Hello, fellow fanfic readers 'n' writers! This chapter is the REAL part 3, so expect to see some mission ... stuff. Last time, we received word that the evidence has led to a result; a result to be revealed in this chapter. So, as always, please read and review!
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"Chase, we have received word that the clues have been followed and that the evidence points to... " [Okay, I learned my lesson from the last chapter, so no more guessing games. Unless you want me to put some...]
The police pup waited with bated breath as the two pups listening awaited the conclusion.
"... a gang known as 'KYS' from Foggy Bottom." [Wait - KYS? As in 'Kill Yourself'? What a name. That's as good as I am smart.]
Both pups' expressions fell to the floor, if they weren't there already. [The Expert is the embodiment of emotions on the floor.]
"Not even a conclusive answer. I better talk to them and straighten this situation out," offered The Expert.
"Chase, you'd better wake up the pups. We'll need them if something happens while we're away," instructed Ryder. [Plothill.]
"Yes, sir, Ryder, sir." [I loved that statement when Chase was voiced by Max Calinescu. No lies.] Chase ran out of the Lookout and toward the pup houses, just as Skye regained consciousness. She glared at the Bernese mountain dog, but decided to let him off. She didn't want to see the pup detective dead. [That's a little bit dark.]
The Expert ambled out of the Lookout and began to make his way to the pup house to transform it into his vehicle. However, he stopped just before the entrance, in front of a large bush. He said:
"Just how long have you been in that bush?" [Ah, so he did know that someone was there. How interesting.]
Startled, the pair of green eyes widened as their owner timidly crept out of the bush to look at the inquirer. The eyes belonged to an all-white female pup; so white that her fur was comparable to The Expert. [That's saying something.] She took a breath and said, "N-n-not long, but h-how did you kn-know that I was there?" The nervousness was evident in her voice. [I wonder why.]
"I'm an expert at these things. Anyway, what and how are you?" he replied.
"W-well, I-I'm a New Zealand heading dog. A-and I'm doing f-fine. M-my name is R-Rererangi, but you c-can call me Rere. I came here to l-look for someone."
"Did anyone send you?"
"S-sort of. M-my mother always said, 'Rere, he ataahua koe, he amatai. Kotahi ra, ka kitea e koe te kuri pai mo koe.' It m-means that - "
"'One day, you would find the perfect pup for you'?" The Expert stated, cutting her off. [In Maori. I did so much research and crash-and-burn for that segment, it's not funny.] "Is that who you're looking for?"
"Y-yes. How did you know?" she asked, dumbfounded.
"Like I said, I'm an expert at these things. So did you find him?"
"Well, n-not until recently, but I did." [That's great news!]
"Great! [I just said that! ... Ish.] Well, I have to go, so tell me who he is when I get back, okay?" The Expert requested as he transformed the pup house and drove off.
As he was disappearing, she said to herself, "I just spoke to him..." before she fainted. [Oops. ... I'll probably put the number of these in my milestone stats.]
Meanwhile, The Expert had reached the police station, where Nico greeted him and let him in to see the situation at hand. The Expert stoically demanded to know what had happened. [I was going to say something, but it would have been stupid, so I'll still say it because I'm still stupid. 'He says it stoically because he's a stoic.' See what I mean?]
"Well, you see, there were multiple hand- and fingerprints on the bag and on the shards," one of the forensics explained.
"Bring the entire gang in to be interrogated. I will handle it," The Expert said bluntly. [Well, his character description does say that, so...]
"Of course. We will bring them in for you," promised Nico.
"Thank you."
With that, a group of officers was called and sent to find KYS. [I still don't like that name.]
They returned shortly after, with five others who were clearly KYS members. The gang was taken to the interrogation room, where The Expert was waiting, with Ryder and Chase (who had just arrived) beside him.
"Glad to see you, KYS. All of you can come in. This won't be long," said The Expert.
"Whatever," was the gang's leader's mumbled answer.
The Expert motioned to Ryder, who handed him a card of some sort, and The Expert read out what it said.
"All of you are going to prison." [Oh no; he's not going to do this again, is he?]
One of the five KYS members began to voice his opinions very fiercely indeed. All heads turned to him.
"Wrong card." The Expert quasi-chastised Ryder as the rant continued. [Oh, that's a relief.]
"Sorry," Ryder pseudo-apologised and handed him another card.
To the KYS members, The Expert said, "My bad. Rather, 'one of you is going to prison'." [This has to be a test, right? If not, then he lied about being an expert interrogator. ... Then again, that scenario is impossible.]
The rant gradually died down as the pup 'corrected' himself.
The albino pup detective looked at the suspects and deduced which one was guilty from that little exercise. He would-have-smiled and said, "Thanks for coming. We appreciate you coming by. Have a nice day." [Unimportant note: would-have-smiling is Exactly What It Says On The Tin. The Expert would have smiled, but since he doesn't, he didn't.]
With that, the gang filed out and everyone stared ludicrously at the interrogator.
"What now? We still don't know who it was," inquired Ryder.
Just then, Chase barged in.
"But I do," he and The Expert said at the same time. [Chase does too? That's a bit new.]
"You do?" Everyone was shocked. [I'm not surprised. Are you surprised? I don't think that either of us is surprised. If you're surprised, surprise me.]
"Yeah. One of the guys out there - " Chase began.
" - acted differently than the others," The Expert finished.
"So whoever that is, he's the felon," Ryder stated. [That is correct! And your prize is ... a new car - nah, just having some game show fun. Hope you didn't mind!]
"Indeed. But what do you say to waiting another day? It could be bad to go after them so quickly," the albino Bernese mountain dog suggested. [Plothill.]
"Why? They could change their location and then we'd never find them! I vote that we go now!" Chase protested. [Plothill. ... We'll see which idea is the plothill later.]
"Alright, Chase. We'll go now, as you raised a good point," The Expert said in transparent annoyance, "but if we're going to do this, we need a plan." [Okay - that's an undisputed plothill there. No questions asked.]
"And I have just the plan," Ryder said knowingly.
The Expert entered the gang KYS's territory and observed the surroundings. His eyes roved around until he spotted the gang member that was responsible for the theft. He signaled to two police officers, one of which was Chase; the other was a man named Kris. The two crept stealthily around to the back of the area as the pup detective approached the offender.
"Hello," he said stoic-cheerfully. He was acknowledged with a snort. [Guess what 'stoic-cheerfully' means. Easy guessing game.]
"I'm here to arrest you." [Epic bluntness!]
The thief wheeled around. He began to walk toward the pup and glared at him menacingly. "How will you arrest me..." he began.
As he was saying this, The Expert mouthed to Chase, 'Call Marshall now!' [Why? Will there be a problem?]
Chase got the message and contacted the EMT pup, saying, "Marshall, get down to Foggy Bottom! Turn at the first alley on the right..."
"... when you can't even breathe?" the KYS member finished. [He's trying to kill him?! He can't do that!]
"... and drive straight from there! Hurry!" Chase all but screamed.
"Guess I die now," The Expert said without flinching. [This just got Darker And Edgier really quickly.]
"Yeah," was the dark reply. [Even the story says so!]
The felon pulled out a serrated knife and proceeded to cut the pup detective straight down the middle of his skull. The Expert knew that this would happen, and sidestepped the death blow; however, the knife still left four gashes on his left flank. He collapsed. [Oh no.]
"How will I arrest you now?" The Expert asked weakly, between coughs.
"Yeah, how?" the felon asked rhetorically, with a smirk.
Then there was a click and a voice sounded out, "Like this." [Ha! Gotcha. The plan worked!]
The thief looked behind him and saw Chase and Kris, also smirking. He growled in disdain at being fooled as he was led away by the human officer. [Too bad, man.]
Chase, on the other hand, made a mad dash to the fallen Bernese mountain dog as Marshall arrived on the scene. [I'm gonna keep quiet because this is no time for funny business.]
"Marshall! Over here!" Chase yelled.
Marshall immediately recognised the severe problem in front of them. He drove over and brought out a stretcher.
Marshall barked. "Bandage!" A roll of white gauze was launched from his red pup pack. Marshall quickly and carefully wrapped up the albino pup and, with Chase's help, put him onto the stretcher. The Expert was then rushed to the Lookout.
As they approached the Lookout, Rererangi saw the ambulance and became very concerned about The Expert, and carefully crept into the Lookout to see what was happening. When she saw her favourite pup on the stretcher, wrapped in gauze, and unconscious, she began to cry. She ran toward The Expert, while the others just stared at her in bewilderment. Her tears didn't seem to know when to stop.
When Chase approached to talk to her, she growled so menacingly that everyone backed off and left the building.
Rere turned her attention back to The Expert. "Why... why did this have to happen?" she asked between more tears. "I didn't even have the chance to tell him... while he was awake... that I love him. Why?" She tried to compose herself, and eventually managed to do so. She leaned closer to her favourite pup and gave him a long, slow lick up the side of his muzzle, before lying next to him and saying to him, "I love you..." [Right. Seriousness is done and more funny comments in the next chapter. Please enjoy!] Not far away, however, was Chase. He was listening to what Rere was saying, and smiled as he heard her confession.
"Well done, The Expert, Well done. You really are an expert at these things," he said as he crept away. [Oh yeah. He is amazing, isn't he?]
And "Mission" Chapter 3 is done! I'm not lying when I say that the last part was a spur-of-the-moment dark addition to this, normally peaceful, story. I sincerely hope that that is not a problem for you all. And I also hope that this chapter answered some questions for you. Anyway, please read and review and let me know!
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