40th Inning

[freakinblur]

[So Grady things putting his so-called police force in stupid costumes and making them work out in the cold is gonna get Scout down? Not a chance! He refuses to give him the satisfaction of being miserable. Cold weather? Not a problem. This guy is from Boston. Demeaning costume? Whatever, it's Christmas! He knows, much like everyone else, that something horrible is bound to happen to the town on Christmas day. So he plans to have fun up until that point, and make sure all the kids in town do too.

Any visitors to Christmas village will see him there, and he'll be sure to talk to every non-drone kid who walks in.]

So whatcha want fer Christmas, kid? Naw, don't ask that Santa, I don't trust that guy. Tell ol' Santa Scout what ya want, awright?

[He'll also ask any adults who wander in:] Hey, anyone plannin' on havin' a Christmas party or somethin'? We really oughta!

Comments

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Blood? Yeah, that sounds 'bout right. I just got rid 'a ours before one could turn into a zombie turkey 'r whatever.

This? This is Grady's idea of a dumb joke, that's what it is. I'm one 'a Santa's merry little helpers, ya know. [So he says oh-so-sarcastically.]

[avengesthesky.livejournal.com]

Oh. ( he picks up on the sarcasm all right, but he's not sure what to make of it. ) That's, um, unfortunate. . .

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah, see he decided on makin' me into one 'a his police cronies, an' this is our first assignment. But if he thinks wearin' a stupid costume is the worst I gotta worry about in this town, he's got another thing comin'.