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Icing on the Cake
by Jesus Puppy 
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My not so on topic entry for the "Police" Weekly Challenge..

Icing on the Cake

"Oh no," Mark said with a sigh as he turned away from the door. "You better call the police."

"Why, what's up?" Pat replied, looking around for the problem that had his co-worker so nervous.

"My favorite customer is coming in again."

The doors opened and a twelve year old girl with blonde curls stepped in their hardware store. Pat just smiled, knowing the trouble the girl had caused his friend several days before-- all for a can of paint.

"You stall her," Mark groaned, "I will call the cops to take her away."

"She’s just a kid," Pat laughed, "Don't worry, I will help her."

"You're asking for it," Mark mumbled as he walked away.

"Can I help you?" Pat stepped around the counter, smiling to the young girl who turned with a worried look on her face.

"I hope so," tears started to roll down her cheeks. "I need a drain opener, fast."

"Ah, have a clogged drain, do you?"

"Yes," she sniffled in reply, "I flushed my brother's arm down the toilet."

Seeing Mark shaking his head gave him determination to help the child. Pat calmly told her to start from the beginning.

"My mom had to work," the girl began, "and I had to give Jamie his bath, but I was having trouble getting him in the tub."

"So, what happened?" Pat asked, hoping she had not tried to bath him in the stool.

"When I picked him up, he broke my necklace off and threw it across the room. I wasn't really supposed to be wearing it because it's mom's."

"So you flushed him down the drain. . ?" Pat glanced over at Mark, and knew he had been listening by the grin on his face.

"Of course not," the small blonde said, "It flew over to a shelf above the toilet. I told him he had to get it, but he's too small to reach it, even with the chair."

“Ok, so he dropped it in the stool?"

"No, I did," she replied sadly. "He couldn't reach it, so I had to stand on a chair to get it, but when I had it, he kicked the chair and made me drop it."

"In the stool?"


"And that is when you flushed him after it..?"

"Sort of," the girl looked at the floor as she went on. "I got really mad because he kicked the chair, and as it was his fault and all. I made him reach in after it. Then he had the necklace, but he couldn't get his hand out. I thought if all the water was out he might be able to get his hand loose."

"I already dialed the number," Mark smiled as he handed him the phone over the counter.

Pat repeated the story to the officer on the line and then turned to the young girl and smiled.

"They want to know your name and address." She told him, and as it was just down the street Pat said he would meet them there in a few minutes. Then, taking the small girl's hand, he headed out the door to his work truck.

A few minute later, sure enough there was the little brother, a boy of about five, with his hand, wrist, and part of the fore-arm missing down the drain. Seeing the girl start to cry again, Pat tried to comfort her by saying everything would be ok, but inside he struggled with the officer's laughter and the knowing look on Mark's face when he got back to work.

With the help of one of the police officers, he moved the boy's arm as careful as he could without hurting him, and was slowly able to work it free. To his amazement, the child's hand still held firm to the lost necklace.

After being thanked for his help, Pat drove back to work and the expected laughs of his co-worker, which lasted for some time after the rescue. Then two days later another blonde came into the store needing help.

"Do you have a good tarnish remover?" She asked, showing him a well known necklace covered in hard-water deposits.

"You're Kaylee's mother, aren't you..?"

"How do you know my daughter?"

"I helped her and Jamie with a project a few days ago." Pat replied.

"I hope they weren't a problem," The look on her face showed she had vast knowledge of her children's mishaps.

"Not at all," Pat smiled. "A piece of cake. Even the police thought it was funny."


The names have nothing to do with people I know..

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Edy T Johnson  15 Oct 2006
You really have a flare for writing humor, Pup. I love this! Just delightful from beginning to end. Do write more!
Deborah Porter  14 Oct 2006
Thanks for the smile Pup! ;-) Love, Deb
Dan Blankenship  14 Oct 2006
Cute. Dan
Kaylee Blake  14 Oct 2006
OK, that was too funny! Hehe! Haha! A couple of corrections though, I'm not Blonde (which is probably why you made me that way) and my little brother's name is Riley. I can't argue with the fact that I'm accident prone though. I've gotta let my parents read this, they'll get a kick out of it! Anyway, good job, thanks for the laugh!
Jesus Puppy  14 Oct 2006
But it wasn't about you Kaylee.. Really.. "The names have nothing to do with people I know.." See... ;)


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