January 29 --- Snap, Crackle, Pop

Holiday: Bubblewrap Appreciation Day

"You do that one more time and..."

"Oh, c'mon, Big Guy! It's..."

"Captain, keep it up and I'll help him."

Murdock pouted, but put the bubblewrap carefully down on the floor beside him. "You guys have lost all sense of fun."

"Murdock, listening to you pop those things over and over is not my idea of fun. Where did you get that, anyway?"

"Face had it at his place. Guess the former tenant left it there from their packing. He said I could have it."

"Oh, he did, did he?"

"Yeah. Said I should go have some fun with it, so that's what I was doing."

"He said that, did he?"


Hannibal smiled and puffed thoughtfully on his cigar.


"Templeton, you are a romantic at heart, aren't you?"

"Mmm, only around someone like you, Judy. You bring out the best in me."

The two broke their embrace just enough to move further into the candle-lit bedroom. With gentle expertise they undressed each other slowly, never more than inches from each other. Finally they moved to the bed, kissing more and more urgently as they toppled slowly onto the fresh sheets...and leaped up in fright at the rat-tat-tat of hundreds of plastic bubbles exploding beneath the sheet.

Standing outside the apartment window, three Cheshire grins broke out.

"You're right, Murdock. Those things are fun!"