Precious objectsTitle: Precious objectsMore Like This
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: none, Tseng centred
Rating: very, very work safe and a bit fluffy
A/N: For :iconvinvalenwind: because I can
Tseng didn't even look up from his report when the office door was slammed open and Reno came running in, white faced with fear and howling like a banshee before diving straight under his boss' desk. Tseng did sigh a little as the Turk by his feet was trembling so bad it made his signature slightly wobbly when he signed the paper.
Only a few seconds later Elena came running flat out through the corridor, tears crowding her blue eyes and chest heaving as she to screamed high-pitched enough to break glass and threw herself head-first under the desk, clutching onto Reno who clutched just as desperately back. Tseng raised an eyebrow. Reno running away from a prank gone wrong was one thing. But Elena? Turks had the well-developed survival instinct of rats, but like rats their first instinct was always to fight, not hide. And Elena