40th Inning

[freakinblur]

[So Grady things putting his so-called police force in stupid costumes and making them work out in the cold is gonna get Scout down? Not a chance! He refuses to give him the satisfaction of being miserable. Cold weather? Not a problem. This guy is from Boston. Demeaning costume? Whatever, it's Christmas! He knows, much like everyone else,

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[freakinblur]

Freakin' tell me about it, kid. It ain't like I chose it. This is Grady's idea of comedy, trust me.

[freakinblur]

[He busts out laughing at that.] Holy crap, kid, I WISH. I wish I could give Grady more trouble ta deserve this, but I guess it's just cuz I been here so long that he wants ta pick on me.

Like last week me 'n' some guys got notices that we were cops now workin' fer Grady. An' if that ain't stupid enough, THIS was our "first assignment". What a load.

[friendly_ghosts]

[Have an excited little girl, Scout.]

Merry Christmas Mr. Elf! I really want to see my friends again for Christmas, but if Santa can't do that, can I have a pony?

[freakinblur]

[...Aw geez.]

Pony, huh? They're kinda in short supply in this town, but I'll see what I can do. What's yer name, kid?

[friendly_ghosts]

I'm Mindy. Mindy...um.... Tibenoch..

[She really does not sound sure of her last name. It keeps changing...]

[freakinblur]

Awright then Mindy. I'll see what I can do. Mayfield is kinda funny about gifts, but I'll do my best!

[heartstar_blues]

"You too?

Wow, never thought you the type to bend over and play nice."

[freakinblur]

Are ya kiddin'? Grady WANTS us ta be all embarrassed 'n' stuff. He can kiss my ass.

[heartstar_blues]

"So Grady is making you do this sort of thing?"

[freakinblur]

Yeah. This is all part 'a our "police assignments". What a load!

[avengesthesky]

I don't even really know what a Christmas, or Santa is. . .

[freakinblur]

They don't got it where yer from or somethin'? It's only kinda the best holiday. Everyone's offa school 'n' work, an' ya get presents and eat a lotta food. Can't go wrong with that!

Oh yeah, Santa's the guy who brings ya presents.

[avengesthesky]

No, never heard of it until recently. ( hope blinks, but nods a little. )

So it's sort of like that Thanksgiving holiday, but with presents?

[freakinblur]

Yeah! Kinda. 'Cept, ya know, this is Mayfield, so I'm sure there's gonna be, like, explodin' presents or some crap. They always know the best way ta ruin a good time.

[weaponsparked]

[And who should pass by? This guy. He glances at the oddly costumed man, and looks as if he'll just keep on walking... until the voice registers.]

...

[He almost gets to say something, but bursts out laughing a little too quickly to.]

[freakinblur]

[Yeah, that voice is pretty hard to mistake.

He glares at you for a moment and suppresses that gut reaction to just punch you in the nose. He puts on a smirk though.]

Yuck it up, pally, an' we'll see who gets coal in their stockin' on Christmas!

[weaponsparked]

[He tries his best to stop, really, he does.]

Coal...? Wha?

[freakinblur]

Oh yeah, Mr. I'm A Cool Space Alien So I Don't Know About Christmas. Ya gotta be nice ta the elves 'r ya ain't gettin' nothin' for Christmas, ya got that?