By Leesa Perrie
“What’s
that doing here?”
“It followed me home, Jim.”
“It followed you home?”
“Yeah. Can we keep it?”
“It didn’t follow you home.”
“It did.”
“Don’t be stupid, Sandburg, no way did it follow
you home!”
“But it did, Jim, really!”
“Whatever.” Sigh. “But we are not keeping it.”
“But it doesn’t have a home!”
“Find it one, then. Not here, understand?”
“But Jim…”
“No!”
Sigh. “Okay, I’ll see if Joel will take it in.”
“And why would Joel want to do that, Chief?”
“It’s cute! And I’m sure he wouldn’t want it to be homeless.”
“Sure, right. Just get it out of here.”
“Okay, I’ll just take it down to the station…”
“No way!”
“Alright, alright! I’ll drop it off at Joel’s, then. Man!”
“Poor Joel.”
“Hey, it’s not that bad!”
“It’s a gnome, Chief; believe me, it is that
bad.”
“It followed me home, Jim.”
“It followed you home?”
“Yeah. Can we keep it?”
“It didn’t follow you home.”
“It did.”
“But it did, Jim, really!”
“Whatever.” Sigh. “But we are not keeping it.”
“But it doesn’t have a home!”
“Find it one, then. Not here, understand?”
“But Jim…”
“No!”
Sigh. “Okay, I’ll see if Joel will take it in.”
“And why would Joel want to do that, Chief?”
“It’s cute! And I’m sure he wouldn’t want it to be homeless.”
“Sure, right. Just get it out of here.”
“Okay, I’ll just take it down to the station…”
“No way!”
“Alright, alright! I’ll drop it off at Joel’s, then. Man!”
“Poor Joel.”
“Hey, it’s not that bad!”
The End
Author's Notes:
Well, you were warned!!!