Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Dee can’t find a parking space.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Car Park’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Triple drabble.
The parking lot was packed; Dee had already driven around it three times looking for a space, but to no avail. The only empty spaces were those reserved for the disabled, but no matter how annoying the situation might be he wasn’t about to use one of those. Forget about it being illegal; it was unethical. Dee knew what it was like to have limited mobility, and his leg had only been in a cast for a few short weeks. He wasn’t going to make things harder for people who had to deal with mobility problems every day.
“This is pointless, Dee. Just drop me off and find somewhere else to park. I’ll call you when I’ve got everything and you can pick me up at the loading area.”
“But that’ll mean you have to do all the grocery shopping by yourself!”
“Not like it’ll be the first time. I can manage.”
Dee looked at his partner dubiously. “And how are you gonna steer the cart one-handed? Especially when it’s full.” Ryo’s left arm was out of action and would be for several weeks, thanks to a suspect who’d decided he wasn’t coming quietly, or at all if he could avoid it.
“Believe it or not, it’s not the first time I’ve had to do that either.”
“Fine, I’ll drop you off and park elsewhere, but then I’m comin’ back to help with the shopping. I can go fetch the car when we’re done. Okay?”
“If that’s what you want to do; just don’t think you have to. I’m not helpless.”
“I never said you were, but everyone can use a helping hand every now and then,” Dee said, stopping the car to let Ryo out. “Especially when it comes to shopping carts; those things have minds of their own!”