A drabble 100 words. Mine drabble 270 words.
What can I say? I'm a Hispanic. We like to talk a lot.
Anyway, I don't any of the Homicide characters. My sincerest wish is for the old Homicide writers to take over SVU and right the many wrongs these writers have been doing to the show...
Set during the graveyard shift. Enjoy!!!
Just by luck, I'd happen to be in the bathroom when Salami Head received a call about a bludging near the harborside. Also by luck, Munchkin happened to be the only living body in the bull pen. So Salami Head partnered himself with Munchkin and they left for the crime scene. Munch had been partnered with Crosetti before, so I thought I had nothing to worry about.
When I get back from my personal duties, I started working on some paperwork. Eventually Gee comes in from the basement. He now carries a pocket knife to fiddle with the thermostat downstairs in the basement since it's in a lock box. A few times he has gotten the A/C to work, but other times…
It happened to be one of the good times, and so he stopped and chatted with me for a while. Eventually, the cool air dried up my forehead and my shirt too and now felt obligated to tackle paperwork that was overdue to the gods up on high.
As I finished with paperwork on a case I just recently worked with my Salami Head, Pembleton and Bayliss walk in. Feeling bored, I engaged them both in a session of office football. We hadn't been playing for five minutes when I hear Crosetti ranting and raving in the coffee room.
It took me a while to make out what he was saying and what Munchkin was too, but then I realized what had happened when I heard Munch offering his sincerest apologies.
Damn it Munchkin. You forgot to get the Salami Head's Philly cheesesteak while you were out.
