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Email to Moira, Jean, Maddie, Scott and Alex

To: [ScottishRed], [PsiRed], [DearestRed]
CC: [AlexBad], [ScottWorse]
From: [FurAllSticky]

The nursery is done! It looks wonderful! Pale green, pale yellow, with some cute pictures of baby animals in the wild, and cute bunny, ducky, and teddy decals on the furniture, which is assembled and everything. Scott and Alex were pillars of strength, especially given that my knee is still sore, although not as bad now. You must all come and look at it asap (Moira, I expect to see you as soon as you're home and rested). However, in order to avoid getting paint in my fur, Scott wrapped me in clingwrap.

Yes. CLINGWRAP. He's evil.

Alex laughed. He's bad too.

*g* It did, admittedly, keep most of the paint out. Most, not all. But by the end of the day I smelled VERY strange, and I was all sticky. I've only just finished getting my fur clean again.

Nobody else is EVER to see these pictures. *g* On pain of attack-by-stinky-Hank.

Attachments: Clingwrap1.jpg, Clingwrap2.jpg, Clingwrap3.jpg

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To: [beautiful but cruel]
From: [being brave]

It was like a sauna in there! For hours! *g* I was so glad you weren't there... as delightful as your company always is, if you'd smelled me by the end of this afternoon, you never would have come near me again! I think I may have lost weight, even. (My knee, however, liked it very much and is feeling much better)

I would love to show it to you. :) And, to lessen the time between the end of your shift and the beginning of your sleep, I will even provide breakfast with the viewing.

-Hank

To: [poor sweaty man]
From: [trying to be apologetic]

I hope you hydrated yourself properly? Any weight you lost would have been water, as well you know... And I'm glad I didn't get to smell you, although it can't possibly have been worse than Haroun's leathers after Youra...

Deal. *grins* I've never been one to turn down breakfast.

Maddie.

To: [no need to apologize]
From: [all clean now]

I did indeed hydrate myself, both during and afterwards. I'm smart. ;) But... it was fun. The three of us, doing something together... it's the first time it's happened, I think. We had a good time. And I'm glad they had to smell me - since they put the cling-wrap on me, it's only right - and that you didn't. As charming as I'm sure you'd be when fainting dead away.

And hurrah! I shall sneak down to the kitchen and swipe some pastries, and some eggs.

We really need to recruit a vampire doctor, though. As things stand, the only meal we can share without the complicity of a third party is breakfast. Although, speaking of which, Jean is quite willing to take on your shift on Thursday, if you're still interested in that dinner-and-dancing date...

-Hank

To: [smarter than the average bear]
From: [not boo-boo]

Ah, you forget to whom you speak, O Smelly One. *grins* Emergency room in a Philly public hospital for my internship, remember? Some of our more accomodationally challenged patients were a bit on the whiffy side. And I'm not even going into the forensic work in the Bureau. So I doubt there would have been any fainting, dead away or not.

Dinner and dancing sounds divine. I've got just the dress. Or rather, just the dress that Alison loaned me. *eg*

Maddie.

To: [prettier than boo-boo]
From: [picnic-lover]

I will lay money that none of them smelled of overheated dog, overheated man, and overheated plastic all at once. Plus paint. At least, not often. ;) Although I still contend that you'd faint beautifully if you decided to do it.

And.... dress. Picked by Alison. Loaned by Alison.

I hope you realize that you've raised my pulse-rate by sitting quietly in a room several floors away and typing. It's utterly unfair how easily you can do that.

-Hank

To: [rather dashing yourself]
From: [will share a picnic blanket any day]

I dunno. There was that really strange corpse that had been lying inside a shipping container for three weeks in the middle of summer... *grins* I don't faint easily, I'm afraid. Closest I've come is when Kurt put that shoulder of mine back. You'll have to settle for me being beautifully conscious instead.

*eg* Did I mention Alison's taste in dresses is briefer than mine?

Maddie.

To: [partner in basket-theft]
From: [picnicking mastermind]

I do not envy you the strange corpse. *shudder* Not one bit. And you are, most assuredly, very beautiful when conscious.

And I know it is, believe me, I've seen her dressed. *g* You've killed my brain, woman. And on purpose!

-Hankdroolingquietly.

To: [dead by mental image]
From: [very bad woman]

Sure you don't need a bucket for the drool? *grins*

Maddie.

To: [Veryveryvery bad woman!]
From: [Undressing]

The nice thing about a cold shower is that the drain is right there for the drool. Evil woman. ;)

I am off to shower and sleep. Think of me. *g*

-Hank

To: [bad man]
From: [still another six hours to go]

That's cheating. *pouts* Good thing the medlab's always on the cool side, I suppose. I need it.

Maddie.

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Subject: But the pictures!

Re: Subject: But the pictures!

Subject: My hero. :)

My very well-dressed heroine!

Subject: My evil plans are falling into place.

Nono, OUR evil plans are falling into place.

Subject: My mistake.

Re: Subject: My mistake.

Subject: Revenge is yours!