Title: Hotch vs Toaster
Author: BirdWingedMetalHead
Rating: T for a cuss word
Hotch was looking in the house of a particularly sick Unsub, Charles Russo. "Clear!" He shouted after he finished checking the kitchen. He was tense, on edge, when all of a sudden, a toaster went off. Hotch spun around and shot the toaster five times. "Holy crap!" He muttered to himself, "That nearly have me a heart attack!" "Wow! That toaster must've really pissed you off for you to shoot five times." Rossi said with a chuckle. Hotch turned around and glared at him, "It surprised me that's all. I'm not afraid of toasters." He replied bitterly. "No need to be so angry about it. They found Charles in his shed where he kept the victims. He lawyered up." "No surprise there. He's not the kind of attention seeking serial killer to want everyone knowing that he did this." Rossi replied with a nod. "Want some toast later?" Hotch glared at him again. "No."