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Title: Loving Denny Crane
Fandom: Boston Legal
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG-13
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: This one is a variation on the same theme as the Yuletide fic but with a few differences.
Summary: Shirley wants to know why.
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LOVING DENNY CRANE
Shirley was so angry that she could barely speak. Denny had managed to bring that horrid thing into the weekly staff meeting. And everyone knew who it was supposed to be.
She called Alan
“Dammit, Alan. This has got to stop. Is there anything you can do?”
“I’ll talk to him, Shirley. You know how he is. It’s the mad cow.”
“Come on, Alan. He acted like this before he got Alzheimer’s. Just do something. You know he’s on thin ice with the other partners as it is.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” He sighed and started to stand.
Shirley reached across the table and put her hand over his. “How do you put up with him, Alan?”
He smiled a smile that told Shirley exactly why women loved him. “I love him, Shirley. What can I say?” He threw his hands up as if to surrender and shrugged.
~end~
Fandom: Boston Legal
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG-13
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: This one is a variation on the same theme as the Yuletide fic but with a few differences.
Summary: Shirley wants to know why.
~~
LOVING DENNY CRANE
Shirley was so angry that she could barely speak. Denny had managed to bring that horrid thing into the weekly staff meeting. And everyone knew who it was supposed to be.
She called Alan
“Dammit, Alan. This has got to stop. Is there anything you can do?”
“I’ll talk to him, Shirley. You know how he is. It’s the mad cow.”
“Come on, Alan. He acted like this before he got Alzheimer’s. Just do something. You know he’s on thin ice with the other partners as it is.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” He sighed and started to stand.
Shirley reached across the table and put her hand over his. “How do you put up with him, Alan?”
He smiled a smile that told Shirley exactly why women loved him. “I love him, Shirley. What can I say?” He threw his hands up as if to surrender and shrugged.
~end~