Ficlets

“So you ready to leave yet?” a mysterious voice said to another person across the dark room.
“Why are you so pushy? We have all night to steal this thing. You can wait another thirty or so minutes can’t you?” the other voice said; it sounded younger, like it was more confident.
The other man who spoke now seemed angry.
“Hurry up Spike, we have to do this soon or security will be all over it! We have to leave now!” Suddenly a third voice spoke up.
“Both of you shut-up and calm down. We can’t be all worked up when we do this or we’ll get caught and everything will be compromised. Now, Spike get the spray and laser distracters, Reaper get the rest of the gear. I’ll get the blueprints and the tasers.”
“Hey you think we could stop and get some pie or something on the way there cause’ I am uber hungry,” said Spike, the younger man.
“Be quiet,” said Reaper with loathing in his voice. Then the third voice spoke again.
“Let’s hunt this thing down boys! Whew!” he yelled as he closed the door to the apartment.