hhtv christmas

It was that time of year again. Christmas. More importantly, time for the HHTV Christmas Party. Jessica Harvey-Smythe was rather new to the HHTV team and this would be her first party, and by the sounds of it, it was going to be just as crazy as previous years. She’d heard stories of Sam turning up in her poshest dress and glitziest shoes and spending the night drinking fancy drinks as Bob Hale and Mike Peabody fought for her affections. Jessica rather liked Mike herself, not that she’d let him in on that, but maybe this party would be a good chance for her to get on his good side, let old Bobsie have Sam and make a thing of it. She had no idea what it was about Mike Peabody that made all of the women on the HHTV team, except Sam for some reason, fall head over heels for him. Maybe it was that taped on press badge, or dark hair and intense eyes that made him look a lot manlier than he actually was. Nobody knew what it was, but all the other HHTV men wanted it. Alas, Mike only had eyes for Sam.

As the day of the do crept closer, Jessica found herself deep in conversation with Mike whilst Sam was reading the headlines. “Yeah, so then the monk got so scared he just wet himself. And I was left to fend for myself with just a feather! A feather, can you believe it? Anyway, it was lucky I fell though… I mean found the entrance back through the Time Sewers when I did, or those Vikings could have killed me” he was saying, but Jessica wasn’t really listening. She knew this story anyway. It was one of his favourites. He told it all the time, and it had happened on live television, so it wasn’t exactly a big secret. “…well?” Jessica heard as she was slammed out of her daydream and back into reality.

“Oh, sorry Mike. What were you saying?”

“Are you coming to the Christmas do? We’re all doing a secret santa, and it’s your first year! You can’t miss it. You might even catch Old Bobsie doing the Macarena if you’re lucky…”

“Is that you asking me to go with you, Mike?” Jessica asked. It was only half serious, but she hoped that maybe it was.

“Well, umm… I was just asking if you were going, Jess. I think we all know who I’ve got my eye on” he raised an eyebrow and made his ‘you know what I mean’ face “But yeah, you should totally come! It’ll be a laugh.”