"Plunger 101"
Summary: Mattie has a plumbing question for her guardian.
Note: I've had an idea for a Harm/Mattie series since AGBF that I haven't had time to work on because of real work priorities (Lauren reaffirmed this in her review of Shifting Sands—thanks!). This is my first attempt at flash fics (155 word stories), and I kind of like the compact, time- consumption friendly format.
Disclaimer: Harm, Mac, etc. are not mine, so don't sue me because I have an imagination and too much free time.
Written 22 February 2004
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"Hey Mattie," Harm answered after checking the caller ID on his cell. Mac continued shuffling through papers for their current case next to him on her couch.
"That would depend on the reason it's stopped up," he replied to his ward's question. Mac handed Harm the folder that he'd been asking for when his phone rang. He thanked her with a nod as he continued his conversation, "What did you flush?"
Mac couldn't help glancing at her co-council with a curious look at the peculiar question. For that reason, she didn't miss the look on his face when he got his answer.
"Oh. I... didn't realize those were... flushable," he stammered. "But as long as it's not overflowing, leave it. I'll just fix it when I get home. You have the key to my apartment if you need to... you know... just don't flush any more of... those."
Mac chuckled, "It's called a tampon, Harm."
Summary: Mattie has a plumbing question for her guardian.
Note: I've had an idea for a Harm/Mattie series since AGBF that I haven't had time to work on because of real work priorities (Lauren reaffirmed this in her review of Shifting Sands—thanks!). This is my first attempt at flash fics (155 word stories), and I kind of like the compact, time- consumption friendly format.
Disclaimer: Harm, Mac, etc. are not mine, so don't sue me because I have an imagination and too much free time.
Written 22 February 2004
*****
"Hey Mattie," Harm answered after checking the caller ID on his cell. Mac continued shuffling through papers for their current case next to him on her couch.
"That would depend on the reason it's stopped up," he replied to his ward's question. Mac handed Harm the folder that he'd been asking for when his phone rang. He thanked her with a nod as he continued his conversation, "What did you flush?"
Mac couldn't help glancing at her co-council with a curious look at the peculiar question. For that reason, she didn't miss the look on his face when he got his answer.
"Oh. I... didn't realize those were... flushable," he stammered. "But as long as it's not overflowing, leave it. I'll just fix it when I get home. You have the key to my apartment if you need to... you know... just don't flush any more of... those."
Mac chuckled, "It's called a tampon, Harm."