HT100 Challenge #185 - Fruitcake
Double-Drabble featuring Murphy, Adebisi, and O'Reily. Oh and it's complete crackfic.
He should have put an end to it the moment he saw the tin move from Schillinger’s hand to O’Reily’s. Something was coming and it wasn’t going to be pretty. Ryan was practically skipping up the stairs to Adebisi’s pod with it.
A few moments later, Ryan came out without the tin. He didn’t have long to wait for the scenario to play out. Adebisi ran out of his cell, brandishing what looked like a large rock, and headed straight for Ryan.
Murphy could see O’Reily backing away as Adebisi lifted the object over his head and slammed it down on Ryan’s. At the moment of contact, the rock-like object seemed to explode showering both O’Reily and Adebisi.
O’Reily lay down on the floor as Murphy arrived on the scene, leaving a trail of smushed fruitcake in his wake. “I need to go to the infirmary,” said Ryan.
Ah, there it was.
“No,” he looked at Simon. “Adebisi, wanna clean this up or go to the hole?”
Adebisi headed for the gate.
“Looks like you’re on clean up duty, O’Reily.” Murphy said as he plucked the remnants of a green-dyed cherry from Ryan’s shirt and tasted it.
Not too bad.
He should have put an end to it the moment he saw the tin move from Schillinger’s hand to O’Reily’s. Something was coming and it wasn’t going to be pretty. Ryan was practically skipping up the stairs to Adebisi’s pod with it.
A few moments later, Ryan came out without the tin. He didn’t have long to wait for the scenario to play out. Adebisi ran out of his cell, brandishing what looked like a large rock, and headed straight for Ryan.
Murphy could see O’Reily backing away as Adebisi lifted the object over his head and slammed it down on Ryan’s. At the moment of contact, the rock-like object seemed to explode showering both O’Reily and Adebisi.
O’Reily lay down on the floor as Murphy arrived on the scene, leaving a trail of smushed fruitcake in his wake. “I need to go to the infirmary,” said Ryan.
Ah, there it was.
“No,” he looked at Simon. “Adebisi, wanna clean this up or go to the hole?”
Adebisi headed for the gate.
“Looks like you’re on clean up duty, O’Reily.” Murphy said as he plucked the remnants of a green-dyed cherry from Ryan’s shirt and tasted it.
Not too bad.