They're not mine, I just like playing with them. This is my first posted fanfic, I have another longer one in the works. I didn't bother my beta with this, so any mistakes are mine.
I sat at my kitchen table looking over my bills. Thankfully I'd had enough money to cover my rent this month as well as my car payment. I let out a long sigh as I looked at my credit card bill. The list of charges went on for three pages, looking at the amounts and where I was spending most of my money I realized a good portion of my monthly income went to Victoria's Secret.
I quickly got up and went in my bedroom. I looked through my dresser and noticed I didn't see THAT many pairs of panties and bras. I mean I have a decent amount of pretty lacey lingerie but what girl doesn't? Especially in New Jersey? Since I wasn't seeing a pile big enough to account for all my expenses I chewed my lip and wondered where had it all gone.
It was like a light bulb went on over my head. I grabbed the phone and called Connie. After a few minutes on the phone, she realized she had the exact same problem. I told her to bring her bills and to be at my apartment at 3; I had the beginnings of a plan. I called Lula, Mary Lou, Robin and told them to do the same.
Later that afternoon everyone was sitting around my kitchen table.
"What are we doing here?" asked Mary Lou, she was throwing looks of confusion and curiosity around the room.
"I think I know why we are all spending so much money at Victoria Secret and I know what to do about it." I said, and I couldn't keep the mischievous grin that crept onto my face.
"Well spill it white girl!" Lula was practically bouncing out of her bubblegum pink spandex halter. "A file clerk/sometimes bounty hunter can't afford to pay all these bills every month!"
Both Robin and Connie were nodding their heads.
"I think we should send the bills to the person or persons who caused our financial problems. If you know who I mean." I said, in a meaningful tone.
I could see the confusion on a few faces and knew the precise moment the realization hit.
Robin was the first to speak up, "Do you think they'd actually pay? I mean these are some big bills. And just think of all the women around Trenton who are going through this as well. The rest of the women on the force are feeling the pinch as well."
Connie flipped through some of our bills. "They need to take some responsibility for some of this."
"So are we all in agreement?"
Mary Lou looked a little hesitant, "Steph, I don't really want Lenny to know the real cause for the increase."
I thought about that for a minute, "Ok, if they decide to pay we'll have your checks sent to me, I'll cash them and then hand over the cash." She looked relieved, and smiled, nodding in agreement.
"Ok, so we're all in?"
A resounding "Yes!" was emitted throughout the room.
Connie gathered up everyone papers, "I can type up an invoice at the office and have it ready for them tomorrow."
Everyone made their way out, I promised to call them as soon as I heard something back about the invoice.
I crawled into bed that night, with the mischievous grin still on my face.
2 DAYS LATER
Ranger's POV
There was a knock on my office door mid morning, I was chin deep in paperwork and miscellaneous files I just called out, "Enter".
It was Hal. "Hey Boss, here's the mail." I didn't even look up, "Thanks. Just leave it." Hal slipped back out, he probably thought I would have him meet me in the gym if he dawdled. I was already getting fed up with the forms and files, a trip to the gym sounded pretty good. Resigning myself to being a responsible business owner and manager I went back to the stack, ignoring the mail. I had so much paperwork to do I didn't feel like going through it at the moment.
A few hours later, I was finishing up with the mountain of files that had accrued on my desk the past few days when I saw the pile of mail still sitting there. I rubbed my neck, stretching a bit as I picked it up. I flipped through it and saw one manila folder whose postmark read Vincent Plum Bail Bonds. Since it wasn't time to renew Rangeman contracts I eyed the folder suspiciously. Tearing it open I saw it was an invoice, I read it over, and shook my head. I grabbed the phone and dialed Tank.
"Yo Bossman"
"Tank my office now." I barked and hung up.
Tank came running into the office, his head practically spinning around trying to see what the problem was.
I stood up from my chair, holding the invoice out to him. "Do you know anything about this?"
Tank came forward and took the piece of paper, looking it over. "I don't know Boss." He said smiling, "Maybe you should call Bombshell". He handed the paperback to me, and turned and left; his laughter could be heard all the way down the hall.
I shook my head, only my Babe.
Steph's POV
I was relaxing in my bathtub, taking a nice long soak, when my phone rang. I grumbled as I turned off my Metallica CD and answered the phone.
"Yo"
"That's my line Babe" I chose to ignore that comment.
"Whats going on Batman?" I could barely contain the giggles threatening to come out of my mouth.
"I received an interesting statement in the mail today. You wouldn't happen to know anything about this would you?" he said, I could here just a hint of a smile in his voice.
"Who me?" I asked innocently, "Why would I know anything?"
"Because it is a statement of charges to Victoria Secret mounting to over 11,000 dollars and a dry cleaning bill of over 3,000 dollars."
"Those are some big bills, Ranger."
"Why am I getting them Babe?", he growled, but I could still hear a little amusement in his voice.
"Well, some of the girls around town and I were thinking that if you and your men are going to keep causing us to ruin our panties, you should help foot the bill."
I could practically hear him shaking his head. "You never disappoint Babe. So I understand the Victoria's Secret bill. Whats with the dry cleaning bill?"
"Oh, that one is from Vinnie." I said simply.
"Vinnie?"
"Yeah he figured you owed him since you literally scare the piss out of him." I couldn't help the laughter that escaped me.
"Babe." He must have heard the sound of the water splash. "Babe, what are you doing?"
"I'm taking a bath."
"I'll be over in 10 to discuss this ruined panties issue more intimately. I want to see get an up close look at some of these panties I'm paying for." and hung up.
I yelped; grateful I wasn't wearing my new panties.