Magical Office Episode 9: Last Christmas PART 1
PART 1 OF THE “Season” Finale.... oh...and btw... Sorry...NOT sorry! ;)
(Milton enters the office, his briefcase floating behind him. There are papers overflowing from the case. Milton walks up to his office door and tries to open it. The knob is locked and he moans in annoyance while he takes out his wand. He mutters alohomora and opens the door. There are bags under Milton’s eyes as he walks into the room. The walls are filled with pictures of Grindelwald, news paper clippings and maps. All connected by red string. He finally makes it to his desk and his briefcase falls to the desktop. He sits in his chair for a moment before noticing a red and green wrapped box. There is a perfect silver bow on the top of it. Milton’s face seems to lift as he brings the box closer to him, knocking papers off the desk in the process. He lifts the tag hanging off the bow closer. The camera zooms in to show that the tag reads: DO NOT OPEN BEFORE CHRISTMAS.)
Newt: Milton has been swamped lately with the Grindelwald cases that have been plaguing the ministry for a couple of days. It was his own fault really. When Parkinson told the aurors that they would have to be working overtime to try and capture Grindelwald, Milton begged the Minister to let him do the work at no extra pay.
(Side scene were Minister Parkinson is in a meeting with all the Auror’s and assistants. Inaudibly Minister Parkinson is telling the aurors about the overtime and Milton stands up explaining to the Minister that he would take on the burden. The Minister then shrugs at Milton in agreement. Milton suddenly starts crying, grateful for the opportunity. He then tries to hug the Minister, who quickly tries to pull him off.)
Newt: In the spirit of the Christmas season, I decided to leave a little package for Milton. Although Y/N has asked me to take it easy on Milton this holiday season, I’ve decided to do a little bit of naughty and a little bit of nice. Hopefully Milton is a good boy and follows the instructions, or he might not like his gift too much.
(Newt turns around in his chair and stares out the window of the conference room. The camera focuses on Milton’s office door. There is silence followed by a loud growl and a sudden scream as Milton suddenly bursts through his office door, wrestling with a murtlap that has obviously bit him once or twice. The murtlap is then tossed to the ground and quickly scurries off. Newt laughs to himself, mischievously. He turns back to the camera. His face changes from entertained to reassurance.)
Newt: Not to worry. He’ll be fine. It’s not like flames are flying out of his anus or anything.
(The camera goes back to focusing on Milton, who rubs his neck yelling for Newt. Suddenly he grabs his stomach and looks extremely uncomfortable. A large thick flame of fire, erupts out of Milton’s butt. Newt looks back in horrific shock. Biggles, who had just nearly missed being burned alive by Milton fart flamethrower, holds the murtlap in his arms. The murtlap purrs and snuggles tenderly into Biggles embrace.)
Newt: Oh...oh… dear excuse me. (He quickly gets up from his seat and runs out to assist with Milton, who continues to fart more flames. Newt quickly retrieves the antidote from his pocket and administers it to Milton. After hearing the commotion you come out of your office with Bridget. You both jump back as flames pass in front of you.)
Milton: SCAMANDER!!! (The after effects of the murtlap bite have calmed down and the flames have subsided. Milton lays on the floor trying to recoup from being a human torch. Newt looks to you, you display a very displeased face and Newt knows he is in trouble, but hopefully not for long. He looks down at Milton and shrugs.)
Newt: Happy Christmas? Better luck next year…
(Biggles sits in the conference room. He wears a ugly christmas sweater that reads “Kiss me I’m a Grandma”. He is also covered from head to toe in christmas ornaments. Different coloured bobbles are pinned all over him and he has christmas tree lights wrapped around his entire body. They glimmer and are almost blinding as he fidgets in his chair, acting like a child waiting to open presents on Christmas day.)
Biggles: IT’S CHRISTMAS!!!!! (He throws his arms into the air and splashes his fingers out, going into a jazz hands position.) I am a HUGE fan of muggle Christmas. As you can see I’m decorated in the traditional muggle christmas attire. Muggles decorate themselves with shiny ornaments and other trinkets. Of course I’ve saved the best of last. (He bends down and retrieves from the floor a headband that has a giant bobbling star. He puts in on his head.) TA-DA!
Director: (From behind the camera) Are you sure you’re not supposed to put that stuff on the tree?
(Biggles laughs and looks down at himself and moves around some of his decorations)
Biggles: Don’t be silly. My tree has a red and white suit on.
(The next scene sees Newt and you in your office. You sit at your desk, writing up more reports that Newt needs done. He is mixing potions together on a desk in the back of his office. Periodically he scribbles down several things and go back to mixing and pouring. You cautiously look back at him and wonder what he is mixing up. You look at the camera, giving a weak smile.)
Y/N: Ever since I had that conversation with Rodger back on Halloween, I’ve had this thought about Newt giving me a love potion stuck in my mind. I mean he is constantly mixing up stuff and I don’t know what is in my drinks. He gives me a tea every single day. How do I know there isn’t something in there? (You pause as you chew on your thumb nail nervously) Damn it Rodger for putting this thought in my brain, but isn’t it crazy how fast we seem to be moving? (You ask but not to anyone in particular. You look back at Newt’s office door.) I just love that man so much….I’m just worried it’s not real.
END OF INTERVIEW WITH Y/N
(Newt walks over to your desk as you look up at him. He places a cup of tea on the end of your desk. You feel a cool sweat immediately rush over you as you nervously look between him and the cup. Newt looks at you confused.)
Newt: It’s just tea. Thought you could use it as you’ve let the other 4 cups I’ve given you this week go cold.
Y/N: Yeah… thanks sweetie… I’m not… I’m just not into tea right now.
Newt: (Newt looks taken aback) Oh...since when?
Y/N: Just felt like shaking it up I guess.
(Newt laughs and kisses the top of your head. You smile brightly at the physical affirmation of love. He kneels down next you and you turn to face him. He smiles meaningfully as he takes your hand.)
Newt: You are truly going to love your Christmas present.
(You laugh and run a hand through his hair.)
Y/N: Is that so? Well how do you know that my present isn’t the best you’ll receive?
(Newt kisses your hand and holds your hand there for sometime. It melts your worries as the love potion notion leaves your mind.)
Newt: I don’t think you could give me anything better than your love.
(You lean down and give Newt a meaningful kiss, thanking him for his unconditional love. He reciprocates the kiss, placing his hands on either side of your face, running his thumbs slowly up and down your cheeks.)
Newt: (He comes out of the kiss.) I love you Y/N.
(You smile still hazy from the kiss, not sure if you should answer.)
Y/N: I-I love you too, Newt.
(You sit in the conference room chair, your eyes stare at the ground as you smile widely. After a time of daydreaming, you look back at the camera).
Y/N: I’m being crazy. That kiss… (You trace your lips lightly with your fingertips.) Well, that was definitely real.
END OF INTERVIEW WITH Y/N
(Newt walks back over to his desk. He pulls out a drawer and looks back and you. When he sees you have gone back to work, he takes out the black ring box he had been looking forward to giving to you. He looks up at the camera and grins.)
Newt: Normally I wouldn’t share my intimate thoughts with any of you, but I just can’t seem to contain myself…. (He smiles wildly and looks excitedly around as he thinks of the best way to say what he is going to say. When words fail him, he bites the corner of his lip and looks back up into the camera). I’m going to propose to Y/N during the Ministry Christmas party. (He holds his palms up to stop anyone in the room from saying anything.) I know what you might think. It may seem too soon… but… but not for us. Everything is just perfect and this is going to make the perfect start to the new year. When she says yes… that...that right there will be the best Christmas present she could ever give me.
END OF INTERVIEW WITH NEWT
(Claire stands outside of Bridget’s office. She is holding two tea cups with saucers. A bottle of fire whiskey floats in front of her. It starts to pour it’s contents into the two cups. Once the liquid stops flowing, two spoons begin to stir their assigned cups. As the spoons continue to mix the liquids together, Claire opens the door to expose the camera to the depressed mess inside. Bridget sits at her desk, crumbled into a sobbing heap, used tissues almost bury her. The echoes of her hysterical cries fills the room. Her shrine to Minister Parkinson is torn to shreds and only pieces remain clinging to the walls. Claire places one of the fire whiskey teas on Bridget’s desk and looks up at the drink. Her face is red and swollen. Her eyes are pink and her eye makeup has run all over her face. Bridget grabs a tissue and blows her nose loudly and sniffs her airway clear. As she grabs the drink, a hiccup escapes her lips and she downs the drink in mere seconds.)
Claire: (Stands in the corner still stirring her tea) Don’t worry ma’dear. It’ll get easier. Minister is a tosser.
Bridget: (Begins to sob uncontrollably again.) NO HE’S NOT. HE’S BEE--BEE--BEAUTIFUL!!!! (She drunkenly bumps her head on the desk and begins her cries all over again.)
(Claire casually sips on her tea and looks into the camera.)
Claire: (Whispers to the camera) That’s her 9th glass. I’m gonna start charging her soon.
(A knock on the door makes both women look up to see a secretly timid Minister. He looks around the room, making himself feel even worse for what he’s about to say.)
Minister Parkinson: Umm… hello there…
INTERVIEW WITH MINISTER PARKINSON
Minister Parkinson: Christmas time is a big deal around the Ministry. Our Party Planners spend all year getting our Ministry Christmas Gala in order and making sure everything is perfect. Of course everything must be signed off by yours truly. Anyway, every Ministry worker is invited and therefore.. I must… (He blows out air, feeling uncomfortable with his situation) make sure certain individuals who have recently experienced heartache by my hand behave themselves… not causing a scene in front of… other such ministry workers… such as….such as my wife.
END OF INTERVIEW WITH MINISTER PARKINSON
(Bridget and Minister Parkinson stare at each other and then both look back at Claire, who is still looking down at her tea and not getting the hint that was placed before her. Suddenly feeling all eyes on her she looks up.)
Minister Parkinson: I do apologise if I’m interrupting something, but I was hoping to speak to Bridget alone.
(Claire still stares at the Minister blankly. Bridget drunkenly stands up, knocking used tissues everywhere.)
Bridget: GET OUT! (Claire quickly get the hint and quickly dashes from the room. Closing the door behind her. Bridget awkwardly tries to stand and leans sexily on her desk, but ends up slipping on a tissue and lands flat on her desktop.) What..wh.a...what can I do for you Mrs….Mister… married person Parkinson.
(Minister Parkinson slams a palm to his face as he walks over to Bridget.)
Minister Parkinson: Now Bridget... I understand you are hurt… and… I’m terribly sorry if you didn’t understand our… arrangement… however, tonight, I would like your word that you will… sorry Bridget what are you doing?
(Bridget is crawling on the table over to the Minister, who is standing in front of her desk. She quickly fumbles over the edge of the desk and falls to the floor. Minister Parkinson bends down to helps her off the ground. He holds her in his arms for a moment. Bridget sobers up a little and looks pitifully into his eyes.)
Bridget: I miss you. (She brings a hand up to his cheek. The Minister leans into the touch for a moment, but upon realising it he quickly moves his head away and captures her wrist and brings it down.)
Minister Parkinson: Bridge… please. We can’t. I can’t. I shouldn’t have even started… this. I just need you to forget about this and not make a scene. I’m married and..and...and...
(Bridget edges her face closer and closer to Parkinson’s lips. Suddenly the two of them begin feverishly kissing each other. They move over to the desk and with one sweep of his arm the Minister clears the desk the two continue to kiss as they clamber onto the desktop. The camera fades out.)
(Milton looks around. He still looks completely exhausted, but is dressed formally for the gala. He walks across the room to Rodger and Claire’s office. He knocks but there are no answer, he doesn’t look up from the papers in his hands as he opens the door and walks in. Claire is asleep in the corner snoring loudly. Milton rolls his eyes and walks over to Rodger’s desk. The top of it is covered in various papers and folders. Milton walks around and sits in Rodger’s chair looking through the various piles for the forms he needs from Rodger. He shifts through until he finds a bottle hidden among the mess. He lifts the bottle up in the air and peers closely at it. The camera zooms in on the label. The words RESTRICTED is written across it. Milton instantly realises what this means and turns to open the different drawers in the desk. He opens one and pulls out another bottle, RESTRICTED is also printed around it.)
Milton: Ahhhh…. Rodger… what a tangled web you weave…
(The knob turns and Milton quickly looks up to see the office door opening. In a flash, he places the two bottles in his pocket and collects his papers. Rodger enters with his formal wear hanging off his arm. As he takes sight of Milton, he jumps back.)
Rodger: Milton! (He takes a closer look at the scene and looks suspiciously at Milton.) Can I help you with something?
(Milton returns the suspicious stare, not sure he can trust his coworker.)
Milton: Why yes...yes you can, Rodger. I’m in need of the warrant paperwork for Grindelwald.
(Rodger walks over past Milton and begins to shift through the same piles as Milton. In a moment, he finds what he is looking for and with a flick, hands it off to Milton. The two stare at each other, with an unspoken questionable glare, their eyes narrow as the paper gets passed from one hand to another. Milton shuffles the loose paper with the others in his hand. They continue to stand in front of each other.)
Milton: They are still looking for Grindelwald, but they think they have an idea where he has gone. There is talk he could have gone to New York.
Milton: Yes… but I think what’s more interesting is that we still have yet to catch the person who broke into the restricted potions lab.
(Milton looks for any sign of a guilty conscious in Rodger’s stare.)
Rodger: Well I’m sure they will catch the culprit soon, especially with you on the case.
(When no guilt flashes on his face, Milton nods carefully.)
Milton: Yes….well...I suppose I’ll see you down at the gala. (Rodger nods and Milton walks carefully backwards out of the room. He continues to lock eyes with Rodger. Eventually, Milton reaches the door and his hand begins to pat down the door, looking for the knob. Rodger gives him an odd look, questioning why he won’t just turn around. Milton’s hand lands on the knob and he gives it an awkward turn as he scoots around the doors edge and slowly disappears from sight. Claire still snoring loudly in the corner.)
(Newt paces in the break room in front of the women’s bathroom. He is already dressed in his formal clothes, his hands are buried deep in his pocket and his hand fidgets as it holds the ring box inside. It twists and turns, it feels heavy and he can’t wait to give it to you this evening. The men’s room bathroom opens and Rodger walks out, adjusting his cufflinks. His eyes peer over at Newt and gives him a smirk.)
Rodger: Looking good, Newty.
Newt: You too, Rodger. Listen, (He manages to take his hands out of his pocket and holds it out to Rodger.) No hard feelings, I’m aware of your feelings for Y/N and I just hope we can move past this.
(Rodger continues to adjust is other cuff link as he looks down at Newt’s hand. A disgusted smirk erases his amused one and he faintly laughs at Newt’s peace treaty. Putting his wrist down finally satisfied with his appearance he pats his chest, to indicate something is in his chest pocket. He stumbles backwards a few steps.)
Rodger: Better luck next time, Salamander.
(Newt looks at him awkwardly as he continues to walk out the door of the break room. Newt turns around, now trying to figure out what Rodger could have meant and what was in his breast pocket. High heels bring him back and he turns to see you in your red dress.)
Y/N: How do I look? (You give him a quick turn, your heels clicking on the floor as they assist you in your twirl.)
(Newt stares at you. He is unable to move. His eyes just take you all in, every inch and every curve. You can’t help but laugh at how baffled he seems to be.)
Y/N: Newt? Are you in there? (You wave your hand to interrupt his trance.)
(Newt blinks twice and runs up to your immediately, he takes you in his arms and with one arm bracing your back, he takes his other hand and places it on your cheek, positioning you perfectly for a passionately intense kiss. In this kiss he hopes to make you feel everything you’ve made him feel in the past couple months. Sadness, happiness, annoyance, absolute peace and lust. You come out of the kiss and look into each other’s eyes.)
Newt: I want to exchange gifts now.
Y/N: Now? (You giggle.) But what about the gala? It’ll be starting now.
Newt: I don’t care. It can wait.
Y/N: Mine is in the office, come on.
(Your office is dimly lit with a mere desk lamp as your only source of light. Opening your desk drawer, you retrieve the your gift, wrapped in a bow. Newt walks up to your desk, a hand still in his pocket. You hand the package over to Newt. He carefully removes his hand from his pocket and takes the parcel. The wrapping comes off quickly and opens the box. A black circular disk, almost resembling a hockey puck emerges. Newt looks at your questioningly. You take out your wand.)
Y/N: Memoria (You say the incantation and a hologram like image appears over the black circle. There flashes scenes of Newt and you laughing together, kissing each other and goofing off. The last image to flicker is one of you saying ‘I love you’ and flashing a quick kiss. When it finishes playing, Newt’s face alights with appreciation.)
Newt: It’s absolutely perfect.
(You jump up on your desk and swing your legs as you lean forward, bracing yourself on your arms. Newt takes the black circle and puts it in his coat pocket.)
(You both give each other a quick peck.)
Y/N: Okay. I'm ready. (You shuffle back and forth preparing yourself for Newt's gift. He smiles and blows out all the air from his lungs.)
Newt: Okay, well you know I am usually not one for words. Quite frankly long speeches never seem to come from the heart, so I’ll get to the point. I love you. There isn’t anything else I can say. All my life I never needed anyone, but now, if I didn’t have you in my life… I’m not quite sure how I could go on. I’d do anything to keep you as happy as you are tonight. (Newt slowly takes the source of his distraction out of his pocket and purposefully gets down on one knee.) I promise to live my life with you as the priority….my job and creatures a very close second. (He opens the black ring box to reveal a ring in the shape of a long slender dragon. The dragon’s head and tail are wrapped around a subtle diamond. You gasp audibly, your hands clasped around your mouth to hold back any other sounds.)
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