Author's Note: This is a collection of Petshop of Horrors drabbles that I've written since 2006, mostly in response to prompts posted in the psohdrabble LJ community. Except for 3 and 7, all drabbles are exactly 100 words. This first one was for Challenge #135, Silk.

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Leon watched suspiciously as D quickly ushered a nattily dressed man with a large briefcase into the petshop and placed a "closed" sign on the door. Readying his handcuffs, the detective approached, intent on making an arrest.

He burst into the shop and found the two huddled on the sofa, whispering conspiratorially over the case's contents. "Finally caught you, D! Both of you are coming downtown."

The briefcase crashed to the floor, swatches of silk cascaded across the rug and D glared at the reddening policeman. "For what reason, detective? My tailor and I were simply planning my spring wardrobe!"