the adventures of mohawk:ice:part tw0

mohawk picked up the little mogwai. "i should call the poli-" the little mogwai yanked the phone out of the holder. beep. beep. beep. but it wasn't 999. it was 139, the phone for the pizza company. the little mogwai said something like "peppy ancho no." soon, there was a pizza on the table with pepperoni and no anchovies. "he really is good at calling for a pizza.." mohawk picked up a slice of pizza. "yuck!" he threw it towards the bin. splat.