The Old Egg Thing
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Summary: Nick isn't going to get away from his responsiblity *that* easily.... A Drabble.
This is a drabble (a story of exactly 100 words). It's set sometime third season.
Disclaimer: Characters and settings not mine.
The Old Egg Thing
by Estirose
copyright 1998
Nat was holding the egg when Nick came in. She scowled as she noticed his amused smile. "What are you looking at?" she snapped.
"I see you're helping with that teen parenting class. You got an egg, too?"
"It was either this, or have the kids protest," Nat responded defensively. "By the way, weren't you supposed to be there too?"
"I couldn't. Tracy and I were handling a homicide while you were having fun with the kids."
"Grace and I were wondering about that," Nat said. "Here," she added, handing him an egg. "Have fun, Nick."
"Nat!"
This is a drabble (a story of exactly 100 words). It's set sometime third season.
Disclaimer: Characters and settings not mine.
The Old Egg Thing
by Estirose
copyright 1998
Nat was holding the egg when Nick came in. She scowled as she noticed his amused smile. "What are you looking at?" she snapped.
"I see you're helping with that teen parenting class. You got an egg, too?"
"It was either this, or have the kids protest," Nat responded defensively. "By the way, weren't you supposed to be there too?"
"I couldn't. Tracy and I were handling a homicide while you were having fun with the kids."
"Grace and I were wondering about that," Nat said. "Here," she added, handing him an egg. "Have fun, Nick."
"Nat!"