Ema entered her apartment, feeling exhausted after a long day at the precinct. Closing the door behind her, she sighed. If ever there was a thankless job, it's a homicide detective.
The young woman moved to plop down on the couch when she noticed something. Strew across her apartment floor were rose petals, which appeared to form a trail to her room. Her face contorted into a scowl. If that glimmerous fop thinks he's in for a night of passion after the extra-long shift I just pulled, he'll be getting a lot more than a handful of Snackoos!
She grabbed her ever present bag of ammo and began to follow the trail. As she followed she wasn't surprised at all when the petals pooled around her bedroom door. She reached into her back of Snackoos and prepared a projectile as she reached for the doorknob and turned it.
She then stopped right in her tracks.
Standing on stool, Klavier was hard at work securing a large flat-screen Tv to the wall. He was just driving in the final screw when he took notice of the woman out of the corner of his eye.
"Ah, Fraulein! You are home earlier than I expected." He said, giving the TV a shake on its mount to test if it was stable.
"Early? I had to stay late! … Come to think of it, where were you!?"
Klavier laughed nervously. "Ja. Sorry about that. I, er, asked the chief to keep you a bit late."
Ema quickly drew back her arm to launch her chocolatey projectile as Klavier held up his hands defensively.
"Now hold on just a moment, Fraulein, and allow me to explain!" The German man cried.
Ema continued to shoot a death glare at the man, but remained still. "I'm listening."
"Well, as you are aware, Valentine's day is just around the corner. However, I must unfortunately be out of town that day. And so, I decided to surprise you with your gifts today. As you can see," He said, gesturing to the TV. "I bought you a Smart TV for your room. It has all the video streaming apps you could want. I have also asked Olga to prepare your favorite meal, which we can enjoy over candlelight."
Ema continued to glare at the man for a moment. Finally, she placed the Snackoo back in the bag. "Alright, you're forgiven. Ya did good, fop."
"Wunderbar!" Cried the platinum haired prosecutor as he pulled the girl into a hug. "Ich leibe dich, Fraulein." He then leaned in to give the girl a kiss.
Katonk!
"Ach!" Klavier cried as he placed a hand to his forehead where the chocolatey snack had hit him.
"Don't even think of trying to turn this into a night of passion, fop."