Laverna
Goddess of thieves
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Ferret
Brat
Bonnie Parker
Bon park
It was ACME's annual Christmas party, and all through the headquarters was shouts of cheer and wishes of goodwill. The tinsel hung on the tallest ceilings, and the possibility of how they were hung up eluded our newest agent. Her eyes, reminiscent of pale seafoam, darted from activity to activity.
“Well, where should we join in?” She pondered quietly to herself as she nervously bit her lower lip. The taste of her pepper mint lip oil matched the festive cheer as she took a step towards a table full of delicious sweets, hot cocoa and an assortment of puff pastries filled with international delights.
A faithful companion followed on her heel, as they darted through people like they were doing barrels in a rodeo.
The smell of cinnamon, sugar cookies, and chocolate wafted through the air, and the air conditioner swirled the fragrances around the room.
On the corner of the table, the paper plates were neatly stacked in a tower of festive colors. The newcomer’s eyes watched everyone’s movements before she reached for a plate of her own. Her judgment of the distance failed her, as she stumbled into the assortment of plates, cups and plastic silverware.
“Well, that didn’t go as planned.” She chuckled as she sat on the floor. Her Shetland sheepdog laid on top of the fallen detective. “Ruth, I am okay, please excuse me and get up.” The newcomer commanded the fifteen pound dog.
Ruth wasn’t wearing her pastel pink service dog vest, instead she was wearing a red velvet collar with a massive bow. That’s when CHIEF floated by the duo. “Oh, there you are, I was wondering where you was, I thought you went Sandiego on me.” CHIEF blurted out as his holographic face blushed from empathy.
“Hi, CHIEF, No I didn’t turn into a thief on my first day.” She joked back as she managed to escape her furry companion. She brushed off the fur from her black denim jumper and took a moment to straighten out her matching red hair bow.
“Detective Watson. I was worried you had cold feet on your first day, I see you were just getting those puppy cuddles by the cookies.” Chief chuckled as his Santa hat’s Pom swung back and forth.
Rosemary smiled at CHIEF, “You know my name is Rosemary, we don’t need to be all formal, isn’t it a party?” Her slight southern deaf accent. She touched her pink hearing aids as she turned on the volume. She wondered if Chief could hook himself up to them via Bluetooth.
CHIEF flickered brighter, straightening his Santa hat as if preparing for an official announcement. “Well! Since you’re finally upright, Detective Watson, I suppose now is the perfect time to introduce ACME’s newest agent — who, I might add, had the admirable dedication to begin her service on Christmas Eve!”
He gestures (as much as a hologram can) for her to step forward.
“Everyone, eyes front! This is Detective Rosemary Watson — her service dog, Ruth. Try not to trip over either of them.”
His hologram blushes again, just a little.
Rosemary signed hello before she picked up a kolache with a cheddar cheese sausage and shared it with her dog. Truth is she didn’t want to verbally talk to thousands of international agents.
“Well, where should we join in?” She pondered quietly to herself as she nervously bit her lower lip. The taste of her pepper mint lip oil matched the festive cheer as she took a step towards a table full of delicious sweets, hot cocoa and an assortment of puff pastries filled with international delights.
A faithful companion followed on her heel, as they darted through people like they were doing barrels in a rodeo.
The smell of cinnamon, sugar cookies, and chocolate wafted through the air, and the air conditioner swirled the fragrances around the room.
On the corner of the table, the paper plates were neatly stacked in a tower of festive colors. The newcomer’s eyes watched everyone’s movements before she reached for a plate of her own. Her judgment of the distance failed her, as she stumbled into the assortment of plates, cups and plastic silverware.
“Well, that didn’t go as planned.” She chuckled as she sat on the floor. Her Shetland sheepdog laid on top of the fallen detective. “Ruth, I am okay, please excuse me and get up.” The newcomer commanded the fifteen pound dog.
Ruth wasn’t wearing her pastel pink service dog vest, instead she was wearing a red velvet collar with a massive bow. That’s when CHIEF floated by the duo. “Oh, there you are, I was wondering where you was, I thought you went Sandiego on me.” CHIEF blurted out as his holographic face blushed from empathy.
“Hi, CHIEF, No I didn’t turn into a thief on my first day.” She joked back as she managed to escape her furry companion. She brushed off the fur from her black denim jumper and took a moment to straighten out her matching red hair bow.
“Detective Watson. I was worried you had cold feet on your first day, I see you were just getting those puppy cuddles by the cookies.” Chief chuckled as his Santa hat’s Pom swung back and forth.
Rosemary smiled at CHIEF, “You know my name is Rosemary, we don’t need to be all formal, isn’t it a party?” Her slight southern deaf accent. She touched her pink hearing aids as she turned on the volume. She wondered if Chief could hook himself up to them via Bluetooth.
CHIEF flickered brighter, straightening his Santa hat as if preparing for an official announcement. “Well! Since you’re finally upright, Detective Watson, I suppose now is the perfect time to introduce ACME’s newest agent — who, I might add, had the admirable dedication to begin her service on Christmas Eve!”
He gestures (as much as a hologram can) for her to step forward.
“Everyone, eyes front! This is Detective Rosemary Watson — her service dog, Ruth. Try not to trip over either of them.”
His hologram blushes again, just a little.
Rosemary signed hello before she picked up a kolache with a cheddar cheese sausage and shared it with her dog. Truth is she didn’t want to verbally talk to thousands of international agents.
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