❝What! Why don't you trust me?❞
❝You want it alphabetized or by date?❞
❝I can't even look at you right now!❞
❝Jake, do you even trust yourself?❞
❝No, but that is not the point.❞
| In which the 99 get more than just a new Captain |
[Brooklyn Nine-Nin...
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"Hello, everybody," Jake grinned as he strolled into the break room, "In my hands, I hold the driving directions to this year's detectives-only getaway."
"Give it a cool name, Jake," Charles begged excitedly.
"All right, detectives-only getaway... d-o-g, dog, dog party. Dog Party '15!"
"Woof, woof, woof!" Charles barked happily.
"Big shout-out to Charles Boyle for hosting us at his beach house this year," Jake continued, ignoring his barking.
"You should really thank my ex-wife. We split it in the divorce. I get it for December through February. Winter B-house! Woof, woof, woof!"
"Yeah, that's not really catching on," Jake frowned at him.
"Aw."
"As always, there will be no spouses, no bosses, no work..."
"No bedtimes, within reason," Amy grinned as everyone gave her amused looks.
"All right, Santiago's feeling rowdy," Jake laughed, "Who else is feeling it?"
"I can't wait. This weekend, I am Vacation Terry. No kids, no responsibilities. I'm just a balloon floating in the great blue sky, and I am untethered."
"And just to clarify, how untethered is Vacation Terry from his wife?" Gina immediately asked as she leaned forward in interest.
Terry gave her a weird look as he stiffened. "Very tethered."
"All right, anyone else have questions?" Jake asked before he turned to Hitchcock and Scully with a brow raised, "Hitchcock, Scully, you've been weirdly silent."
"We didn't want to say anything that would get us uninvited," Scully explained innocently.
"Smort," He nodded, "All right, get pumped, people. Dog Party '15, ooh-ooh!"
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"Hey, there, beautiful," Marcus smiled fondly as he walked up to Rosa and Natasha.
"Marcus, what are you doing here?" Rosa frowned as her brows furrowed.
"I know you lost your phone charger, so I got you a new one, and I want to make sure your phone's all juiced up for some sweet long-distance texting," He grinned at her as he handed her the box.
"Thanks," She nodded, "What do I owe you?"
"It's a gift," He laughed, "All you got to say is thank you."
"I said thank you. That was the first thing I said," She huffed sharply before she paused and smiled, "Sorry. You're nice. I'll text you."
"Can't wait. Inappropriate work kiss. Too fast. Can't stop me," He leaned in closer and gave her a peck.
