I.A Partridge in a Pear Tree


Monday December 12th 07:13AM 3rd Ave & E 13th St, New York, NY

Joss sniffled hunching her shoulders as a gust of cold wind seeped through her winter coat and scarf. The wind and cold causing her eyes to slightly water as she stared, unamused, at the unconscious drug dealer bound by Christmas lights and a Santa hat resting haphazardly on his head.

"You would think after all this time Wonderboy would tone down the theatrics…how are we supposed to write this up?," Fusco complained as he sipped his coffee.

"I don't even want to talk about it, I'm just glad he has his knee caps still," Joss responded pinching the bridge of her nose as two uniforms struggled to untie her drug dealer.

Hearing a small chuckle, she raised an eyebrow and looked at Fusco in curiosity,"What's so funny?"

"Ethan Partridge, the drug dealer tied up under Stuyvesant's Pear Tree," Fusco stated trying not to spill his coffee as he laughed.

"Fusco what are you talking about?" Joss asked confused.

Fusco turned to her "Come on Carter…A Partridge… in a pear tree…. get it."

"I'm surrounded by morons" Joss mumbled under her breath in frustration as the two uniforms began to laugh at Lionel's stupid pun.


AN: Hey everybody sorry for the hiatus. I promise I'm still working on my other stories I will be updating soon. In the meantime while I work through my writer's block enjoy this short distraction. Happy Holidays!