Fillmore belongs to its owner (Disney I think) and my OCs belong to me

Fillmore seriously pitied the punk in the holding room. He had been caught dealing cough drops to a group of 8th graders and Asia was the one who caught him.

He wasn't looking so good in other words.

The punk looked up at Fillmore his eyes flicking nervously "Is she here man? I ain't talkin if she's here."

"Yeah she's here but she's restrained. Your safe." The black boy replied "who's your supplier?"

The punk was chewing on a fingernail "Look, I don't know exactly. He calls me and tells me the candy is in the dumpster behind the school. I go pick it up, sell it to some kids, and I get half of everything we make but I've never met the guy."

Fillmore leaned forward on the table "Man, somebody must have set you up with this supplier."

"I won't tell you belt!" The other boy jutted out his jaw stubbornly.

"Okay if you're sure." Fillmore picked up his walkie-talkie "Hey Ingrid?"

Ingrid's voice came over "Yeah Fillmore?"

"Could you send Officer Asia in?"

The punk panicked "No please! I'll talk really I will!"

Fillmore shrugged "Nah you said you wouldn't I'll just get the good officer in here and she'll cure you..."

"HIS NAMES FRANCIS! PLEASE PLEASE DON'T SEND HER IN!" The punk shrieked

Fillmore asked "Are you telling the truth? Cause if your not..."

"HONEST! CROSS MY HEART!" the smaller boy sobbed

Fillmore radioed back "Never mind Ingrid."

Over Officer Asia's cursing he heard "Okay Fillmore."

Ingrid was on her way to catch Francis with Fillmore "H Junior High sure is different from X Middle School the crimes keep on getting closer to the crimes adults commit."

Fillmore nodded "You've said it."

Asia was with them. She had no partner but it was considered too dangerous (For the criminals) to set her loose on her own.

She was bandaging her arm up as she walked behind them "Cough Drop addicts are the worst. They carry mechanical pens around as weapons."

Fillmore nodded "You gonna be okay?"

"I'll be fine. Its just pain." Asia replied.

Asia was considered the toughest officer on the force and she put up with little if any garbage from crooks.

Ingrid said "By the way Asia you give a whole new meaning to the term 'Police Brutality'."

Asia ignored her "Look."

A tall brown haired kid in a trench coat was talking to a girl with green hair and a hoodie. She appeared to be scratching her palms and twitching.

"Come on man I need those drops! I'll pay you my whole allowance!"

Francis shrugged "Look the deal is 20 dollars a bag. You only gave me 10."

The kid said "But that's all my savings!"

Francis seemed to get annoyed "Well then get lost!"

"NO! I'll give you the money." She held out another 10.

Francis took the money and began rummaging through his backpack.

Fillmore made a split second decision "Ingrid you and Asia take Francis. I'll get the addict."

Ingrid nodded "Okay Fillmore."

They approached the two. Ingrid shouted "Safety Patrol! Freeze!"

Francis bolted hauling the bag with him.

Ingrid and Asia lit after him while Fillmore tackled the addict.

The addict screamed "What the freakin heck man? I'm on your side!"

Fillmore asked as he cuffed her "Cough drops get to you?"

The 'Addict' kicked him off her and jumped up her eyes flashing as she whipped out a badge and ID card "I hate cough drops! I'm Special Agent Skits and you just ruined a covert operation that took THREE MONTHS YOU DINK!"

Fillmore could only stare up at her "Oops."

"OOPS IS RIGHT!" Skits shouted "I wanna talk to your boss." She went on in a calmer tone.

Fillmore nodded "Come with me then."

Skits followed him muttering all the way.

Francis was hiding behind some bushes "Wow that was a close one."

He telephoned his boss "Hey Boss? Safety Patrol almost caught me but I lost them."

A distorted voice asked "And your customer?"

"They caught her poor kid."

The voice sighed "I see. You must no longer sell to her send her to another dealer if she ever comes back. Do you understand?"

Francis nodded "Loud and clear."

A shadow fell over him "Who you talking to Hustler?"

He jumped "AHHH! Oh hi Butch!"

Butch glared at him "Hustler, Asia Jones and Ingrid Third are out for your blood. Said something about cough drops. You know what she's talking about?"

Francis shook his head "Uh, nope sorry. Do you want some cough drops?"

Butch resisted the urge to Face-palm "And Hustler was a smart dealer." He thought.

"Okay as much as this tears my heart out...Hustler Kid I'm Special Agent Butch and your under arrest."

Francis gaped at him "I can't believe this!"

Asia and Ingrid stood behind Butch. Ingrid said "Believe it sister."

Asia tackled him to the ground and handcuffed him "Yes, I finally get to cuff one of you idiots!"

Ingrid pulled Francis away from Asia once he was standing "I'll take care of the perp. You can drive us back to HQ."

They all got in the Golf Cart and drove back to HQ.

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