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Characters: Bellemere, Smoker
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Notes: Unbeta'd
#1 – Stupid
She was young, just old enough to volunteer and thick-headed enough to still believe she could do this on her own terms. Three months and they had yet to wipe that sassy grin off her face or make her question her rotten, cocky attitude. She could have been pretty if it weren't for that haircut: the sides shaved off and what remained of her rich wine-red hair in a long ponytail, like an overgrown Mohawk running across the middle of the skull. She rolled her cigarettes without even looking and he didn't even know what her face looked like without the little white roll of tobacco dangling from her lips.
Smoker thought they were a league of their own. That was probably the reason why they were both stuck scrubbing bathroom floors with their toothbrushes.
"Belle," he acknowledged gruffly, setting down his bucket of water. The woman kneeling on the cold tile floor smirked. "What did you do this time?"
"You know, I haven't the faintest," she replied, bemusement evident in her voice. "What do you call it when you tell your sergeant he smells like the rear end of a seaking and looks like it, too?"
Smoker thoughtfully dipped his toothbrush into the soapy water. "Stupid," he finally said.
Their laughter reverberated off the bathroom's tiled walls.