But Of Course, They Were Made For Something (Even If Vimes Will Insist On Ruining The Fun)
TItle: But Of Course, They Were Made For Something (Even If Vimes Will Insist On Ruining The Fun)
Prompt: boots
Words: 100
Points: the Watch
(This makes little sense unless you realize that I am jumping up and down on the bandwagon begun by laurenmitchell 's drabble.)
Vimes arrived at the station in Clue-hunting mode, which was why he noticed the new doorstop and paused to ask why Cheery was visible over the tabletop when the box she stood on usually was, well, door-stopping.
"Look down."
Vimes did, and immediately regretted it.
"We've been getting complaints about my knees, because there's no desk-front," she mumbled. "Nobby suggested... these."
"I see," he managed. "Nobby, eh? Well done, that... man."
He fled to his office. Angua staggered in after him.
"So... blue..."
"Know where to get a reception desk this late, sergeant? One with a vanity panel?"
"Yes, sir!"
Prompt: boots
Words: 100
Points: the Watch
(This makes little sense unless you realize that I am jumping up and down on the bandwagon begun by laurenmitchell 's drabble.)
Vimes arrived at the station in Clue-hunting mode, which was why he noticed the new doorstop and paused to ask why Cheery was visible over the tabletop when the box she stood on usually was, well, door-stopping.
"Look down."
Vimes did, and immediately regretted it.
"We've been getting complaints about my knees, because there's no desk-front," she mumbled. "Nobby suggested... these."
"I see," he managed. "Nobby, eh? Well done, that... man."
He fled to his office. Angua staggered in after him.
"So... blue..."
"Know where to get a reception desk this late, sergeant? One with a vanity panel?"
"Yes, sir!"