Wolf walking the Mile
"It aint normal for a mouse to come up on people this way" said Dean looking leery at the mouse trotting towards him, Brutal and Paul. "Maybe it's rapid?" he suggested.
"Maybe what's rabid?" Jasmine asked, walking in from Paul's office. Then she looked down, about four feet way form where Brutus stood, there was a mouse. Jasmine chuckled lightly at the small light brown fur ball. Now she was never one to like mice and rodents at that but for some reason, she thought it was cute.
"So now you're an expert on mice? Huh, Dean?" Jasmine joked, coming up behind him and put her arms lightly around his shoulders, with him almost being shorter than her, and her boots added didn't help him much. She would always play with Dean but never cross the line, since he was married.
Besides feeling the sting of jealously, Brutus smirked and piped in "Yeah the Mouse Man." That caused Jasmine to snort. "You see him foaming at the mouth, Mouse Man?" Brutus asked stealing a glance at Jasmine.
Dean just stared at the mouse before replying "I don't see its mouth at all" Both Brutal and Jasmine laughed. Then she got an idea, she walked over to the desk and grabbed a cracker.
"Jasmine, no we'll be hip deep in mi-" Jasmine interrupted Dean's protest. "I's just curious" she said kneeling down, breaking off a piece of cracker then tossing it towards the mouse. At first, it seemed unsure but then it came and ate the cracker quickly. She smirked as it turned its tail and headed back down the corridor and slipped in the restraint room.
"In the damn restraint room" Dean said hitting his leg, then adding "you know he is making himself a cozy nest in there." Jasmine glanced at Paul, as did the Dean and Brutal. "All right let's go get the damn mouse" Paul sighed in somewhat annoyance. Jasmine just laughed, popping the rest of the cracker in her mouth and sat down at the desk. She wanted to see this.
"You could help us Jasmine" huffed Paul as he placed a wooden cabinet down, sweat dripping down from his nose. Jasmine smirked, relaxing at the front desk, as she munched on a half a slice of sandwich. "Nah. I think you got it."
She watched them bring out the last cabinet out of the restraint room. She chuckled as they searched the empty room for the mouse. "Three grown men outsmarted by a mouse." She heard Brutal grumble as she rose from her seat. She smirked as they slowly put everything back, and then turned to returned in to Paul's office.
Brutus just walked up to the desk when he found half his sandwich missing. He frowned and turned to Jasmine, catching a glimpse of the other half being finished off by her. He let out a snort then walked towards the door. She had her back to him, so he silently crept up behind her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, much like she had done to Dean before their little wild goose catch. Jasmine jumped slightly and turned her head to find a large chest then followed up to see the strong face of Brutal.
She looked at him confused, an eyebrow raised. Brutus couldn't think of anything to say at the moment, as he pulled her small frame closer to him. Jasmine never protested and leaned against him slightly, letting him lay his chin on her shoulder, his cheek close to her ear. She let out trembled breath, her face bright red. "You know you owe me a sandwich" Brutus muttered in her ear, his breath tickling her neck.
"Is this what this is all about?" Jasmine asked, giving him a look over her shoulder. "Maybe?" he smirked winking as he let her go and left the room, completely leaving her dumbstruck.