A/N: Sorry. Have been very slack on writing and updating. But here is
another one for you.
After Grover had taken Prairie Don home and after her constant assurance that she would be all right he finally said goodbye and went home. When he flopped into bed he fell fast asleep.
When the morning came the first thing Grover did when he woke up was get his hands around the phone.
'I'm fine Grover,' Prairie Don told him sleepily 'I'll see you at the office, okay?'
'Okay. See you soon.'
With that he got ready and went off to work.
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Grover knew that he had gotten to work early but he was still anxious. Nine O'clock came and Grover kept telling himself that she was just a little late, that's all. Then ten. Then eleven. There was no answer when he called her. He shut up the office and headed for her house.
On the way over a million different thoughts went through his head. He knew he couldn't go to the police because she had to be missing for at least twenty-four hours before they would even think about looking. Maybe she'd just fallen asleep again. Yes, she was worried all night, didn't sleep much so she's catching up now.
He pulled up in front of her house.
He rushed to the front door that was wide open. The first place he checked was the kitchen.
'Please, sit down, detective,' said the Grouch sitting down at Prairie Don's 'We've been expecting you.'
'Where is she?' Grover demanded.
'All in due time, Detective. All in due time.'
Grover sat down across from the grouch.
'I am here to ask a favor of you on behalf of my employee's, Detective.'
Grover gave a puzzled look.
'Your employees?'
'Yes. One of their own has been committing atrocities and it is their wish that you clean this matter up for them as neatly as possible. Do you understand?'
'Your bosses? The worms you mean?' asked Grover.
The Grouch gave an annoyed look.
'Yes. And to help give you some incentive we will promise to give you back you receptionist unharmed if you do this and keep the authorities out of it.'
'Do I have a choice,' said Grover.
'You always have a choice, Detective,' the Grouch told him 'It's just up to you what choice you take.'
Despite what the Grouch said Grover knew that he had no choice.
'I'll do it.'
'That is good to hear, Detective,' said the Grouch 'You have five days to do this as cleanly as possible. If you don't I suggest you find a picture of her because we will definitely be finding another more suitable for the job. Good day.'
The Grouch left the house.
Grover put his face into his hands and sighed he was tired. But then he stood up. He shook himself and forced himself to be determined. He would not let Prairie Don down.
TBC...
After Grover had taken Prairie Don home and after her constant assurance that she would be all right he finally said goodbye and went home. When he flopped into bed he fell fast asleep.
When the morning came the first thing Grover did when he woke up was get his hands around the phone.
'I'm fine Grover,' Prairie Don told him sleepily 'I'll see you at the office, okay?'
'Okay. See you soon.'
With that he got ready and went off to work.
*******************
Grover knew that he had gotten to work early but he was still anxious. Nine O'clock came and Grover kept telling himself that she was just a little late, that's all. Then ten. Then eleven. There was no answer when he called her. He shut up the office and headed for her house.
On the way over a million different thoughts went through his head. He knew he couldn't go to the police because she had to be missing for at least twenty-four hours before they would even think about looking. Maybe she'd just fallen asleep again. Yes, she was worried all night, didn't sleep much so she's catching up now.
He pulled up in front of her house.
He rushed to the front door that was wide open. The first place he checked was the kitchen.
'Please, sit down, detective,' said the Grouch sitting down at Prairie Don's 'We've been expecting you.'
'Where is she?' Grover demanded.
'All in due time, Detective. All in due time.'
Grover sat down across from the grouch.
'I am here to ask a favor of you on behalf of my employee's, Detective.'
Grover gave a puzzled look.
'Your employees?'
'Yes. One of their own has been committing atrocities and it is their wish that you clean this matter up for them as neatly as possible. Do you understand?'
'Your bosses? The worms you mean?' asked Grover.
The Grouch gave an annoyed look.
'Yes. And to help give you some incentive we will promise to give you back you receptionist unharmed if you do this and keep the authorities out of it.'
'Do I have a choice,' said Grover.
'You always have a choice, Detective,' the Grouch told him 'It's just up to you what choice you take.'
Despite what the Grouch said Grover knew that he had no choice.
'I'll do it.'
'That is good to hear, Detective,' said the Grouch 'You have five days to do this as cleanly as possible. If you don't I suggest you find a picture of her because we will definitely be finding another more suitable for the job. Good day.'
The Grouch left the house.
Grover put his face into his hands and sighed he was tired. But then he stood up. He shook himself and forced himself to be determined. He would not let Prairie Don down.
TBC...