Story Title: And whose fault is that?
Gen or Slash: gen
Complete or WIP: complete
Category: drabble, humor
Disclaimer: The characters don't belong to me, I'm just using them to create a story for fun. No copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: missing scene for „The Game“, just a little on the crack-y side, might not be the two persons you'd expect.
Summary: You let him get away...
And whose fault is that?
„You let him get away!“
-“I did not.“
„Don't see him anywhere on the back seat, cuffed, ready to be booked at Metro. Do you? No, you don't. Because you let him get away.“
-“But it wasn't my fault.“
-„Not like you've done your part either in this.“
„Don't try and foist that on me, pal. Your turn to drive. If I'd been there...“
-“You'd have what, caught him yourself? How'd you have done that without hands? Arrest him with your shiny red-white paint?“
„At least I wouldn't have broken down in the chase like you did.“