If there was anything anyone could agree on it would be that meetings are boring. To sit in a room with a bunch of other mammals just as equally bored and with a presentation that practically forced the eyes of all present to glaze over, even lulling the speaker into a trance of sorts.

*BUZZ BUZZ* A phone vibrated yet no one but the large horned owner noticed, despite the room's atmosphere of dreary quietness. Slipping the phone out of his pocket, Chief Bogo set the sleek device on the large oak conference table and tapped the device making sure it wouldn't vibrate as harshlye. Then after moving it to be hidden while sitting next to his leather portfolio and notepad the buffalo took a quick glance around at the other members trapped in the same hell as he was in. As his eyes scanned over each of the faces of those present, all but bored and listless eyes looking off in various directions of their own personal space met his gaze; all but one pair, concentrating hard on the copy of the slides in front of him. Quirking an eyebrow, suddenly the set of eyes across from him made the fatal mistake of looking up and catching the quizzical gaze of the Chief. The amber eyes grew large for a moment as the cat tried to keep the widest grin off his face and focus himself back on the speaker, taking another quick glance out of the corner of his eyes to look at Bogo and then the phone in between the buffalos notepad and folder. Curious the Chief tapped a few times to wake the screen and spied a notification from none other than Benjamin Clawhauser. A few more taps, with pauses in between so as though not to draw attention to himself, the taller mammal opened his messages.

"'Ello, Govnr'!" the text read, attached was a picture of the chubby cheetah photoshopped on one of Gazelle's tigers. Trying to keep his composure, the Chief shot a deadpan look towards the barely contained cheetah, but as hard as the chief tried he couldn't keep himself from cracking a small smile as he looked back down and typed out a short reply.

"Terrible joke. Focus, Clawhauser." and with another tap the light hearted warning was shot off, and a moment later the cheetah was rooting in his shirt pocket to retrieve his respective cellular device which just finished it series of buzzing.

"Haha, I had to try riiight?"

"Trust me you didn't." That text granted a pouty face from the hefty cat.

"Whatever, Chief Buffalo Butt" The nickname caught the certain 'buffalo butt' off guard causing him to meet the pervious pouty face across from him, the same one now struggling once more to keep from bursting out in adorable giggles.

'Adorable? Whe-' The english chief shook his head slightly before typing out his reply, "I see you've be consorting with Wilde again" A smiling emoticon with a halo was the only answer the cheetah would give.

"Hey, pass me another donut! Plleeeeaseee~?" The cheery Benjamin looked up after hearing the faint buzz from the Chief's phone. After narrowing his eyes at the cheeky cheetah he silently sighed, making sure to over exaggerate it before reaching for a pink frosted donut from the box behind him and then sliding it over to the chubby one on a napkin. As the hoof finished its desired course and the spotted paw rested itself on the napkin a voice caused the both to look up wide eyed to the other.

"And that concludes my presentation of the recent district trends of crime and population density as of this quarter. Chief Bogo, would you like to add anything else?" The middle aged lynx asked causing both of them to turn and face him, their hands still on either side of the napkin with donut in the middle. Quickly retracting his hoof the buffalo collected his notes, shuffled them in a neat pile and stood up.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat, breaking everyone else out of their trance except for one fruity cheetah as he guiltily looked away trying to contain a giggle as he took a large bite of donut and coughed, diffusing the giggle. "Uh, no I believe that'll be all. Thank you, Officer Lexington. Meeting adjourned, see you all next week." Having recovered his composure in record time, the buffalo set his notes down and began to shake the hands of the officers around him as they exited. Within a few minutes everyone had left, except for a certain chief of police and a sprinkle covered cheetah. The latter stood, tail swishing back in forth in mirth as he took another donut and turned on the ball of his foot. Suddenly overtaken with a slyness that only the token fox Nick could match, the buffalo snatched a napkin, crumpled it up and tossed it at the cheetah. "Better watch yourself, Clawhauser" The taller one said as the other turned around and grinned widely.

"You know you love me~!" The singsong voice of Benjamin Clawhauser exclaimed as he turned back around and walked out the door but not before keeping his head poked around the corner of the door frame, the giant grin still on his face.

"Go!" The buffalo said feining annoyance and pointing diagonally before him. As the tubby cat disappeared from sight with another giggle, the gruff buffalo was left to ponder the cheetahs last words, oblivious to the faint blush still on his face.