Me: -I grab peter underneath the arms and tries to move him- god damn... Sam help me out here

Me: no I mean how do we get him INTO the truck? Fucking dumb ass. Get Sam out here. -I pick up suki bridal style and put her in the car-

Me: you're cute you know that? -I smile and pat her on the head. I looked at her badge- officer suki huh. -I turn around- how are we going to carry the fat one?

Yay! Me: I'll patch her up myself. -out of my bag I got some gauze and wrapped up suki's leg- there you are, lookin pretty

Me: alright, Alex, go tell Sam to get the car. We have some guests to take home -smirks- and get the girl patched up. We don't want her bleeding out on us. Peter: it's okay suki, we'll be ok- -his eyes rolled back and he passed out-

Me: -I collect myself and stand up straight to where peter was. I put a gun up to his head- move another inch cop, and the fat one gets it. Peter: -he's frozen in fear, and quite unable to move from the blow to the leg-

Me: DAMN FUCKEN -I rub at the gash on my temple left by the rock.- Peter: atta girl! Good job suki!

Peter: s-suki... -he makes a motion, where he was jabbing his elbow back. He mouthed, do that- me: that wasn't a good idea fat boy. -I grabbed my bat and got prepared to swing at his head-

Me: -chuckles- not so tough now aye? Don't shoot Alex. I wanna see what I can do to these two.

Ok see ya mystics

Fucken omg peter: -he tries getting up, only to find his bone was snapped in half. He was in more pain that he was able to admit. From the fall blood dripped on the asphalt- me: oohhh whatcha gonna do copper?

Peter: I can't do that... I came along to make sure that you would be okay. I can't leave you alone. Me: THREE -I run out from behind the dumpster and whack peter behind the knee, causing a sharp cracking noise- haha! I got the piggy! You guys get the gal

(As in let's scare them)

Me: let's do that. -chuckles- on my mark... one... two... peter: -he was now stress eating. Well, until he realized that all the donuts were gone- ehhhhh

Peter: I LIED I'M NOT THE FIERCEST COPPPP I JUST WAS IN IT TO GET DONUTS -sniffs- me: -looks to Alex and Mystics and whispers- wtf are these guys?

Peter: I don't know. All of a sudden I don't have such a good feeling about this... they could be anywhere -he was gripping the donut box until his knuckles were white- me: -is hiding behind a dumpster with my bat-

Me: yup. I hear that. It's the 5-o! Damn! Peter: x gonna give it to ya. X gonna deliver it to ya -hums to the song- we're gonna kick ass!

Peter: da! I am excited! -pops a donut in his mouth- these guys are going to get these guys! Me: we could go steal something from the gas station.

(I respect pronouns, I'm just forgetful) me: ppft. Fucker. -plays with my lighter- peter: -he runs as fast as his legs can carry him and goes to the car with a vigor. He was more determined to get these miscreants than ever-

Me: -sits on a rock watching Alex with his spray paint- yeah what the hell are you doing