FAKE Triple Drabble: Lumped
Title: Lumped
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo, OCs.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Dee suffers an embarrassing accident while pursuing a suspect.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Lump’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple Drabble and a half, 350 words.
The only thing Dee found surprising was that, according to the paramedics, he didn’t have a concussion. He had a pounding headache to go with the lump on his forehead, but no dizziness, no double vision, and his pupils were equal and reactive. So sayeth the guy who’d just been poking at the swelling above Dee’s left eye. Dee even remembered exactly what had happened, although he really wished he didn’t. It had all been so stupid!
He and Ryo had been in flat-out pursuit of a suspect, and then Dee had just been flat on his face, all the breath knocked out of him. Why? His shoelace had come undone, and he’d trodden on it with his other foot… If the suspect had swung at him with a two by four, or shot at him, of if he’d been clipped by a car, he could have lived that down easily enough. But no, he’d tripped on his own shoelace and near enough brained himself on a mailbox. It was beyond embarrassing.
Ryo had continued pursuit of the suspect, apparently unaware that he’d lost his partner along the way. Some kind soul, seeing Dee go down hard, had called the paramedics, and since the nearest hospital was like four blocks away, they’d reached him before Ryo came back, hustling the handcuffed suspect ahead of him.
“Dee, are you okay? What happened?”
He would have liked to lie, even if only to say he’d caught his foot in a pothole, but he was just too honest. “Tripped on my frickin’ shoelace,” he admitted, face burning.
Ryo didn’t laugh; instead, he studied the goose egg swelling and winced. “Ouch, that looks painful. You should ice it when we get back to the precinct. Hang onto our friend here for a minute; there’s a pharmacy over the road, I’ll get you some Tylenol and a bottle of water before we head back to the car.”
Once again, Dee was grateful to have Ryo for his partner. “Thanks, bud.”
“You should tie your shoelace before we go anywhere though.”
“Soon as you get back.”
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo, OCs.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Dee suffers an embarrassing accident while pursuing a suspect.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Lump’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple Drabble and a half, 350 words.
The only thing Dee found surprising was that, according to the paramedics, he didn’t have a concussion. He had a pounding headache to go with the lump on his forehead, but no dizziness, no double vision, and his pupils were equal and reactive. So sayeth the guy who’d just been poking at the swelling above Dee’s left eye. Dee even remembered exactly what had happened, although he really wished he didn’t. It had all been so stupid!
He and Ryo had been in flat-out pursuit of a suspect, and then Dee had just been flat on his face, all the breath knocked out of him. Why? His shoelace had come undone, and he’d trodden on it with his other foot… If the suspect had swung at him with a two by four, or shot at him, of if he’d been clipped by a car, he could have lived that down easily enough. But no, he’d tripped on his own shoelace and near enough brained himself on a mailbox. It was beyond embarrassing.
Ryo had continued pursuit of the suspect, apparently unaware that he’d lost his partner along the way. Some kind soul, seeing Dee go down hard, had called the paramedics, and since the nearest hospital was like four blocks away, they’d reached him before Ryo came back, hustling the handcuffed suspect ahead of him.
“Dee, are you okay? What happened?”
He would have liked to lie, even if only to say he’d caught his foot in a pothole, but he was just too honest. “Tripped on my frickin’ shoelace,” he admitted, face burning.
Ryo didn’t laugh; instead, he studied the goose egg swelling and winced. “Ouch, that looks painful. You should ice it when we get back to the precinct. Hang onto our friend here for a minute; there’s a pharmacy over the road, I’ll get you some Tylenol and a bottle of water before we head back to the car.”
Once again, Dee was grateful to have Ryo for his partner. “Thanks, bud.”
“You should tie your shoelace before we go anywhere though.”
“Soon as you get back.”
The End