45 minutes later as we pulled back and I hopped out of the truck to direct the truck backing in, I saw Maurice still sitting on his car, shaking my head I directed the truck until it was backed in completely. Gear still on I walked to him, shaking my head, my helmet wiggled slightly. I stopped before him, removing the hat and pulling off my headgear, sighing. "Another false alarm! This is really pissing me off!"
He smiled at me, looked over my slightly dirty uniform, shaking his head with a smirk. "Don't you ever get those cleaned? At least my uniform is crisp every day."
I furrowed my brow at him, wondering if he realized how oxymoronic he sounded. Looking over him, I shook my head, mocking him. "Don't you ever wear anything other than NYPD Blue?"
"Don't make me regret getting your surprise!" He pouted, acting hurt at my comment about his NYPD shirt. He turned slightly and pulled, form behind his back, a bag from one of the local burger joints.
"Is that?!" My mouth dropped as I just stared at the bag, entranced at the possibility of tasty a juicy, medium well burger in my mouth. I reach for the bag and looked at him, looking in.
"Bacon Cheeseburger! Curly fries!" I looked at him like the savior he was. With that I started putting fries in my mouth, 4 or 5 at a time. He watched me mow the fries in some shock. After the fries were devoured and I started in on the burger, I looked around. "Where's the drink!" I looked at him like a crazy person.
"I knew I forgot something..." He smiled at me, and pulled a cherry soda from his pocket and opened it for me. I instantly downed half the bottle. Eating the rest of the burger I looked at him, wondering why his mouth was open as if in awe.
"What?" I looked back, crumpling the empty bag in my hand.
"You set a new record.. Did you even chew, or taste it? or did it go into the void known as your stomach?" He blinked a few times, then shook his head. He never thought he would see the day his sister would devour something that fast. I looked at him, shrugging, as I heard the alarm go off again, hanging my head. Loud groans from the house were heard as well a few curses.
"Squad 55. Confirmed Smoke and Flames at 56th and Prescott."
I looked at him, glad I never got out of my gear and shook my head.. "Lets hope this is real this time. I am going to be forced into Insomnia, I want it to be for a reason." Putting my gear back on that I had removed, I ran to the truck as it was pulling out. I grabbed the rail and hopped on. "WILL YOU BE HERE WHEN I GET BACK?!" I yelled as I passed him.
"MEETING DAVIS AT HAGGERTY'S!" Bosco shook his head as she climbed into the truck. He got into his car and watched the truck turn left and looked at the dashboard clock. "Still have time to grab a few beers before I pass out." He started the engine, listening to his Mustang, he smiled, pulling out with a skid of his rear tires.
He smiled at me, looked over my slightly dirty uniform, shaking his head with a smirk. "Don't you ever get those cleaned? At least my uniform is crisp every day."
I furrowed my brow at him, wondering if he realized how oxymoronic he sounded. Looking over him, I shook my head, mocking him. "Don't you ever wear anything other than NYPD Blue?"
"Don't make me regret getting your surprise!" He pouted, acting hurt at my comment about his NYPD shirt. He turned slightly and pulled, form behind his back, a bag from one of the local burger joints.
"Is that?!" My mouth dropped as I just stared at the bag, entranced at the possibility of tasty a juicy, medium well burger in my mouth. I reach for the bag and looked at him, looking in.
"Bacon Cheeseburger! Curly fries!" I looked at him like the savior he was. With that I started putting fries in my mouth, 4 or 5 at a time. He watched me mow the fries in some shock. After the fries were devoured and I started in on the burger, I looked around. "Where's the drink!" I looked at him like a crazy person.
"I knew I forgot something..." He smiled at me, and pulled a cherry soda from his pocket and opened it for me. I instantly downed half the bottle. Eating the rest of the burger I looked at him, wondering why his mouth was open as if in awe.
"What?" I looked back, crumpling the empty bag in my hand.
"You set a new record.. Did you even chew, or taste it? or did it go into the void known as your stomach?" He blinked a few times, then shook his head. He never thought he would see the day his sister would devour something that fast. I looked at him, shrugging, as I heard the alarm go off again, hanging my head. Loud groans from the house were heard as well a few curses.
"Squad 55. Confirmed Smoke and Flames at 56th and Prescott."
I looked at him, glad I never got out of my gear and shook my head.. "Lets hope this is real this time. I am going to be forced into Insomnia, I want it to be for a reason." Putting my gear back on that I had removed, I ran to the truck as it was pulling out. I grabbed the rail and hopped on. "WILL YOU BE HERE WHEN I GET BACK?!" I yelled as I passed him.
"MEETING DAVIS AT HAGGERTY'S!" Bosco shook his head as she climbed into the truck. He got into his car and watched the truck turn left and looked at the dashboard clock. "Still have time to grab a few beers before I pass out." He started the engine, listening to his Mustang, he smiled, pulling out with a skid of his rear tires.