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Your first instinct is to check out the <span class="mu-s">COMPUTER</span>... that is until you start to get tired of Pepper poking your side and repeatedly whispering ‘<span class="mu-i">drawers</span>’ into your ear. Which is almost immediately.
Okay, you groan, what does she need you to do, exactly?
“Step one:” she begins as she removes a hairpin from her red mane, “Gimme some light, sandcrab.”
Turning on your <span class="mu-s">CELLPHONE FLASHLIGHT,</span> you shine it into the first drawer’s keyhole as the reporter quickly goes to town on it! So uh, you mutter as you watch her dig in, where’d she learn to do this again?
“<span class="mu-s">MeTube Tutorials</span>.” She shrugs, her tongue sticking out in concentration as she continues to probe, “Nobody ever caught a scoop sitting around an office…”
You’re pretty sure there’s a pleasant middle ground between sitting around an office and breaking and entering, but given the current circumstances you’re willing to let that judgment slide for now.
It takes some time to do it, so much so that you can feel your arm growing numb since you locked your elbow in place like a big dumb idiot, but with a triumphant click and a fresh and <span class="mu-i">VERY</span> smug grin on her face, Pepper turns to you and nods.
“Now for the hard part.”
Before you can ask what the hell she means, the girl motions for you to open the drawer. No prob, you laugh, puffing out your chest as you get your hand into position, you couldn’t call yourself a man if you couldn’t pop a drawer open for a lady! HEH!
“My <span class="mu-i">hero.</span>”
Damn right. Gripping the gold metal handle, you give the drawer a firm, but measured tug and yank it open! Easy as pie, you announce! <span class="mu-i">Pizza</span> cake!
If the girl’s impressed she doesn’t show it–repeating the same procedure on the rest of the drawers, by the time you’ve opened the last one you’re left with quite the haul!
So uh, you frown as you organize your ill-gotten goods into a pile you’ll appraise in the next post, did she <span class="mu-i">really</span> need help with that? Seemed like she was doing most of the work.
“I was!” She shrugs, “But you played a very important part, sandcrab!” The redhead explains as she gives your shoulder a playful nudge! And what might <span class="mu-i">that</span> be?
“Nothing big…” Replies the girl as she glances at the ceiling, “It’s just that sometimes these drawers have <span class="mu-s">TRAPS</span> attached to ‘em and I don’t have a lot of experience disarming them so…”
… so she wanted you to open the drawers in case the traps were still active?
“And you did a <span class="mu-i">GREAT</span> job, slick!” She concludes with a giggle and a wink!
… so when she backed away from you and hid behind Raj-
“<span class="mu-s">GREAT JOB,</span> sport!”
This girl… hey, wait–why didn’t she get <span class="mu-s">RAJ</span> to do it then!?
The two of you get your answer when you watch the skater in question try and fail to extract his head from inside a taxidermied bear’s mouth.
Oh. Right…
>CONTD.
