A/N: Hey, this is my first Tomb Raider oneshot. Enjoy!

Locking Up

Lara Croft was sitting impatiently in the freezer of Croft Manor.

What the hell is taking that old man so long? she thought irritably.

She was in there on account of her butler, Winston. Winston was a creepy old man that always followed her around, carrying lemonade. Well, she didn't want lemonade at the moment, but did Winston listen?! Noooo, he just had to go around being butler-ish!

So she was planning something a little devious.

Lara let out an annoyed sigh.

Suddenly, there was movement at the entrance to the freezer. Winston! She would recognize him in his black dress anywhere. That was another scary thing—why did he wear a dress?!

Winston began walking towards her, letting out little farts.

Ew . . . Just a few more steps . . . A little closer . . . AHAH!

Winston was barely a foot from Lara. She jumped over the bewildered old man, ran out of the freezer, shut the door, and locked it.

She rubbed her hands together triumphantly. Just locking up for, in Winston's case, another cold night.

A/N: I'd never liked Lara's butler. He always creeped me out. So I used this little trick to get him out of my way: lock him up in the freezer. Can you blame me? He farts a little, he looks like he's wearing a dress, and he always follows Lara around.

Amy (WinterLoveSong)