Someone wanted me to continue this story, so that's just what I did:-D Hope y'all like*^_^*
Karma hits Mike in an unsuspecting way... in the park.
Central Park, Manhattan, NY,
Wednesday, 12:00pm
Bureau Chief Michael Cutter treaded through the fallen autumn leaves of Central Park, a mosaic of golds, reds, and bronzes blanketing the moistened ground.
He removed his blackberry from his pants pocket, and ceased walking beneath a sparsely dressed tree.
He was frustrated that Alex Cabot and Olivia Benson went to lunch without him, leaving him all alone with his cynical thoughts of their current case. Those two are as thick as thieves, he thought to himself.
He heard rustling in the branches above his head, and glanced up for a moment to see where the noise was coming from. His face lit up when he noticed three squirrels sitting in a row on one of the branches.
He wasn't completely alone, enjoying their quiet company.
"Hey little guys," he said to them. "Where'd you come from?"
The squirrels chirped back at him, sounding pleased to hear a human voice.
How pathetic is that? Talking to the goddamn squirrels, he cursed to himself. He resumed reading his messages, pleased to find that Detective Rowlands had responded to his lunch invitation.
See you in the park in five, her response read.
Mike smiled to himself, pleased to find that his charms had succeeded.
He noticed that small round things had dropped from the tree on the ground next to him. Some had even dropped onto his head and into his cup of coffee. He assumed they were hazelnuts belonging to the squirrels in the tree, this causing him to glance up at them once again.
The squirrels looked down at him innocently, chirping away.
Aww, in't that cute, he thought as he looked up at them.
He stared back down at his blackberry screen, sipping his coffee. He was startled when he felt water droplets tickle the back of his neck. Rain? No, it couldn't have been rain, as it was a beautiful sunny day. Mike also noticed that there was something odd about this rain. It had a peculiar smell. He then realised that it was the squirrels. They were up to something!
A gush of water pelted down on his head.
It was their pee! The squirrels had peed on him.
Disgusting. He moved away from the tree, not wanting the little critters near him any longer. He took a moment to get a closer look at the hazelnuts that had fallen on him earlier. They appeared soft, and pellet shaped. They weren't the squirrels' nuts, they were droppings!
Even more disgusting.
He glanced back up at the tree once again, watching as the squirrels chirped merrily amongst each other. They were laughing at him. He felt like throwing his coffee cup at them. He then remembered that he had drunk some of his coffee after the squirrels had dropped their business into it.
Blah! Nasty!
He tipped his coffee on the ground, shocked to find that the droppings had dissolved into his coffee. No wonder it had such a peculiar taste.
"Mr Cutter?"
He was startled to hear a female voice.
He whirled around to see the familiar blonde. "Detective Rowlands," he greeted.
"Ready to go? I've got to get back to the precinct soon, so I only have time for a quick lunch," she explained. "We can use the squad car."
Mike took a moment to look back at the tree where the squirrels had been sitting, watching as they scampered further up the tree.
Rowland's voice must have scared them away.
"Sure thing," he replied, sounding relieved. He wanted to get away from the woodlands, and the squirrels, as quickly as possible.
They proceeded briskly towards the pavement.
"You're never going to believe what just happened to me..." Mike began.
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