Trooper Station: Tuesday

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Word must have gotten around the animal kingdom yesterday about the mediating powers of the police force in Fandom as there were two bunnies sitting on top of Gibbs's desk today. The dispute appeared to be over the custody over a carrot which the first bunny claimed to own and was stolen from her. The second bunny claimed that he had found the carrot left unattended and followed the ancient tradition of all species which went along the lines of "Finders keepers. Losers weepers."

Let's see what words of wisdom Gibbs has for these floppy eared creatures.

"GET THE HELL OFF MY DESK!"

Yep. Words to live by.

[Yes, I totally ripped off colourfulscents. Not feeling guilty either. Open.]

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"No splitting hares with you, I see," said Angua in a complimentary tone, because, really, she couldn't not, and it was necessary to acknowledge in at least a brief narrative how immitation was said to be the sincerest form of flattery.*


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If Tony were in the room, Angua's joke would be followed up with a reference to a certain Meryl Streep movie.

And then Tony's head would be slapped.

Tony was definitely not here, however. And no one's head was getting slapped.

"I swear, if this place turns into a fucking Disney movie..."

Yep. Just lots of griping.

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"Impossible," said Angua. "No prince charming."

Unless the rabbits left the carrot, anyway.

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"We need a better screening system here." Reese remarked as she watched the bunnies scamper away.

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"Then the wildlife needs to learn to stay off my damn desk," Gibbs grumbled. "Think you can tell your forest friends that?"

Hey. She was talking to squirrels yesterday. As far as Gibbs was concerned she was Dr. Doolittle.

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"A screen door would be fine with me," Gibbs replied sarcastically. "Especially if we kept it shut."

Gibbs was shooting a glare at Ralph during that last statement. Yes, he was blaming Ralph.

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A Dr. Doolittle that would have you for dinner if you didn't pay your bill.

"I'll try to get the word out."

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Reese followed the direction of Ralph's glare and almost felt sorry for the Trooper.

Except that Reese was a little suspicious of Ralph.

"Locked doors and better security," she said. "We are a police station, Ralph."

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"Think you can order lunch at the same time?" Gibbs asked dryly.

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"Mouse traps wouldn't be a bad suggestion either," Gibbs added.

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"Maybe we should also secure the coffee." Reese looked at her cup.

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"They're animals. Not coffee drinkers, Reese," Gibbs reasoned.

He then thought about that for a second and shook his head.

"Nevermind. Lock it up."

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The corners of Reese's mouth turned up. "This island really redefines 'normal'."

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"Ya think so, Reese?" Gibbs asked sarcastically.

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"Yep." Reese smirked then shrug. "Hey, someone has to say it sometimes."

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"Sure," Angua shrugged agreeably enough. "What were you thinking?"

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"Nothing with nuts or carrots," Gibbs countered.

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Now, see, that just went and put dirty thoughts in Angua's head.

"Pizza?" she offered, feeling that was a safe way to go. You could do vegetarian on a pizza.

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"Fine," Gibbs replied in a weary tone. "Whatever."

Yes. He had brought up the topic of food. Yes, he demanded it be ordered. Yes, he was already tired of the topic of conversation.

Gibbs is neither patient nor rational. At times.

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Hey, getting lunch for everyone got Angua out of the station for a bit, and she was pretty sure that the only one who'd make any comments about fetch wouldn't be partaking. It was all good for her, and she was particularly glad to be heading out the door when she called over her shoulder. "Otter and a muskrat, two o'clock. Good luck."

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Gibbs hung his head and let out a sigh of frustration and discontentment before spinning around to shout at Ralph.

Because clearly he should be in charge of these things.