'Tis the Season - OZ
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cmk418I wrote this for the weekend challenge fic at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
1_million_words. The prompts I chose were "icicle" and "Your character is too focused on the wrong things" which was considered and obstacle, but for Tim McManus is probably just Thursday.
Tim looked at Kendall Donovan’s body, lying face down on the floor of the quad. More specifically, he looked at the icicle ornament protruding from Donovan’s body.
“That’s festive,” said Murphy. “Any suspects?”
“With Donovan? Everyone around here hated the Aryan bastard. This means I’ll have to take the tree down.”
“Have to take the… Big picture here, Timmy. A man was killed. That’s going to put a damper on the Ho-Ho-Hos.”
“Do you think they’d let me have it back?”
“What?”
“The ornament.”
“You have got to be shitting me.”
“Yeah. Of course. A Nazi is dead and we should all be very sad. It took me six hours to get that tree up and decorated.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I had to do it during evening lockdown. On my own time.”
“Right.”
“And that was the fun, putting-it-up-for-the-inmates part. I hate taking it down.”
“Is that why the Christmas tree in your first apartment never got put away?”
“Exactly. And then Ellie came in and made me throw it out.”
“I knew there was a reason I liked her.”
“And that’s why I never introduced the two of you back then. I needed someone on my side.”
Gloria rushed into the quad. “Mineo called me. He said someone was killed.”
“Yeah. Kendall Donovan. He’s over there.”
Gloria knelt beside the body and began her examination.
“So, how many more of those icicles were on that tree?” Sean asked.
“Picked up two boxes at the SaveMore down the street. A dozen in a box.”
Sean walked around the tree, looking at it. “We might have a big problem on our hands.”
“What’s that?” Tim said.
“You put all the icicles on the tree?”
“We didn’t have a lot of variety. I really wanted to fill it out. Make it look special.”
“Next year, try tinsel.”
“There’s not going to be a next year. Querns hated the idea. He’ll never let me put up another tree.”
“There aren’t any icicle ornaments on the tree anymore.”
“Somebody stole all my icicles?!” Tim yelled.
Sean sighed, “Somebody or maybe more than one somebodies confiscated them and is now ready to make everyone who pisses him off look like Donovan.”
“Crap. Call in the SORT guys for a shakedown.”
“SORT? We could handle this ourselves.”
“There’s a guy over there with a plastic icicle in his heart. I’d rather it not be you.”
“That’s sweet, Timmy. Thanks.”
“You can thank me by helping me take down that damn tree.”
1_million_words. The prompts I chose were "icicle" and "Your character is too focused on the wrong things" which was considered and obstacle, but for Tim McManus is probably just Thursday.Tim looked at Kendall Donovan’s body, lying face down on the floor of the quad. More specifically, he looked at the icicle ornament protruding from Donovan’s body.
“That’s festive,” said Murphy. “Any suspects?”
“With Donovan? Everyone around here hated the Aryan bastard. This means I’ll have to take the tree down.”
“Have to take the… Big picture here, Timmy. A man was killed. That’s going to put a damper on the Ho-Ho-Hos.”
“Do you think they’d let me have it back?”
“What?”
“The ornament.”
“You have got to be shitting me.”
“Yeah. Of course. A Nazi is dead and we should all be very sad. It took me six hours to get that tree up and decorated.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I had to do it during evening lockdown. On my own time.”
“Right.”
“And that was the fun, putting-it-up-for-the-inmates part. I hate taking it down.”
“Is that why the Christmas tree in your first apartment never got put away?”
“Exactly. And then Ellie came in and made me throw it out.”
“I knew there was a reason I liked her.”
“And that’s why I never introduced the two of you back then. I needed someone on my side.”
Gloria rushed into the quad. “Mineo called me. He said someone was killed.”
“Yeah. Kendall Donovan. He’s over there.”
Gloria knelt beside the body and began her examination.
“So, how many more of those icicles were on that tree?” Sean asked.
“Picked up two boxes at the SaveMore down the street. A dozen in a box.”
Sean walked around the tree, looking at it. “We might have a big problem on our hands.”
“What’s that?” Tim said.
“You put all the icicles on the tree?”
“We didn’t have a lot of variety. I really wanted to fill it out. Make it look special.”
“Next year, try tinsel.”
“There’s not going to be a next year. Querns hated the idea. He’ll never let me put up another tree.”
“There aren’t any icicle ornaments on the tree anymore.”
“Somebody stole all my icicles?!” Tim yelled.
Sean sighed, “Somebody or maybe more than one somebodies confiscated them and is now ready to make everyone who pisses him off look like Donovan.”
“Crap. Call in the SORT guys for a shakedown.”
“SORT? We could handle this ourselves.”
“There’s a guy over there with a plastic icicle in his heart. I’d rather it not be you.”
“That’s sweet, Timmy. Thanks.”
“You can thank me by helping me take down that damn tree.”
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Date: 2018-06-20 01:34 am (UTC)Anything long and pointy would have to be considered a lethal weapon in Oz. I wonder if another 23 victims will pile up before the rest of the ornaments are found. ;)
P.S. This might be the first time I’ve taken Ellie’s side on something. HA.
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Date: 2018-07-03 03:37 am (UTC)Ellie's not too bad. I'm not sure the show did her justice.