Series: Kung Fu - TLC

Pairing: Strenlich/Blake

Rating: PG

Warnings: Humor


Summary: Henryís birthday surprise fires back


Disclaimer: The characters in this story donít belong to me. I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. If you are under age, please stay away. If you have a problem with this topic, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. Thanks to Lady Charena for the beta. For all remaining errors, blame me.




"May I talk to you?Ē Whispering detective Henry Blake bent to the make-up and wardrobe artist of the Manly-Combs production company. After all he had have hisspecial reasons to accompany Peter Caine and Jody Powell to the set.




Henry looked critically at the mirror. Not exactly what he had have in mind. He had preferred something more classic. A nurse perhaps or something from the South in Scarlett O ' Hara style. But what could one expect from the fund of a film with the title "Flying Fists of Fury 2" and a want-to-be actor like Wolf Gannet as star? Not to mention that the female main actor, Mona, nearly the whole time wore practically nothing.


He again picked a bit at the leather miniskirt. He could actually leave this little thing out as shortly as it was. But Frank loved to see him in a skirt. And the hotter Frank became the more fun they would have with each other. Henry was determined to get himself a very special birthday present this way. One finally didn't turn 48 every day.


As if he had called him with his thoughts, he already heard Frank's voice from the living room. "Henry, can you come, please? I have a surprise for you."


"Better you come in, Sweetheart. I also have a surprise for you here," Henry called back and again picked at the small leather top, that the costume designer had given him together with the skirt. Unbelievable that some women could wear this the whole time. He longed for his nice suit. But what for victims didnít one bring for a little fun in ones life?


"Err, better you come out first." Frank somehow sounded a little nervous.


Henry sighed. Okay, if he wanted to play after his own rules, very well, he would carry along with this. They as well could do it in the living room.


"Iím coming, Sweety." He sweepingly opened the door...


...and stiffened.


In the living room were all his colleagues from the 101. precinct calling: "Surprise."