Ingrid was sitting at her desk in Safety Patrol headquarters staring blankly at her calender. 'It's only a week away,' she thought to herself.
"Third!" It was Vallejo. "Do you know where Fillmore is?"
"Well," she said putting away her calendar and checking her watch. "He should be back right...about........"
"Now." Ingrid and Fillmore announced at the same time as Fillmore came in.
"Good, Folsome wants to see the two of you in her office."
Ingrid got up and followed Fillmore out the door.
"What do you think she want's this time?" Ingrid asked.
"I have no idea. Hold up, do you think she found out that I'm the one who dented her car?" Fillmore asked almost accusingly.
"Of course she didn't find out! We're the only ones who know and I didn't tell her." Ingrid assured him as they reached Folsome's office. When they got there Folsome greeted them unusually sweetly.
"Have a seat officers ang congratulations on your latest success."
"Uh...thanks," said Ingrid uncertainly.
"Did you two notice the rare smile on my face?" Folsome asked them.
"Yeah," said Fillmore hoping she'd get to the point soon.
"Well," she continued, "that smile is there because I'm going on vacation."
"Ummm...congratulations. But what does that have to do with us?"
"Well, Officer Third, you and Officer Fillmore are the two best Safety Patrollers we have here at X."
There was a pause, Fillmore and Ingrid had always been told they were the best.
"But obviously you two already know that. Well, as the top patrollers you two willl have extra duties while I'm gone. Namely the Mother's Day Banquet."
As Folsome continued to explain Ingrid sat silently staring into space. By the end of Folsome's 30min. talk all Ingrid knew was that today was Friday, Mother's Day was in a week, and Folsome would be back Thursday which was the day of the banquet.
"Did you hear what Folsome threatened us ith this time? If we don't come through she's going to turn HQ into a faculty lounge and meditation center." Fillmore said as they walked down the hall after leaving Folsome's office. But then he noticed that Ingrid wasn't listening. "Uh, hello? Earth to Ingrid." He waved his hand in front of her face.
"What?" Ingrid asked slowly coming out of her trance.
"Are you okay?" Fillmore questioned, "you've seemed a little out of it for a week now."
"I'm fine," she said, "really," she added seeing the unbelieving look on Fillmore's face.
"Well...okay. If you're sure." He said, still not believing that his partner was anywhaere near fine. "I'll see you Tuesday then. Take care Ingrid."
"Mmmm," mummbled Ingrid as she half-heartedly waved goodbye. She was once again entranced in her own thoughts.
Ingrid spent her whole three day weekend in her room and when she returned to school on Tuesday she couldn't concentrate.
"Ingrid, we have to start patrolling." Fillmore was once again trying to capture Ingrid's attention, but as ususal, she was lost in thought and not listening. Fillmore rolled his eyes and started to shake her shoulder gently. "Ingrid? Ingriiiid. Ingrid."
"What!?" She said fiercly, almost shouting.
"Whoa," Fillmore said taking a step back. "Um...we've got hall duty."
"Oh okay," and as an afterthought she added,"Hey Fillmore, I'm sorry, it's just-"
"It's cool, forget about it okay?" But in reality Fillmore had no idea why Ingrid was so irritable. This was Tuesday and she'd been acting this way way since the Friday before last. He knew something was up, but he couldn't figure out what. Plus he had a suspicion that Ingrid didn't want him to know. And one thing he'd picked up from working with Ingrid for so long was that if she didn't want you to know, you weren't going to figure it out.
'I shouldn't have yelled at him.' Ingrid thought as she was walking home later. 'He doesn't know, although you'd think he'd be the first to figure it out.' Fillmore couldn't know that while she was staring seemingly blankly ahead she was having flashbacks of the worst day of her life. Ingrid sighed, she'd appologize tomorrow.
"Third!" It was Vallejo. "Do you know where Fillmore is?"
"Well," she said putting away her calendar and checking her watch. "He should be back right...about........"
"Now." Ingrid and Fillmore announced at the same time as Fillmore came in.
"Good, Folsome wants to see the two of you in her office."
Ingrid got up and followed Fillmore out the door.
"What do you think she want's this time?" Ingrid asked.
"I have no idea. Hold up, do you think she found out that I'm the one who dented her car?" Fillmore asked almost accusingly.
"Of course she didn't find out! We're the only ones who know and I didn't tell her." Ingrid assured him as they reached Folsome's office. When they got there Folsome greeted them unusually sweetly.
"Have a seat officers ang congratulations on your latest success."
"Uh...thanks," said Ingrid uncertainly.
"Did you two notice the rare smile on my face?" Folsome asked them.
"Yeah," said Fillmore hoping she'd get to the point soon.
"Well," she continued, "that smile is there because I'm going on vacation."
"Ummm...congratulations. But what does that have to do with us?"
"Well, Officer Third, you and Officer Fillmore are the two best Safety Patrollers we have here at X."
There was a pause, Fillmore and Ingrid had always been told they were the best.
"But obviously you two already know that. Well, as the top patrollers you two willl have extra duties while I'm gone. Namely the Mother's Day Banquet."
As Folsome continued to explain Ingrid sat silently staring into space. By the end of Folsome's 30min. talk all Ingrid knew was that today was Friday, Mother's Day was in a week, and Folsome would be back Thursday which was the day of the banquet.
"Did you hear what Folsome threatened us ith this time? If we don't come through she's going to turn HQ into a faculty lounge and meditation center." Fillmore said as they walked down the hall after leaving Folsome's office. But then he noticed that Ingrid wasn't listening. "Uh, hello? Earth to Ingrid." He waved his hand in front of her face.
"What?" Ingrid asked slowly coming out of her trance.
"Are you okay?" Fillmore questioned, "you've seemed a little out of it for a week now."
"I'm fine," she said, "really," she added seeing the unbelieving look on Fillmore's face.
"Well...okay. If you're sure." He said, still not believing that his partner was anywhaere near fine. "I'll see you Tuesday then. Take care Ingrid."
"Mmmm," mummbled Ingrid as she half-heartedly waved goodbye. She was once again entranced in her own thoughts.
Ingrid spent her whole three day weekend in her room and when she returned to school on Tuesday she couldn't concentrate.
"Ingrid, we have to start patrolling." Fillmore was once again trying to capture Ingrid's attention, but as ususal, she was lost in thought and not listening. Fillmore rolled his eyes and started to shake her shoulder gently. "Ingrid? Ingriiiid. Ingrid."
"What!?" She said fiercly, almost shouting.
"Whoa," Fillmore said taking a step back. "Um...we've got hall duty."
"Oh okay," and as an afterthought she added,"Hey Fillmore, I'm sorry, it's just-"
"It's cool, forget about it okay?" But in reality Fillmore had no idea why Ingrid was so irritable. This was Tuesday and she'd been acting this way way since the Friday before last. He knew something was up, but he couldn't figure out what. Plus he had a suspicion that Ingrid didn't want him to know. And one thing he'd picked up from working with Ingrid for so long was that if she didn't want you to know, you weren't going to figure it out.
'I shouldn't have yelled at him.' Ingrid thought as she was walking home later. 'He doesn't know, although you'd think he'd be the first to figure it out.' Fillmore couldn't know that while she was staring seemingly blankly ahead she was having flashbacks of the worst day of her life. Ingrid sighed, she'd appologize tomorrow.