BRING IT ON

By LilyK

Author's Notes: This story is plain silly, inspired after a weekend of reading my first fanfic. Please read only if you have a sense of humor.

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Captain Simon Banks opened the door of his office. "Ellison! Sandburg! My office."

The Senior Detective and the Junior Detective made their way into their Tall Captain's office.

"Yes, Sir!" the Senior Detective/Ex-Special Forces Ranger said to the Much Bigger Man.

"What's up, Captain?" the Junior Detective/Former Rainier Anthro Grad Student chimed in.

The Much Bigger Man/Former Military Officer looked at his two best Short and Tall detectives. He directed his gaze at his Newest Shorter Detective. "We have a very serious robbery situation that I need you and The Big Guy here to handle. Think you and your Veteran Partner can handle this, Smaller Man?"

The Smaller Man looked at his Partner, the Bigger Man, who is smaller than The Biggest Man, but bigger than The Smaller Man. "Yes, sir, Captain Banks, Tallest Man in the Room, we can handle it."

"Speak for yourself, Chief," the Bigger Man said to his Smaller Partner. Not the Biggest Man, the Bigger Man, the Former Special Forces Ranger. "Me, I have a big problem."

The Smaller Man peered intently at his Bigger Detective Partner. "Just what is your problem, Big Guy?"

"I absolutely refuse to work on another case until the Payroll Department spells my name correctly," groused the Middle Sized Man.

The Smaller Man took the paycheck stub from the waving fingers of the Bigger Man. "Say, Big Man, what's wrong with this? And just how much do you make any way? This is a much Bigger check than mine is. Mine is definitely Smaller."

"Sandburg, everything on you is Smaller, even THAT!" The Big Guy/Older Man informed his Official Partner, a.k.a. The Younger Man.

"In your dreams, Small Guy!" retorted the Smaller Man. "Bring on the tape measure!"

"What?" yelped the former Covert Ops Agent. "Tape measure? You don't think you have a chance do you, Little Man?"

"Crap, Big Fellow. I can whip your small, tight butt any day of the week," the Smallest Man smarted off.

Their argument was interrupted by The Biggest Man in the room, a.k.a. The Biggest Boss in the room.

"Gentlemen!" Two sets of blue eyes lit on their Captain, the Tall Guy. The Man in Charge opened his wallet and slapped a twenty dollar bill on the desk. He opened the drawer of said desk, and pulled out a tape measure. "Put your money where your mouths are, Small Little Big Men. I got you both on this one. They don't call me The Biggest/Former Military Officer Man for nothing!"

The End

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