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Aug 14, 2003 17:25

The first tiny snippet of Bad Wigs I've written in ages. I will try to get back to this, but now I have pre-season football to look at. It's the 49ners and Oakland, the very forces of good and light versus Al Davis' minions. No more will be written for a few hours.

Sydney unlocked the closet door by feel and ducked her head out. The office was empty once more. She pushed the door open and came out of the closet. Sark followed her, immediately examining the offending zipper.

"Turning my comm back on," Sydney told him.

Sark was still fiddling with the damned pants. Trying to unstuck the broken zipper. Unsuccessfully.

"Sark?"

"I heard you," he snapped. Sydney shrugged and opened the link to Dixon again just as Sark added disgustedly, "I'm going to have to cut these things off."

"Mountaineer, what's going ?" Dixon asked anxiously.

Sydney giggled.

"Mountaineer? Bad Boy?"

Sark reactivated his own comm. "Mountaineer's having a bit of a laugh at my expense," he said.

Sydney leaned close and said, "Well, at least this way, Cornelius can't get into your pants."

Dixon said, "I don't want to know, do I?"

For those on the east coast who can't read this because the electricity is out---rolling black-outs and sudden summer outages aren't so funny when it isn't California blinking out, is it?

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