Payback!
Buck was
late and that was very unusual. Just as Chris started to go get the phone to
start making calls, Nathan said, “Well, there’s somethin’ you don’t see
everyday.”
Buck walked
into the office with his shoulders practically in his ears and a too large hat
pulled low. He stayed quiet as he joined
them at the conference table.
“Hey, Buck,
what’s with the hat?” JD asked as he jokingly flipped it off Buck’s head. It was the same maneuver that Buck had used
on him a hundred times.
Except that
when the hat left Buck’s head it revealed a head of bright blue hair.
“Well, there's somethin' else you don't see everyday.”
Vin crowed as they broke up laughing.
Buck
blushed crimson as he jammed the hat down on his head.
“Buck,
what the hell were you thinking?” Chris finally asked.
“I didn’t…er
that is, I didn’t mean to…I didn’t do this!” Buck finally managed to say as he
waved a hand at the hair that was now hidden beneath the hat.
“Buck,”
JD said repressively, “yer’ hair was fine when I left this mornin’. So who else
did it?”
“I don’t know! But after m’shower, I looked in the mirror to shave and m’hair was blue!” Buck huffed in disgust. “Someone must have played with the shampoo,” Buck declared as they snickered again at his brightly color coif.
“Rrrright,”
Vin drawled. “Why would they do that?”
“I don’t
know!” Buck shouted in frustration, throwing his hands up in the air. “I ain’t pulled anything for months. Ever since the chocolate candy, but you got
me back already.” Buck knew Vin wouldn’t
give him double, so he wasn’t worried there.
“How
quickly they forget,” murmured a quiet voice from the end of the table. A hush settled over the table as everyone
looked at him with questioning eyes. “I,
on the other hand, have a reputation for remembering.”
“Cast you
memory back a little farther, Mr. Wilmington, and you might bring to mind
another incident, one having to do with coffee and paper cups while on the
Hamilton stakeout,” Ezra prodded the dumbfounded man.
“Ez, you
did that?” JD finally asked as Buck sat thinking hard about what Ezra was
talking about.
The rest of
the team sat staring at Ezra as if the man had suddenly grown a second head.
“Indeed, I
did, Mr. Dunne,” Ezra said proudly, leaning back in his chair comfortably. “You see, most people also forget that I
minored in chemistry in college.”
