Ok, just a really short drabble…I promise, more will come soon! School is crazy! J
Neal watched with amusement as Peter struggled with the packaging of a new flashlight.
"How are you supposed to open these things?" Peter said, slamming it down on the table. Neal grinned and reached for it.
"Do you have a knife?" He asked. Peter raised an eyebrow at him. Neal rolled his eyes.
"What, you think I could take on the entire FBI office with a pocket knife?" He asked. Now it was Peter's turn to roll his eyes.
"If anyone could, it would be you." He muttered, handing over a folding knife. Neal smiled and got to work on the package. In thirty seconds, he had it open. Peter took the flashlight.
"It would take a thief to open it." He said. Neal grinned.
"Who do you think buys most of those things?" He asked. Peter laughed.
"You mean, other than Mozzie?" He asked.
"Let's just say Mozzie has helped the flashlight market a lot." Neal replied. Peter sighed as a battery fell to the floor.
"What's next, you have to be a magician to load the batteries?" He grumbled. Neal just held out one hand.