Drabble: By Any Other Name (ADAD #3)
Title: By Any Other Name
Author: QWERTYfaced
Fandom: White Collar
Wordcount: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Neal Caffrey, Mozzie
Genre: Drabble, gen, humor
Notes: For my A Drabble A Day personal challenge, and whitecollar100's Challenge 99 - Burn. Thanks to reve_silencieux, who continues to prompt me. :)
Summary: It's tough for Neal whenever Peter burns another backup identity.
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 pirate ship yet.
There was always a certain delightful anticipation to discovering your new identities. Who would you, could you be? Neal ran his fingers lovingly over the stack of multicolored passport books, savoring the moment, then began flipping through them.
Tomorrow, he could be from France, Ireland, Greece...or...
He paused at the fourth, giving it a long, incredulous look before turning it to face Mozzie.
"Are you serious?" he demanded.
"Bobby had it going cheap." The little man shrugged defensively. "If the Suit didn't keep burning your backups, I wouldn't have to range so far afield."
"Zimbabwe?!"
"You're welcome, Mr. Mkwananzi."
Author: QWERTYfaced
Fandom: White Collar
Wordcount: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Neal Caffrey, Mozzie
Genre: Drabble, gen, humor
Notes: For my A Drabble A Day personal challenge, and whitecollar100's Challenge 99 - Burn. Thanks to reve_silencieux, who continues to prompt me. :)
Summary: It's tough for Neal whenever Peter burns another backup identity.
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 pirate ship yet.
There was always a certain delightful anticipation to discovering your new identities. Who would you, could you be? Neal ran his fingers lovingly over the stack of multicolored passport books, savoring the moment, then began flipping through them.
Tomorrow, he could be from France, Ireland, Greece...or...
He paused at the fourth, giving it a long, incredulous look before turning it to face Mozzie.
"Are you serious?" he demanded.
"Bobby had it going cheap." The little man shrugged defensively. "If the Suit didn't keep burning your backups, I wouldn't have to range so far afield."
"Zimbabwe?!"
"You're welcome, Mr. Mkwananzi."