“… and I’m really sorry you had to come all the way up here, officer. I’ll keep it down, I promise.”
Officer Reddy put his cap back on. “It’s no problem, Dave, I usually hate making these kinds of visits but this one was actually pleasurable. I’ll see you around, and thanks for the fork!” As Reddy walked away, he heard the door close behind him and then a clink. He glanced again at the fork in his hand.
On the other side of the door to 1005, Dave was nowhere to be seen. In his place was a spoon.
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Title by: Dave King
Story by: Ryan Locante
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I like this story!

Guess it could have a rabid chipmonk.