Vandal Eyes (Part Eight)

The last part of #VandalEyes (Part Eight of my @bonniegrrl and @AnneWheaton fanfic) #burrito

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Returning to the Scene of the Crime

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“Thank you all for coming. I’m sure you’re all wondering why I’ve gathered you here today. The truth is we’ve discovered the identity of Gasparo Floyd’s killer.”

There were gasps of astonishment from the remaining members of the dinner club, but it was Detective Sergeant Grammar who spoke. “I swear miss Burton, if this is…

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Vandal Eyes (Part Seven)

Bonus #VandalEyes (Part Seven of my @bonniegrrl and @AnneWheaton fanfic) #shartnado Conclusion & ebook tomorrow.

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Fish Out of Water

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As Anne and Bonnie walked along The Embarcadero, the sounds of a saxophone could be heard above the traffic and the conversations of passers-by. They found him, a tall black man with a magnificent mustache and wearing  a top hat, under the shade of a big elm tree. His playing was full of squeaks and missed notes, but was nonetheless…

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Vandal Eyes (Part Six)

#VandalEyes (Part Six of my @bonniegrrl and @AnneWheaton fanfic) #vaginalfantasy

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Stop the Presses

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“I’m sorry. Who were you again?”

“We’re with the Gasparo Floyd fan club,” said Bonnie. “We were wondering if you’d like to donate to a memorial dinner being held in his honor.”

“He’s dead?” asked Harriet Farnsbottom. “You’re sure?”

“He’s really, most sincerely dead,” said Anne.

“Whatever it is you plan to serve,” said Harriet, “it would never…

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Vandal Eyes (Part Five)

#VandalEyes (Part Five of my @bonniegrrl and @AnneWheaton fanfic) #fishpuns

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Too Many Cooks

20130502_VandalEyes_Noir“Welcome to ‘This Scampi Happening’, said the waiter. “May I suggest the calamari gumbo? It’s the chef’s specialty.”

“Can I have a few minutes to mullet over?” asked Anne.

“Let minnow when you’re ready,” he replied.

“I’m always up for tentacles,” said Bonnie. “Bring it on.”

“All right, make it two,” said Anne. “And wine. Lots of wine.”

“Two…

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Vandal Eyes (Part Four)

#VandalEyes (Part Four of my @bonniegrrl and @AnneWheaton fanfic) #FocusCarl

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I’ve Got Something in My Eye

20130502_VandalEyes_Noir“Welcome to Cornea-Copia. How may I help you?” The disinterested receptionist eyed them wearily.

“We need to see the doctor,” said Bonnie. “As soon as possible.”

“We have a Dr. Wun, and a Dr. Too,” she said. “Which did you want to see?”

“Which is better, Wun or Too?” asked Anne.

“They’re about the same,” said the receptionist.

“It’s…

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Vandal Eyes (Part Three)

#VandalEyes (Part Three of my @bonniegrrl and @AnneWheaton fanfic) #crafty

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Talk to the Hand

20130502_VandalEyes_Noir“Tell me again,” said Anne. “Why are we going to a craft store?” It had been a long night of fitful sleep, and now Bonnie had dragged her out of her hotel room before she could even have a cup of coffee.

“We need to talk to owner,” she said. “He’s the biggest craft supplier in the Bay Area. Nobody knows more about googly eyes than Archie. If…

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Vandal Eyes (Part Two)

#VandalEyes (Part Two of my @bonniegrrl and @AnneWheaton fanfic) #arrgh

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What’s in the bag?

20130502_VandalEyes_Noir“Let’s start at the beginning,” said the police detective. “What were the two of you doing in that alley?”

Anne rubbed her wrists from where the cuffs had chaffed her skin and took a sip of water from the bottle on the interrogation room table. “I was in town for a hairdresser’s convention,” she said. “You have to keep up with all the latest…

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Vandal Eyes (Part One)

I’ve been threatening to do this for months, so here is my #VandalEyes story feat. @bonniegrrl & @AnneWheaton #chewn

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You’ve seen them everywhere. Those little plastic googly eyes that turn everyday objects into adorable faces. Maybe you’ve seen them stuck to a poster, turning a regular photograph into an amusing parody of itself. But all this time, I bet you never suspected the sinister history of this simple folk art stable. Now the true story can be told. It’s a tale of friendship, crafting supplies…and…

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Thaw (Part Three)
Part One

Still looking for a way out, he hurried up the tunnel. It sloped noticeably upwards now, so much so that Jason often had a hard time finding his footing on the slick surface of the ice. He struggled up the passage for a good half-hour before he saw that the ice around him was starting to glow faintly, and Jason knew he must be getting close to the surface. He came upon a final bend and…

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