Disclaimer: Don't own anything you recognize. I just am borrowing them to fulfill my slightly deranged imagination.

Spoilers: Anything in season 1 or 2.

Ten Minutes to Closing

Chapter 1

Dylan Thomas Mala stood behind the seafood counter in the supermarket, glaring at the clock. In ten minutes he'd be to leave for the night, ending another mindless shift at the store. Dylan hated his job with a passion, but it beat starving. He couldn't wait to finish college and get a real career. He was already a good artist, much like his late older half-brother, Frankie though his skills lay in graphic design and drawing, not sculpture.

A customer approached the area. Damn it! I'm never gonna get out here tonight. He forced a smile and stepped into the slightly too bright florescent light behind the seafood case. "Hi!" he said, a little too enthusiastically to be anything but sarcasm. "What can I get for you?"

The old women didn't get the hint "I want 10 pounds of Alaskan King Crab Legs."

"Okay" Dylan fought the urge to jump over the counter and strangle her. "I need to run down to the freezer to get another case. I'll just b a minute." He sighed, resigning himself to the fact that they always wait until you were ready to leave. He practically ran across the sales floor, where the huge freezer was.

The freezer was dark and cold, as usual. He strolled the back, where his crab legs were. Dylan suddenly noticed an odd shape in the middle of the floor. He stepped back to take a closer look. It looked an awful lot like his boss, Josh Bennet, otherwise known as the fat man. To his horror, he realized it was the fat man!

A/N: Sorry it's so short. I'll update as soon as I can. R&R Hope you like it. Thanks!