Title: Survival of the Fittest
Rating: G
Author's Notes: For Primeval 100 challenge 309: It's a Jungle Out There
100 Words
Survival of the Fittest
Jess looked around. There were so many. And they looked hungry.
"Choose one of us already!" cried a male colleague.
"Someone has to escort you to the VIP dinner, so choose!"
Jess looked helplessly at the faces. "I…don't want to hurt anyone…"
"Choose!"
"Ahem."
The men looked to the sound.
And stampeded out.
"You've scared them all off, Jessica."
"Me? I think it was that large firearm you're holding."
Becker smirked. "I guess you're stuck with me as escort."
"Looks that way. You didn't have to scare them to death."
He laughed. "Survival of the fittest."
