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"Mars and Blank: Detectives at Large"
"Blank and Mars: Detectives at Large"
Moonlighting
That's a dumb title. How about: "Who's the better lockpick? Marty is."
I'm going to kick your ass Blank.
I'm looking forward to it Mars.
This is all going to end in tears. I just know it.

"Detectives at Large"


It's a cold rainy day in the city. The rain hits the window making a sound like jazz drummer on acid. I sort through a bunch of photos of middle aged husbands sleeping with their secretaries. I type up notes about the kids who've run away from home because they can't stand their parents. It's not pretty. This is my job.

My name is Marty Blank. I'm a dick.

Private dick that is.

As in detective.

Get your head out of the gutter.

My partner is Veronica Mars. She's a blonde with an attitude, with a giant brain and a pair legs that won't quit. I don't look. I'm the Wallace. She sings karaoke, but hey... nobody's perfect.

I was reading a comic book case file and V was singing something about being "popular" when she walked through our door.

Chase.

It had been ten years since I abandoned her at the prom. I could tell she hadn't forgotten when I found her fist making a not-so-delicate impression in my eye.

When I finished seeing stars and pried myself off the floor, she was gone and V was already chatting about our next case.

Possibly the biggest one in our careers.

The Tick had gone missing.

It was up to us to track him down.

(TBC)