Ok SO this is just an idea my friend and I had at lunch today. Chapters are gonna be short, as will the story itself, But since this is my 1st, I'm sorta hoping y'all will forgive me. BTW I apologize to cupcakes for a few lines in this story, but truly, the voices in my head made me do it!
Disclaimer: I own nuthin and noone except the plot. Everything else belongs to Janet Evanovich, even Ranger : (
"You cannot possibly be serious!" I shrieked at Connie. "There is just no way somebody is actually that stupid!" Perhaps I should explain. My name is Stephanie Plum, Bombshell bounty hunter. Basically, I have had one of the crappiest weeks ever. I caught my long time on-again off-again boyfriend screwing Terri Gilman on my dinning room table. Always the dining room table! Anyways, Joe now had a broken nose that I know nothing about (What! It was blind luck! REALLY!) and my mother was in hysterics that I would never get married. We have also been running really short on skips lately, well low end skips anyways, and my bank account was suffering. When Connie had called me earlier and told me that there was a file for me I had rushed over to pick it up. Of course, because this is me we are talking about here, the skip was apparently more than a little crazy. "The guy attempted to hold up a convenience store with a plastic spork and got charged with attempted robbery. Are you freaking kidding me?" I was almost doubled over with laughter.
"Yeah" Connie interjected. "Personally I think they should give this guy an award for most creative robbery of the year. But unlucky for him, and lucky for you, he got charged and skipped out."
"They should have called the mental hospital instead of the police" I giggled. I plopped down on the couch in order to control myself. I had had such a horrible week and I needed a bit of humor to lighten it up. Besides, now I had a mental image of a guy waltzing into a convenience store, holding up a spork and shouting, "Give me the money and no one gets hurt!" This picture sent me over the edge again, and I collapsed back onto the couch in hysterics. Connie was trying to suppress a grin.
I had finally gotten myself under control when I felt a familiar tingle at the back of my neck that could only mean one thing. Ranger
"Babe" he nodded to me, grabbed his files from Connie, and then sat next to me on the couch. Crap! Okay I had just realized I was free from Morelli, was in very close proximity to Ranger and every hormone in my body was waking up. I was so beyond doomed if he even looked at me. I needed to escape before I spontaneously combusted, and he hadn't even said two words to me. O.K. deep breath. Ranger turned his focus towards me and asked "Need any help today babe?" Hmmm, odd, I didn't have any stalkers, that I knew of anyways, and only one skip. Very odd indeed. However, I recognized my chance for escape without making an idiot of myself. "Nope, I think I can handle a guy who thinks a spork is a deadly weapon" I cheekily replied, and then I grabbed my bag, and rushed out the door.
AN: In all likelyhood i'll continue, but as always, R&R feedback is always helpful! Yes i know its short, but more is coming as soon as i get back from practice