Disclaimer/Whatever~ see Chapter 1
Chapter 2~ Back at the Precinct
Bosco and Faith led their witness into the fifty fifth, accompanied by a few whistles.
"Guys!" Faith yelled, and they all went back to what they were doing, as Lana slicked her hair back.
"Notice how as soon as you walk in, the guys are all over us." Bosco joked, and Faith gave him a threatening glare.
"Man, you need your pill." He jogged up the few steps, next to the front desk, and noticed a box of donuts sitting on the side.
"Hey! Where you going with that?" The Lou asked, while eating a chocolate one.
"Evidence!" Bosco lied, grabbing the box, before any cop could stop him. Cops needed their sugar rush in the morning, and if Bosco was caught depriving them, he'd be hung.
"Damn it." Lou cursed, under his breath, and Bosco continued running.
"Was that really necessary?" faith asked, as she led Lana into an interview room.
"I was teaching them a lesson." Bosco mumbled, as he took a bite into a jelly donut.
"Boz," Faith nodded her head towards Lana, and Bosco shrugged.
"What?"
"Cant you control yourself for a few minutes?"
Bosco puffed, and threw the unfinished donut back in the box. he licked his fingers, and joined Faith at the table.
"Alright, now, Lana," Bosco tried gaining back his composure, "What exactly did you see? And none of this, maybe a big kid stuff. Every kid nowadays is big, and if I have to use my frequent flyer miles-"
"Bosco! The point!" Faith hissed, and Bosco rolled his eyes.
"Right. Uh..." Bosco forgot where he was going with that, as he imagined being on a beach somewhere. No Perps, No Faith, No Problem.
"Bosco!" Faith smacked him on the leg, and he leapt in the air.
"I hear you. Not a person in this country that cant. Damn." He stuck a finger in his ear, and then he started pacing the room.
"What my partner is trying to ask you, Lana, is," Bosco glared at her, "What do you remember, that you haven't already told us?"
"Or how about telling us something that'll actually help." Faith growled at Bosco, as he jumped up onto the desk he had been sitting on earlier.
"Cant we just arrest Sully?" Bosco and Faith had instructed a younger officer, to take Lana home.
"Get your head out of your ass, Bosco." Even his eyes widened, as she shoved their radios back on the desk, telling the Lou, they needed new ones.
"Ah man, not the forty eight!" A smile flickered across the Lou's face, as Bosco slammed his fist on the desk.
"You ate my donuts, you get the bad radio."
"But I'm the best officer you've got!"
"I resent that," Sully now stood next to Bosco, handing the Lou papers he had just filled out.
"You resent anything without a cream filling." Davis covered his mouth, and came up with a sudden case of the coughs.
"Davis, you laugh, and ill shove this cup up-"
"Fifty Five David, and Charlie," the Lou nodded Sully's and Davis' way, as Bosco continued to beat his radio on his knee.
"We've got an armed robbery, in process," He looked at Bosco, he couldn't help but grin, as he moved along, "Fifty Five John is already on the scene, they've requested back up. I've volunteering you." he finished, as Sully groaned, and Bosco dropped his radio.
"Don't make me regret this." he added, taking an extra look at Bosco.
"And me, without a gift for you." Sully walked back down the steps, and headed out the door, Davis laughing, behind him.
"About time!" Mark, Fifty Five John's driver, spat at the foursome, as they ducked behind the one patrol car.
"Hey, it takes a while to find a donut shop, in the middle of New York city!" Sully was mad at the Lou for not mentioning where the robbery was. They had all smacked themselves, when it was revealed to be another donut shop.
"Yeah, whatever." Mark nodded to Davis, and watched, as Bosco and Faith struggled to find a space to sit.
"Bosco, what's up, my man?" Mark and Bosco smacked hands, as Bosco fell over.
"Don't these kids have prom's to go to or cows to tip?" they all looked at him. For someone who has lived here all of his life, he still doesn't get that if there were cows in the middle of main street, they'd probably all be eating burgers right now.
"Prom was last week," Mark said, smiling at his friend. Bosco nodded, "Stacy go?"
"Yeah, she looked amazing. Had to cover her mom's eyes though, she would have killed me, had she found out what that girl was wearing." Mark's daughter was sixteen, and the most popular girl in the school she attended. Everyone liked the fact that her father was a cop, but, they were sure not to invite her to all of their parties.
"How's Pam?" Bosco carried on the conversation, as Sully sat back. They weren't going anywhere.
"She's, working." Mark shook his head, as he found the right word.
"Lock anyone up lately?" Bosco squinted his eyes towards the door, nobody appeared to be inside, but they couldn't be sure.
"Just yesterday, actually. Some big mob boss. Carlo. Real low life. I think Larry," he referred to his partner, "and I, threw his brother in jail once."
As though reading Bosco's mind, he added, "for selling drugs to Stacy's friends."
"Yo, I'm all for the, love can build a bridge thing, but, we've kind of got a situation on our hands." Ty voiced everyone's opinion.
"Doh." Bosco put a hand to his head, and everyone grinned.
"Alright! Lenny, come out with your hands up!" Another officer, who was stationed at the northeast curb, from the shop, yelled and waved his gun.
"And I thought my partner was screwed up." Faith smacked Bosco, and Sully once again, rolled his eyes.
"I'm coming! Don't..." a tall, skinny, red headed boy, walked out of the entrance.
"You have got to-"
"Shut up, Bosco." Sully whispered, as he continued to watch the scene ahead of him.
"I needed sugar!" the kid yelled, making Faith reach for her headache pills.
"Put the donut's down, and nobody gets hurt!" The same officer who had yelled before, tried negotiating.
"Come on! This is retarded! Did the writers walk off or something? This is- "
SMACK. Sully hit Bosco across the head, with his knight stick.
"Thank you." Faith looked down at Bosco, shrugged, and whispered to Sully.
"You hit him pretty hard, man." Davis was looking at him, lying on the ground. Seemed as though no life was in him.
"You want to join him?" Sully and Faith looked at their young partner.
"No, but, why'd you have to do that?"
"I need these donuts!" the kid continued screaming, and Sully started banging his head off the squad car.
"Just put down the pastries, son. Nobody's going to get hurt. We just want to ensure their safety." Even Faith had to look at him oddly. Donuts didn't have feelings. or did they?
"Look, its the Jolly Ollie Man!" Someone screamed, and the kid took off running.
"Damn it! The one time I knock Bosco out!" Sully smacked Bosco's face, as Davis looked offended, "I run faster then that pipsqueak!"
"Bosco is like Madonna though, naturally pissed, about nothing, and full of shit. He's great at running, he's too light."
Davis' face turned confused, as Sully yelled, "Go!" Ty stood up, and jolted after the red headed kid, silently wishing that he hadn't eaten that glazed donut earlier.
Chapter 2~ Back at the Precinct
Bosco and Faith led their witness into the fifty fifth, accompanied by a few whistles.
"Guys!" Faith yelled, and they all went back to what they were doing, as Lana slicked her hair back.
"Notice how as soon as you walk in, the guys are all over us." Bosco joked, and Faith gave him a threatening glare.
"Man, you need your pill." He jogged up the few steps, next to the front desk, and noticed a box of donuts sitting on the side.
"Hey! Where you going with that?" The Lou asked, while eating a chocolate one.
"Evidence!" Bosco lied, grabbing the box, before any cop could stop him. Cops needed their sugar rush in the morning, and if Bosco was caught depriving them, he'd be hung.
"Damn it." Lou cursed, under his breath, and Bosco continued running.
"Was that really necessary?" faith asked, as she led Lana into an interview room.
"I was teaching them a lesson." Bosco mumbled, as he took a bite into a jelly donut.
"Boz," Faith nodded her head towards Lana, and Bosco shrugged.
"What?"
"Cant you control yourself for a few minutes?"
Bosco puffed, and threw the unfinished donut back in the box. he licked his fingers, and joined Faith at the table.
"Alright, now, Lana," Bosco tried gaining back his composure, "What exactly did you see? And none of this, maybe a big kid stuff. Every kid nowadays is big, and if I have to use my frequent flyer miles-"
"Bosco! The point!" Faith hissed, and Bosco rolled his eyes.
"Right. Uh..." Bosco forgot where he was going with that, as he imagined being on a beach somewhere. No Perps, No Faith, No Problem.
"Bosco!" Faith smacked him on the leg, and he leapt in the air.
"I hear you. Not a person in this country that cant. Damn." He stuck a finger in his ear, and then he started pacing the room.
"What my partner is trying to ask you, Lana, is," Bosco glared at her, "What do you remember, that you haven't already told us?"
"Or how about telling us something that'll actually help." Faith growled at Bosco, as he jumped up onto the desk he had been sitting on earlier.
"Cant we just arrest Sully?" Bosco and Faith had instructed a younger officer, to take Lana home.
"Get your head out of your ass, Bosco." Even his eyes widened, as she shoved their radios back on the desk, telling the Lou, they needed new ones.
"Ah man, not the forty eight!" A smile flickered across the Lou's face, as Bosco slammed his fist on the desk.
"You ate my donuts, you get the bad radio."
"But I'm the best officer you've got!"
"I resent that," Sully now stood next to Bosco, handing the Lou papers he had just filled out.
"You resent anything without a cream filling." Davis covered his mouth, and came up with a sudden case of the coughs.
"Davis, you laugh, and ill shove this cup up-"
"Fifty Five David, and Charlie," the Lou nodded Sully's and Davis' way, as Bosco continued to beat his radio on his knee.
"We've got an armed robbery, in process," He looked at Bosco, he couldn't help but grin, as he moved along, "Fifty Five John is already on the scene, they've requested back up. I've volunteering you." he finished, as Sully groaned, and Bosco dropped his radio.
"Don't make me regret this." he added, taking an extra look at Bosco.
"And me, without a gift for you." Sully walked back down the steps, and headed out the door, Davis laughing, behind him.
"About time!" Mark, Fifty Five John's driver, spat at the foursome, as they ducked behind the one patrol car.
"Hey, it takes a while to find a donut shop, in the middle of New York city!" Sully was mad at the Lou for not mentioning where the robbery was. They had all smacked themselves, when it was revealed to be another donut shop.
"Yeah, whatever." Mark nodded to Davis, and watched, as Bosco and Faith struggled to find a space to sit.
"Bosco, what's up, my man?" Mark and Bosco smacked hands, as Bosco fell over.
"Don't these kids have prom's to go to or cows to tip?" they all looked at him. For someone who has lived here all of his life, he still doesn't get that if there were cows in the middle of main street, they'd probably all be eating burgers right now.
"Prom was last week," Mark said, smiling at his friend. Bosco nodded, "Stacy go?"
"Yeah, she looked amazing. Had to cover her mom's eyes though, she would have killed me, had she found out what that girl was wearing." Mark's daughter was sixteen, and the most popular girl in the school she attended. Everyone liked the fact that her father was a cop, but, they were sure not to invite her to all of their parties.
"How's Pam?" Bosco carried on the conversation, as Sully sat back. They weren't going anywhere.
"She's, working." Mark shook his head, as he found the right word.
"Lock anyone up lately?" Bosco squinted his eyes towards the door, nobody appeared to be inside, but they couldn't be sure.
"Just yesterday, actually. Some big mob boss. Carlo. Real low life. I think Larry," he referred to his partner, "and I, threw his brother in jail once."
As though reading Bosco's mind, he added, "for selling drugs to Stacy's friends."
"Yo, I'm all for the, love can build a bridge thing, but, we've kind of got a situation on our hands." Ty voiced everyone's opinion.
"Doh." Bosco put a hand to his head, and everyone grinned.
"Alright! Lenny, come out with your hands up!" Another officer, who was stationed at the northeast curb, from the shop, yelled and waved his gun.
"And I thought my partner was screwed up." Faith smacked Bosco, and Sully once again, rolled his eyes.
"I'm coming! Don't..." a tall, skinny, red headed boy, walked out of the entrance.
"You have got to-"
"Shut up, Bosco." Sully whispered, as he continued to watch the scene ahead of him.
"I needed sugar!" the kid yelled, making Faith reach for her headache pills.
"Put the donut's down, and nobody gets hurt!" The same officer who had yelled before, tried negotiating.
"Come on! This is retarded! Did the writers walk off or something? This is- "
SMACK. Sully hit Bosco across the head, with his knight stick.
"Thank you." Faith looked down at Bosco, shrugged, and whispered to Sully.
"You hit him pretty hard, man." Davis was looking at him, lying on the ground. Seemed as though no life was in him.
"You want to join him?" Sully and Faith looked at their young partner.
"No, but, why'd you have to do that?"
"I need these donuts!" the kid continued screaming, and Sully started banging his head off the squad car.
"Just put down the pastries, son. Nobody's going to get hurt. We just want to ensure their safety." Even Faith had to look at him oddly. Donuts didn't have feelings. or did they?
"Look, its the Jolly Ollie Man!" Someone screamed, and the kid took off running.
"Damn it! The one time I knock Bosco out!" Sully smacked Bosco's face, as Davis looked offended, "I run faster then that pipsqueak!"
"Bosco is like Madonna though, naturally pissed, about nothing, and full of shit. He's great at running, he's too light."
Davis' face turned confused, as Sully yelled, "Go!" Ty stood up, and jolted after the red headed kid, silently wishing that he hadn't eaten that glazed donut earlier.
