I don't really enjoy running that much. Especially when I'm running from a bunch of angry drug dealers. Two days in the Underworld and I've already managed to piss off nearly every other homeless person in Snowdin. So yeah, I'm running. Unfortunately I happened to reach a dead end alley just when I was starting to lose them. "Shit", I muttered. I turned to face the angry sleepy high people, flipping them the bird whilst running towards them. I easily dispatched one of them with a roundhouse kick to the temple, and pivoting, I punched another in the solar plexus, finishing him off with a knee to the face. Two down, five to go. I was a flurry of motion as I slammed two people's heads together and tossed them aside, turning to dodge a punch thrown at me. I body checked another person in the gut, ramming him against the wall. The last two people pulled pistols out of their waistbands and aimed them at me. I ducked to avoid their shots, and spinning around I threw a sword (that just magically appeared in my hand) at them. It flew, straight as an arrow, into the chest of one of the shooters. His eyes bulged out of their sockets as he toppled over, and the other guy turned to run. And then the police came. Me and the groggy other people were shoved into a transport van, and everyone started glaring at me. "What?" I said. They just glared harder.
"So you see kiddo, we can't allow you to run around fighting angry drug dealers. It's dangerous." A police officer said. After they did a criminal record check on everyone and seized the drugs the other people had, they put us in the lockup for the night. They actually arrested the other people, but said they'd let me off with a warning.
"Got it." I said, trying to ignore him.
"Son, are you even listening?" he asked, waving his hand in front of my face. I had been staring at some kid that was giving me a curious look.
"What? Oh yeah, sure." The boy was following some fish lady with an eyepatch. "Who's the kid with the fish chick?" I asked. He looked behind him.
"That's the crown prince." He said. "Are you sure you won't get into any more fights?" he asked. I flashed him a big smile.
"Of course officer. Can I leave now?"
"Fine." He said. "No more fights."
"No more fights." I repeated, already moving towards the door. As soon as the door closed behind me I middle fingered in his general direction.
"Fucking loser."