(yes it is unfinished, no i am not going to finish it <3)
It was cold outside. It was maybe my third year of working with Detective Busts. I was starting to notice something off about myself whenever she was around, or maybe I was just sick? "McCracken! Get in here, ya photo machine thing isn't workin' anymore!" I ran into the darkroom. "What happened detective?" She frowned at me, "I was tryin' to zoom out on a crime scene picture and ya machine went out, that's what happened." Oh yeah... what else could've happened. "Oh, let me see the machine really quick." I stepped in front of her and looked at the machine, "Uh-huh... I totally know how to fix this!" I totally didn't. I wacked it a couple of times and shook the picture out. "I don't think ya know how to fix this McCracken. I can get one of those little repair bots to look at it. Don't loose ya head tryin' to impress me kid."
