White Collar - "Guessing Games"
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tj_teejayTitle: Guessing Games
Author: TeeJay
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whitecollar100 Prompt #47 Guess
Genre: Gen
Characters/Pairings: Neal, Peter
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: Peter doesn't know much about Neal's past, and Neal doesn't want to divulge.
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nefhiriel for the inspiration that finally made me write this.
Disclaimer: White Collar, its characters and its settings belong to Jeff Eastin and USA Network. And, guys? Your characters are not only welcome, they're wonderful. I'm just borrowing, I promise.
"A teacher?" Peter asked.
"No," Neal negated.
"Hm. An animal psychologist."
Neal gave him a look. "Are you serious?"
"Okay. A dressmaker."
"You really suck at guessing."
"And you won't help steer me on the right track."
"For good reason."
Peter sighed. "You already told me your father was a cop. Why can't you tell me what your mother did for a living?"
Neal smiled a nontransparent smile. "Now, where would be the fun in that?"
"Fun? Who says this is supposed to be fun?" Peter grumbled. Then his face lit up. "Oh, I know! A hairdresser!"
Neal just groaned.
Author: TeeJay
whitecollar100 Prompt #47 GuessGenre: Gen
Characters/Pairings: Neal, Peter
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: Peter doesn't know much about Neal's past, and Neal doesn't want to divulge.
Author's Note: Thank you to
nefhiriel for the inspiration that finally made me write this.Disclaimer: White Collar, its characters and its settings belong to Jeff Eastin and USA Network. And, guys? Your characters are not only welcome, they're wonderful. I'm just borrowing, I promise.
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"A teacher?" Peter asked.
"No," Neal negated.
"Hm. An animal psychologist."
Neal gave him a look. "Are you serious?"
"Okay. A dressmaker."
"You really suck at guessing."
"And you won't help steer me on the right track."
"For good reason."
Peter sighed. "You already told me your father was a cop. Why can't you tell me what your mother did for a living?"
Neal smiled a nontransparent smile. "Now, where would be the fun in that?"
"Fun? Who says this is supposed to be fun?" Peter grumbled. Then his face lit up. "Oh, I know! A hairdresser!"
Neal just groaned.
