*Back to the future theme song playing*

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Thank you again everyone who reviewed, favorited and followed, ya'll are the best! Special thanks to DaydreamingDuma, who has greatly inspired me while I've been writing this. :D

Hope you enjoy this next chapter and please review, Thank you!

-Shire from CollieandShire

Chapter Three

Of course it was just like Batman to show up in the middle of trying to rack up your courage to ask a girl on a date.

Emmet and Good Cop were standing on Brickway Street, the bank that Bad Cop had stopped an attempted robbery earlier that day right behind them. They stood in silence as they stared at the girl, who was still walking down the sidewalk. "Y'know, I'm surprised she's still walking down the same street you first saw her on." Emmet commented. "Perhaps this match was made by the Man Upstairs."

Good Cop was almost shaking from head to toe and could only manage a court nod in agreement. "My mind went blank." He squeaked. "What do I say? What do I do?"

Told you this wasn't going to end well, dummy. I foresee a stool beating ahead…

Emmet scratched his chin thoughtfully, unaware of the plotting going on in Bad Cop's part of Good Cop's head. "Gosh, I forgot too. Was it 'hello' or 'hi'? I don't remember!"

"What are you two brickheads-I mean, upstanding Lego citizens doing here?"

The sound of Batman's voice sent Good Cop and Emmet careening into the air-before gravity did its duty and brought them face first back to earth.

"Oh, Batman, it's just you!" Emmet chuckled nervously.

Good Cop leapt up and his head swiveled. "Mff, mugh, AUGH!" Bad Cop's muffled voice snarled from beneath the Cloak of Band-Aid.

Good Cop shoved his way back onto the scene. "Sorry about that." He mumbled.

Batman eyed the two Lego minifigures suspiciously. "What the heck is that about?" he grunted, gesturing to Good Cop. "Why is your Bad Cop side plastered over?"

"Uhmmm," Good Cop stammered, then turned to Emmet helplessly.

Emmet cleared his throat. "We're trying to get Good Cop a date without Bad Cop ruining it." He explained, pointing across the street where the black-haired Lego girl continued to walk up and down the sidewalk aimlessly for no reason at all.

Batman glanced at the female, then back at Good Cop. "You're going to ask a plain girl like that on a date?"

"She's gorgeous!" Good Cop sighed, turning away from Batman to gaze on his one true love. "Look at her beautiful plastic hair and her perfectly etched figure!"

"I don't see what's so special about her." Batman whispered to Emmet, who had to agree with him for once.

"I don't know either, but everyone is special some way or another. Obviously Good Cop sees something in her that we cannot." He shrugged as he adjusted his red hard hat. "And now we're just trying to get him to walk across the street and say 'hi'. Or 'hello'. I don't remember which one we were going to use…"

Batman was clearly unimpressed with the situation and rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Good luck Good Cop, tell Bad Cop I'm looking forward to our next fight." He told the uniformed officer.

Switch.

All that could be seen of Bad Cop's face was the Cloak as he roared something or another from beneath its sticky grasp.

The Dark Knight laughed in that raspy way of his. "Y'know, I kinda like this solution. You should wear that all the time Bad Cop, I think it makes you way more attractive."

With that the Batman did a ninja move and disappeared without trace, leaving Emmet to scratch his head in wonderment. "How does he do it?" he muttered under his breath.

Switch.

Good Cop came back onto the scene and once more took a deep breath. "Okay, so I go and say hi to her and she'll know I want her to mark her calendar for a date?" he reaffirmed with the construction worker.

"I think so." Emmet nodded. "Sounds good! Go get 'em Good Cop!"

The policeman nodded and held his breath. You can do this, you know you can. Bad Cop shoved his positive outlook away. Hmph, just watch as you fail.

He closed his eyes, straightened his shoulders and marched his way across the street, forgetting it's generally not a good idea to cross the street with your eyes closed.

Bricksburg was bustling at this time of day, the height of activity and usefulness at its peak as the citizens of the great city went about their daily work. The people of Bricksburg relied on multiple ways of transportation-from walking to running to cars. And cars don't drive on sidewalks.

Screeeeechhhhhh!

Good Cop found himself twenty feet from his mark and flat on the ground with a car on top of him, staring up at the underside of the vehicle. Epic failure! Bad Cop laughed inwardly.

"Good Cop!" Emmet yelled from across the street.

The friendly officer could see the forms of several feet racing towards him as concerned Legos hoped to come to the aid of the trapped Good Cop. He continued to lie on his back as he tried to piece together what he'd done wrong.

Oh yeah, perhaps I should have walked across the street with my eyes open. He mused.

You are so hopeless.

Someone grabbed his arm and pulled him out. Good Cop found himself looking up into the concerned face of Emmet as the Special leaned down to help him up. "Are you okay? I thought you'd get disassembled the way that car hit you!" Emmet cried.

Good Cop nodded and dusted himself off. "It's okay everyone, you can go back to your activities!" he called to the citizens as he noticed the loitering of the Legos was causing traffic jams. "Move along! Nothing to see here!"

He and Emmet walked onto the sidewalk as traffic resumed as normal. "That was really close. I'm so glad you're okay." Emmet commented, scratching his head. "Now, back to what you were supposed to be doin-"

"Are you okay sir? I saw that car hit you!"

Good Cop turned around to address the concerned feminine voice-and his heart stopped.

*Pretty girl music playing*

He could barely breath as he stared into her plain black eyes, her black hair illuminated by the sun behind her. Everything about her screamed the one for youuuuu! Or was that the song he heard playing in the background?

She glanced down shyly and waited for his reply to her question, making her all the more stunning in his eyes. But no words came.

Good Cop's mind was blank. Even Bad Cop didn't have anything to snap or mouth off at him for the occasion. His mind was a slate of nothingness. And she was waiting for him to say something…

"Go on, Good Cop." Emmet whispered behind him. "Say hi."

Time stopped. He froze up, his breath didn't come and his eyes remained glued to her face. Emmet's reminder pricked something in his head and he realized he had to say hi. This was his chance to get his one true love.

Say hi, say hi.

Good Cop swallowed and opened his mouth, his very future of singleness hanging in the balance as he made the move to show his undying love to this Lego he had never spoken to in his life.

Then it happened.

BANG! An explosion sent Good Cop, the girl and Emmet flying into the street, where Good Cop was promptly run over again by another speeding car.

He scooted from beneath the vehicle and leapt up, catching sight of the Lego girl. She seemed to be okay and was running towards him.

"Officer, are you alright?" she cried out.

He didn't have time to stop it, the force of his nature was too strong as Bad Cop swiveled him out of the way and ripped the Cloak off his face. NOOO!

"AUGH!" Bad Cop yelled, putting a claw hand up to his cheek. Business was right, these are really painful to take off.

Bad Cop whirled around to figure out what had caused the explosion, ready to administer a severe stool beating to the threat causer. What came face-to-face with him nearly sent him twenty feet backwards.

"Sir?" she asked, looking at him with great concern. She didn't seem fazed in the least he'd just switched faces-then again all the citizens of Bricksburg were fully aware that the Chief of Police had two sides to him.

Bad Cop swallowed, stepping back in trepidation. "I, uhh," he stammered, not realizing this was more than Good Cop had been able to say. Please, say hi to her! I promise I'll help you out more than I do now, I'll even fight bad guys! Good Cop begged inside his head. Please!

"I, well…" his voice trailed off as Good Cop's romance hung in the balance. "H-have a city to save!" he proclaimed, shoving past the female and running in the opposite direction. A pang of guilt struck him but he pushed it aside-he had to figure out what had caused that explosion. His duty was more important than Good Cop's romance.

~oOo~

It took about five seconds for him to remember that Emmet had been right along with him when the explosion had happened-and now he was gone.

Perhaps a car had careened him farther away than Bad Cop, but the officer thought it was more involved than that. No, he figured it had more to do with the dark-haired Lego with a ram horn helmet on his head and a staff in hand, standing on top of the Octan tour. It helped that this odd figure was also holding a rope that attached to the innocent construction worker, who was currently dangling a thousand feet up from the new headquarters of President Business.

"Oh, darn." Bad Cop growled, staring up at Emmet's dilemma.

Everywhere one looked criminals ran around like crazy, blowing things up and robbing anything that looked valuable. Robbers, super villains, aliens, Russian and German soldiers from Indiana Jones-the list was endless.

Citizens ran screaming in all directions, the city was in utter chaos. It was hard to think, let alone act, with so much noise.

But Bad Cop didn't let that stop him.

"Hiyya, heyya!" he shouted, kicking and punching any villain who was stupid enough to get near him. He felled a Russian soldier, took out the Penguin and karate chopped a weird Crocodile thing that he could only assumed came from Chima.

"Who on earth let all the villains out?" A flustered Superman flew by, taking out an unsuspecting Joker with a swift punch.

"Hey, that's my arch-nemesis, go pick on your enemy!" Batman shouted from the ground as he pulled up in his Batmobile.

Bad Cop nodded with satisfaction that even though he was outnumbered a thousand to one on the job, aid was coming in mass. His robots were arriving in their patrol cars and protagonists from every corner of the worlds imaginable were appearing everywhere.

Now all he had to do was figure out how to save Emmet…

"You there!" he shouted, pointing up at whom he now recognized to be the Asgardian Loki. It didn't matter if the slime ball was on top of the Octan tour, he knew somehow he'd hear him. It was a Lego world, after all. "What do you want with that dumb construction worker?"

"Thanks for the compliment!" Emmet yelped as Loki tied off the rope to the TV antenna on top of the tour.

"Ah, if it isn't the prestigious Bad Cop." Loki sneered from the tour, walking into a position where he could see the officer a little better. "'Police' to meet you!"

Why does everyone use that corny joke? He groaned, kicking Zod as he ran by and sending the warlord into the ground before turning his gaze back to the Lego of mischief. "You don't have any right to what you're doing, I'm in line to beat him up first!"

"I'm going to hold the Special as ransom in exchange for the rule of Bricksburg city!" Loki laughed.

Another random villain passed by Bad Cop, who grabbed the antagonist by the arm and sent him flying into a building. "Dummy!" he snorted. "Haven't you heard? The Special really isn't the Special, he's as ordinary as the rest of us!"

Loki seemed a little taken back by this and he glanced down at Emmet. "Is that true?"

The frightened Lego nodded his head vigorously to get the point across.

"Oh, well in that case-" Loki cut the rope with his scepter, sending Emmet cascading down screaming at the top of his lungs.

Bad Cop moaned under his breath and ran towards the base of the Octan tour. I'm going to strangle whoever let all these villains out. And I bet I know who did it!

And to anyone questioning the sanity of this writer...you're right, I'm a bit on the crazy side. It's called "I'm from a family of nine kids and imagination is what we used to entertain ourselves." :D

See you at the next chapter!

-Shire