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A lot of weird shit happened at cognito Inc, fuck it ran the world crazy shit was bound to happen. But what was currently happening had to be the biggest anomaly of all; Rand was laying an egg.
Rand had no idea what to do, he was completely lost. The state of panic he was in was astronomical, The company has almost been exposed several times and he's been more level headed then this. The egg was coming out more by the second. The only reason Rand knew it was an egg and not a shit is the wideness of the base.
Rand was racking his brain on whos egg could it be, if it even is anyone's.. As Rand pushes further he had a realization. "FUCKING JR" Rand howled with another long push.
"God fucking damnit, I never should've tried guys." Rand grunted at the final word.
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Rand was at the final pushes, his asshole stretching further with each one. He pushed and he pushed and he pushed until he heard a thud on his desk. Rand immediately turned around to inspect the egg. "Is this thing gonna fucking hatch or what!?" Rand said popping some loose ibprofuen in his desk trying to dilute the mass amount of pain he was just in.
Staring at the egg with curious disdain, Rand was trying to figure out who to call about this. Or if he should call anyone at all. JR was out of the question, his whereabouts were unknown. Tamiko was never in the question and God knows Reagan won't answer his calls. Rand looked up at the hallway through the glass door trying to think. Suddenly a certain dirty blonde man-child practically skipped through the door, Rand lept from his desk and pulled Brett into his office.
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"Oh -uh hey Rand!" Brett said in surprise at being pulled by the collar into Rand's office. His gaze shifted around the room curious on the circumstances. Brett finally rest his eyes on the shiny purple egg sitting plop in the middle of Rand's desk. Looking back down at Rand Brett made the connection.
"Did you-" Brett asked after a brief moment of silence. "Don't even try to fucking ask" Rand replied swiftly. Brett nodded in return walking towards it as Rand reached into his desk for a beer.
"What is it.. Who's? I don't know the context here..sorry. " Brett said curiosly observing the egg.
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Rand took a long slow sip from his drink.
"It's yours until it hatches," Rand took another sip popping ibprofuen along with it "When it does bring it to me and then I'll decide if I want the little shit."