100 Word Drabbles

by TakenHawkeye

A compilation of all my drabbles, with more to come, done in a multi-chaptered format for space purposes. A wide variation of genres, subjects, and characters. Will review all who review me. New: Eleven

91. Bygones

"I'm sorry, sir --" Radar fumbles for the phone.

"I know, son, I'm sure you didn't mean it." Sighing, Colonel Potter runs a hand through his hair. "Just get on the horn to HQ, PDQ, and straighten this out."

"Yes, sir." Chewing his lip, Radar shoots a glance to Klinger. "Sir, I --"

"Let bygones be bygones, Radar." Colonel Potter turns. "I'll be in the office, if you need my Hancock."

"Yes, Colonel." As the elder man disappears, Radar hesitates, wondering aloud, "What are bygones?"

Klinger shrugs. "A type of fish, I think."

"Ah." The young Clerk nods in understanding.