The Sock
Chapter 6 – The Plot Thickens
Disclaimer: I don't own any more than I did yesterday.
A/N: As always, thanks a million for the reviews.
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Back at HQ:
The detectives found Jonathan working very hard. . . on a game of Mortal Kombat with Torablip. As usual, he was losing. There was an explosion on the screen. The slimy tentacle looked at him with as much smugness as a slimy tentacle could muster before sinking back into the grate, taking a hot dog with her. (There was one just lying around.)
"Jonathan, thank goodness we found you in time!" Kate said when they reached his desk. "Whatever you do, don't do any laundry at your apartment complex until we catch this thing. We got word it was headed straight for your place."
"Thanks for the warning. Today is laundry day." His expression suddenly changed from relief to excitement. "Do you know what this means? I could finally have the opportunity to see a Kleptaraiment up close! It would be totally amazing. Wow!"
Nick looked very serious. "No, Jonathan, it's too dangerous."
"You're right," Jonathan conceded. "It's not worth the risk. Too bad. Wow," he said again, this time, however, it was a wow of sadness.
"That's a relief," Kate said as she headed back to her desk. "That could have been a disas-" She stopped mid-sentence as she came to her work station. On the desk was another card. The envelope said simply 'Kate' in a very nice script. She opened the envelope happy. She could get used to this! Inside was a pretty card that said simply. 'Hoping this will brighten your day, Bob.' Kate smiled broadly, momentarily forgetting that she had no idea whatsoever which Bob this might be. She didn't really care. Somebody really liked her! "Hey, Nick! Check it out!"
He came to her desk. "What?"
"I got a card from Bob! I wish I knew who Bob was."
"I talked to Bob in damage control. He doesn't know anything about it." Nick offered. It must be somebody you know outside."
"I can't think of anyone. Maybe Carl knows!" She headed toward the Gnome. "Hey, Carl. Have you seen anyone around my desk lately?" She showed him the card.
He scrutinized it for a moment. "Nope." He looked as though a thought just occurred to him. "I saw Nancy up here. Said she was looking for you." He indicated Nick.
"Oh, great, that helps," Kate said, her voice coated with sarcasm.
"I better go look for her. I'll see you guys later."
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How'd you guys like the explosion? Mwahahahaha.
Questions that I might possibly answer next time if I feel like it, maybe:
~Who is Bob?
~What is Nick's idiot idea?
~Will Chicago ever get their socks back?
~Does anybody actually care about the link in this story?
Chapter 6 – The Plot Thickens
Disclaimer: I don't own any more than I did yesterday.
A/N: As always, thanks a million for the reviews.
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Back at HQ:
The detectives found Jonathan working very hard. . . on a game of Mortal Kombat with Torablip. As usual, he was losing. There was an explosion on the screen. The slimy tentacle looked at him with as much smugness as a slimy tentacle could muster before sinking back into the grate, taking a hot dog with her. (There was one just lying around.)
"Jonathan, thank goodness we found you in time!" Kate said when they reached his desk. "Whatever you do, don't do any laundry at your apartment complex until we catch this thing. We got word it was headed straight for your place."
"Thanks for the warning. Today is laundry day." His expression suddenly changed from relief to excitement. "Do you know what this means? I could finally have the opportunity to see a Kleptaraiment up close! It would be totally amazing. Wow!"
Nick looked very serious. "No, Jonathan, it's too dangerous."
"You're right," Jonathan conceded. "It's not worth the risk. Too bad. Wow," he said again, this time, however, it was a wow of sadness.
"That's a relief," Kate said as she headed back to her desk. "That could have been a disas-" She stopped mid-sentence as she came to her work station. On the desk was another card. The envelope said simply 'Kate' in a very nice script. She opened the envelope happy. She could get used to this! Inside was a pretty card that said simply. 'Hoping this will brighten your day, Bob.' Kate smiled broadly, momentarily forgetting that she had no idea whatsoever which Bob this might be. She didn't really care. Somebody really liked her! "Hey, Nick! Check it out!"
He came to her desk. "What?"
"I got a card from Bob! I wish I knew who Bob was."
"I talked to Bob in damage control. He doesn't know anything about it." Nick offered. It must be somebody you know outside."
"I can't think of anyone. Maybe Carl knows!" She headed toward the Gnome. "Hey, Carl. Have you seen anyone around my desk lately?" She showed him the card.
He scrutinized it for a moment. "Nope." He looked as though a thought just occurred to him. "I saw Nancy up here. Said she was looking for you." He indicated Nick.
"Oh, great, that helps," Kate said, her voice coated with sarcasm.
"I better go look for her. I'll see you guys later."
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How'd you guys like the explosion? Mwahahahaha.
Questions that I might possibly answer next time if I feel like it, maybe:
~Who is Bob?
~What is Nick's idiot idea?
~Will Chicago ever get their socks back?
~Does anybody actually care about the link in this story?
