Freelance Police HQ Thursday May 14
"Okay Spatula, you hungry?" Murdock was bent over the water cooler, container of fish flakes in hand.
Hey, Reno had told him to feed Spatula and he was dang sure going to do it.
The goldfish came to top of the bowl and tried to go for his finger.
"Oh no, you don't want that. That's glitter, not fishy food."
Spatula just ... stared at him. As if the glitter wasn't what he was going for.
Murdock stared back. "Are you an evil fish?"
Spatula just swam about, looking innocently evil.
Huh. Maybe it was the glitter?
The Freelance Police HQ was open for business, just don't mind the guy talking a goldfish.
(sarcasmguy's idea. and ... oops on the post? *flail*)
Hey, Reno had told him to feed Spatula and he was dang sure going to do it.
The goldfish came to top of the bowl and tried to go for his finger.
"Oh no, you don't want that. That's glitter, not fishy food."
Spatula just ... stared at him. As if the glitter wasn't what he was going for.
Murdock stared back. "Are you an evil fish?"
Spatula just swam about, looking innocently evil.
Huh. Maybe it was the glitter?
The Freelance Police HQ was open for business, just don't mind the guy talking a goldfish.
(sarcasmguy's idea. and ... oops on the post? *flail*)