the more she thought about it.

♡

As Michael and Dwight continued singing their parody, Willow saw Jim walk over to a car that pulled into the parking lot. Willow followed him and saw that it was Katy, Jim's current girlfriend whom he met when she came into the office to sell handbags. 

"Hey! You remember my sister, Willow?" Jim said.

"Oh yeah! You sat across from the weird guy with the glasses, right?" Katy asked.

"Yeah. Nice to see you again." Willow said.

"Also, I have been thinking the whole way over and I have my answers."

"For what?"

"The desert island thing."

"Oh! Right! Right, right, right, come on. Ladies and gentlemen! Gather around! We have one more participant. Come on, be polite. Be polite. Desert Island. Five movies. Go." Jim said, leading Katy over to the group of Dunder Mifflin employees. 

Willow walked away from her co-workers and went to her car. She started the engine and drove out. She stopped the car when she saw Pam jogging over to her.

"Hey, where are you going?" 

"Home."

"Aw, how come?"

"I don't know, I'm feeling spontaneous." Willow said before driving out of the parking lot. The entire way home, and for the rest of the day, Willow Halpert kept trying to get Dwight out of her head. However, all her efforts were futile.

Willow felt strange, she hugged and kissed Dwight in the same time frame. And she wanted to do it again.