On The Third Day of Christmas My True Love Gave To Me...
"Xanatos!" David knew the tone and the voice well and spent a quiet moment wondering just exactly what it was that he'd done to upset the detective this time. When no answer was immediately forth coming he spent another, longer moment, to recount all the morally questionable things he'd done in the last month.
The list was quite long but he couldn't see Detective Maza knowing or caring about most of the incidents.
"How can I help you tonight detective?" David plastered a pleasant, if overly fake, smile on his face and left the comfort of his living room to meet the young woman in the hall.
"You know you have some sort of bird infestation in the great hall, right?" Xanatos's fake smile became a real look of bemusement.
"I beg your pardon detective. Bird infestation?" it was rare that one caught David Xanatos off guard and Elisa decided to enjoy the moment while it lasted.
"Bird infestation," Elisa confirmed with a nod. David stared at her. "They seem to be some kind of chicken."
There was another, longer moment of staring and suddenly Xanatos was sweeping past her, out toward the great hall.
Elisa had more interesting things to do than watch Xanatos lose it over a couple of chickens wandering the halls of his castle but since those things wouldn't be nearly as amusing, she followed and tried to suppress the premature grin creeping out over her face.
"Right," it wasn't as dramatic as she may have hoped but the lost look on David's face as he watched the three chickens squawk and flap and peck at his stone floor was pretty funny so Elisa didn't count it as a loss.
"If you're decorating for christmas, might I suggest using props instead of the live animals? Angela and Broadway said they had a heck of a time catching those doves."
"Doves," Xanatos repeated flatly. He didn't look any less lost but now he also seemed a little grossed out. Probably had to do with the growing number of white and brown splat on the floor.
"Doves," Elisa nodded, trying very hard not to grin. "And by the elevator you know there's a-"
"Partridge in a pear tree, yes. Thank you detective for bringing this to my attention. I'll just..." the man paused, looking around for a moment before pulling his phone out of his pocket. "I'll just call somebody."
A/N: Remember that time I totally said I wasn't going to do this again after Fatally Yours? ( the multi-chapter holiday thing, obviously) Well apparently I lied.