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Written for "In Oz Drabble Tree No One Can Hear You Scream".
Sunny Days Are Here Again
"When does he arrive?" Schillinger knows he sounds anxious, but he's been waiting for a sign, for the other shoe to drop, telling him the pendulum is finally swinging the other way.
"Day after tomorrow." Lopresti looks over his shoulder at the mailroom door out of habit for uninvited (and potentially problematic) eavesdroppers.
Hands on his hips, Schillinger cocks his head to the side. "Where's he going?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
A grin works its way to Schillinger's face. He folds his arms across his chest, feeling his commandeering genius flow through his veins. Taking a step forward and lowering his voice, he says, "Pass on a welcome home message from me. Tell him he's in prime proximity for the `Keller Special.'"
Lopresti furrows his brow and Schillinger tries not to roll his eyes in the C.O's face, instead saying, "He'll understand."
When Lopresti leaves, Schillinger slowly turns around, lost in a myriad of rushing thoughts, and continues sorting the mail. An upbeat tune dances off his lips with the sound of a sharp whistle.
Oh Sweet Pea, your ass is mine.
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