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Rubber Biscuit
by Pirate Turner
Buck pulled back his arm as he wound up for the pitch. He threw the hard object he held against the wall as he sang laughingly, "Rubber biscuit!"
"Buck!" JD exclaimed as he scurried to retrieve the biscuit. Picking up the biscuit, he grimaced at its hardness.
"Just havin' a little fun, Kid."
"Ah must also object," Ezra reprimanded as JD returned to the table. "Should the young lady witness your juvenile antics, you will wound her spirit."
The men straightened as Casey called out from the kitchen, "Who's for desert?"
"Anywhere but here," Vin whispered, but each man hurriedly set to cleaning his plate.
The End