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Police Station?
Carmelita smiled proudly as she held a pistol to a certain raccoon's spine walking ahead of her, she gave a small shove into his back, "Move faster, Cooper." She ordered with a grin of satisfaction.
The cuffed raccoon stumbled a bit because of his hands bound behind his back, but listened to what the vixen cop had said, picking up the pace just a little faster he glanced back momentarily, "I hope you know that there is nowhere to take me, my lovely Inspector Fox." His suave voice purred through her ears.
Scowling, the fox pressed the pistol to the side of his head while wrapping a arm around his chest so that he couldn't move anymore, "Keep the comments to yourself, ringtail, or I'll make sure you can't speak." She hissed threateningly in his flickering ear. With a harsher shove than before, she pushed him forwards.
Cooper chuckled quietly to himself as they continued on. Venice Italy was indeed the place to get arrested in.
Once they reached the police station, Carmelita opened the door, and threw Sly forwards making him fall on his knees. When she closed the door behind them to the police station, she made a starling discovery.
"Why are we in a coffee shop?" She put a hand on her hip while gritting her teeth angrily.
"I tried to tell you." Sly shrugged, "There's a glitch in my life, you see in my story when you open up the door to the police station in Venice Italy, you end up in a coffee shop instead."
Carmelita bristled, "I hate you Cooper."
A/N: I was replaying the series, and this came to mind when I was in Venice.
