Drabble: Wrapped in Paper (ADAD #29)
Title: Wrapped in Paper
Author: QWERTYfaced
Fandom: White Collar
Wordcount: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Genre: Drabble, gen, angst
Notes: For my A Drabble A Day personal challenge, and whitecollar100's Challenge 6 - File. Thanks, reve_silencieux! And sorry, folks, I just didn't feel funny today. Spoilers for 5x13.
Summary: Peter reflects on an essential problem with bureaucracies.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. All characters and settings belong to their respective copyright holders, not me. Which is why I don't have a house with a slide in it yet.
Peter sat slumped at his desk, staring blankly into the distance beyond the single sheet of paper in his hand.
People weren't black-and-white, but documents were. That was the problem with the Bureau: everyone was a file. A file couldn't be brave, or clever, or resourceful. It couldn't charm or impress.
All it could do was record numbers and facts: the fact of a conviction, and numbers that were much too good.
He sighed regretfully, adding one more page-one more fact-to the folder that was, to the Bureau, the only version of Neal Caffrey that mattered.
Release denied.
Author: QWERTYfaced
Fandom: White Collar
Wordcount: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Genre: Drabble, gen, angst
Notes: For my A Drabble A Day personal challenge, and whitecollar100's Challenge 6 - File. Thanks, reve_silencieux! And sorry, folks, I just didn't feel funny today. Spoilers for 5x13.
Summary: Peter reflects on an essential problem with bureaucracies.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. All characters and settings belong to their respective copyright holders, not me. Which is why I don't have a house with a slide in it yet.
Peter sat slumped at his desk, staring blankly into the distance beyond the single sheet of paper in his hand.
People weren't black-and-white, but documents were. That was the problem with the Bureau: everyone was a file. A file couldn't be brave, or clever, or resourceful. It couldn't charm or impress.
All it could do was record numbers and facts: the fact of a conviction, and numbers that were much too good.
He sighed regretfully, adding one more page-one more fact-to the folder that was, to the Bureau, the only version of Neal Caffrey that mattered.
Release denied.