Larry's Life o' Crime
By Jelsemium
Rating: K
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
Dedicated to Tessechan and Poetic Dreamer
Chapter 1
The NetFlix DVD had been delivered to the wrong office. Well, technically, it was delivered to the correct office, just in the wrong building.
Larry Fleinhardt decided that the gentlemanly thing to do would be to take the package over to the biology department himself, rather than risking it to the vagaries of the inter office mail.
He called Professor Viola Ghee to find out when would be a good time for him to deliver the package. However, when he arrived in the biology department, he could tell it had somehow devolved into a bad time.
Professor Ghee was uncharacteristically unkempt. Her white streaked brown hair was pulled back with a rubber band. Her mascara was beginning to run. Her hands and formerly neatly pressed pants were smudged with dirt.
There were several students crawling around on the floor and peeking behind furniture.
"Um," Larry said.
"Sorry, Larry," Viola said. "One of Labyrinth's meals has escaped."
Larry blinked a few times. After a moment's contemplation, it occurred to him that the biology teacher was probably referring to an animal named 'Labyrinth.' "And this Labyrinth would be?" He inquired.
"Our corn snake," one of the students replied.
"Ah," Larry said. "So… Oh, I get the name. It was a corn snake, so you thought of maize… the Native American word for corn… then that led you to maze…" He stopped when he realized that he was speaking to himself.
"Shall I just put the DVD somewhere and get out of your way?" he said.
"Please," Viola replied. "Not that I don't appreciate your kindness. And under normal circumstances, I'd offer you some brownies or something." Viola was notorious for fattening up her students.
Larry smiled. "I'll take a rain check," he murmured.
He made his way to the cabinet that held the TV and DVD player. He looked at the DVD player as he placed the NetFlix package on it. He was mildly taken aback when he realized that the DVD player was looking back at him.
He was relieved when he discerned that the eyes belonged to the escaped 'dinner' instead of the machine. (Machines were much too intrusive without eyes, in his opinion.) The golden hamster rose on its hind legs and waved its front paws, as if appealing for assistance.
Without pausing to think, Larry scooped the escapee and slipped him into a pocket. "Well, good luck with Labyrinth's dinner," he said as he made good two escapes.