Mako's Message: Okay, so, this just happened. I was trying to work on a different fic (Replay) and then I had this idea and I started writing it and here it is.

In other news, it occurred to me that I haven't written about one of Mindy's smutty dreams in a while, and I had an idea for, what I hope, is a good one. I'm just not sure if I want to do it. So. You guys in the mood for another one of those, or would you all prefer I didn't write any more of those? Of course, there WILL be real smuttiness between them, eventually, in this story so I wont be avoiding it forever.

Oh, and I'm not going to stop allowing anonymous reviews, but I'd REALLY prefer if you submitted signed reviews so I can respond to them.

Anyway, enough rambling. Enjoy!


I really hate Times Square. It's an assault on the senses. There's so much noise, lights, and people that you might as well be blind. If it's not right in front of you good luck knowing what's going on. It's a pickpocket's dream come true.

That's why we avoid going there, in costume or out.

And that's why I'm still trying to figure out how we ended up there.

That said, where else can you see two Elmos beating the crap out of each other?

That's actually a double edged sword though. With all the costumed characters, people tend to either ignore us or try to take photos with us.

Anyway, the Elmo fight.

We were kind of hugging the walls, not wanting to get into the mass of people sightseeing or just trying to get through that mob and... well, leave really. Once we got there the only thing on our minds was "Whoa, fuck this."

But then, this family was taking photo's with an Elmo outside of a restaurant , and then this other Elmo comes over and shoves the first Elmo, yelling, "I told you to stay off my block!"

The first Elmo says, "It's not YOUR block! I was here first!"

And the second Elmo yells, "I always work this corner and I'm sick of you horning in on my turf," and shoves the first Elmo again.

So the first Elmo says, "I'll work wherever I want!" and shoves the seconds Elmo back, and the little kid that was getting her picture taken starts crying.

Second Elmo takes a swing at First Elmo, who dodges it and shoves Second Elmo into the crowd that's gathered. They push him back on his feet and he comes back and punches First Elmo hard enough to take him off his feet.

Then First Elmo gets up and tackles Second Elmo back into the wall of people watching this spectacle, but instead of getting supported by the people, the people get knocked over too, so now the two Elmos are rolling around on the ground, people are trying to get out from under them, there are kids freaking out, and somehow their heads are staying on through all of this so I'd totally lost track of which Elmo was which.

Dave nudges me and says, "Do we wanna break this up?"

And this is really not my thing, but it was really starting to get out of hand and the kids looked like they were going to be scarred for life as it was, so I said, "Yeah, might as well."

So we jumped in and started pulling the Elmos off each other, and they kept trying to get passed us and attack each other other again but Dave was having way more luck than I was, because while I'm am an incredible fighter and able to take down guys twice my size, I'm not exactly physically imposing. So Dave is holding his Elmo back fairly easily, but I'm having to put everything I've got into it while they're still screaming at each other.

So Dave yells, "Well, you wanted excitement!"(oh yeah, that's why we went there, I was talking about how boring patrols had been lately.)

And I yell back, "This wasn't what I had in mind!"

Finally I get sick of trying to hold this guy back and just kneed him in the crotch. It kinda worked, but I guess the suit was padding stuff so he didn't collapse like I'm used to, but it did take the fight out of him. I kicked his legs out from under him and dropped him on his ass just to make sure though.

The crowed cheered me for that. Don't know why. But it was kinda fun. Couldn't help smiling at it, but I did my bet to keep it to a minimum.

But then people started trying to take pictures with us.

This one guy was obviously drunk and put his arm around my shoulder. I said, "On the count of three you're going to lose your hand." He didn't move on one, his friend was still trying to get us in frame, but he ran for it on two, which was when I pulled one of my knives out.

Dave was going with it, which was a mistake. I don't know how he expected to get out of that once he started. So while he was posing for pictures I left. I didn't go far, just far enough to not be part of it. I watched from a doorway while he did his "friendly neighborhood super-hero" thing. I don't even know if they knew he was the real thing or not. It annoyed the crap out of me at first, but it was kinda cute. Kind of reminded me of why I like him. That he really is a nice guy.

Wanted to jump him the rest of the night.