Hiya peeps! (Yeah, I'm ghetto) :)
So, sorry y'all for taking sooooooo long to update. The thing is, I'm taking my nationwide exams a year early (in New Zealand, we call them NCEA's, I dunno what you call them in USA), so I won't be able to update frequently.
And to those who read Locked or Tomorrow, I will update soon, it's just that I have MAJOR writer's block.
Anyway, this story was a request from mozzi-girl. Thanks for the request and review! And remember, always eat your veggies. Wait, no, that's not what I was supposed to say. I mean, remember to review and request!
On with the story!
Funny
Mal Fallon was a lot of things. Charming, adventurous, outgoing... And not to mention devastatingly handsome, not that Natara would ever admit it to his face.
But the one thing that Mal definitely wasn't?
Funny.
"O.K, O.K. How about this one. Why did the dinosaur cross the road?"
Natara sighed with exasperation, and looked up from the paperwork she was signing, directing her eyes to her partner.
"Mal, you've already told me a million jokes, and none of them were even the tiniest bit funny. And sadly, contrary to your belief, your jokes don't get funnier the more of them you tell me."
"Oh come on, Nat, just one more. I promise this one will be funny, really." Mal pushed out his lip a little bit and pouted at her, a twinkle in his eye. "Please?"
Natara couldn't help but inwardly laugh at his expression, and rolling her eyes profusely, she replied haughtily, "Fine. But only this one."
"Yeah!" He twirled his chair around once, a smile erupting on his face. "O.K, so why did the dinosaur cross the road, Natara?"
"Wow, what a hard question. I can't even possibly begin to think of the answer, Mal," Natara said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Fine, I'll tell you the answer. Because," Mal paused dramatically, "Chickens weren't invented then!" He burst into laughter, and slowly drifted off into silence when he saw the look on Natara's face.
"Mal, that joke wasn't even scientifically correct! Chickens weren't invented, they were discovered! You can't invent a chicken!" Mal just looked on incredulously as Natara ranted. "You promised me that the joke was funny!"
"Well, it was funny!" Mal stated defensively. "Sadly, you aren't deep or cultured enough to understand the hilarity of the joke!"
Natara sighed again, and wearily replied, "At least you can't tell me anymore awful jokes."
"Why?"
"Because you promised it would be the last one! And you don't wanna break a promise, do you?"
Mal shrugged his shoulders. "Fine. No more jokes for the rest of the day."
For 30 peaceful seconds, the precinct was steeped in silence. But obviously, Mal had to break that silence.
"Nat...?"
"What?"
"What do you call ham that you really want?"
Lol, go Mal and his horrible jokes! Anyway, review and request please! :D
