SO sorry for the update delay...I couldn't think of anything...anyways so here is another update...I took a couple idea's from Reno 911!, which I don't own. Oh and sorry for any weird mistakes...its 3am...and i'm really tired...

I also don't own Rent.

ENJOY!

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Rent 911

Roger and Collins

"I'm thirsty." Collins complained as him and Roger roamed the streets.

"Want to go grab a slushy?" Roger asked. "I'm sure we can get it for free."

Collins eyed the rocker with uncertainty. "Why do you say that?"

Roger tapped his gun. "We're cops."

Collins face softened, his eyes now taking in the uniform. "Oh shit man, I totally forgot we were still doing this…"

"Well come on lets go get some free stuff!" Roger smiled, and the two headed in the direction of a store.

A half hour later, the two exited the store with free stuff in their hands, Roger's eyes now falling on a random girl.

"Hey, Collins…don't we know that girl?" Roger asked while pointing.

Collins took in the stranger, his face brightening up. "I think we do."

Just as they were pondering who the girl was, she walked up to them so she could go inside the store.

"Excuse me miss." Collins called out causing the girl to turn around.

"Yes." She answered.

"You look familiar." Roger pointed out.

The girl smirked. "Is that like a pick up line?"

"No, you really do look familiar, have I seen you before?" Roger asked.

The girl shrugged. "I don't know where you hang out."

"The Life Café." Collins answered.

The girl shook her head. "No…nope never been before."

"Cat Scratch club?" Roger asked.

"Nope." The girl said her head then popped up with a smile. "Do you know Johnny?"

Roger eyed Collins. "Is he gay? Or a cross dresser?"

Collins returned Roger's look with a dirty one. "You think all gay's and cross dressers have a club or something?" The professor then smiled towards the girl. "Nope, don't know Johnny."

"I don't know…maybe I just have one of those faces." The girl smiled.

"Yeah that's probably it." Roger said. "Well sorry to keep you, have a good, and safe day."

"Thanks, bye!" The girl chirped and then rushed into the store.

"She was nice." Collins smiled as they began walking.

However just as they were about to jump back into their car, they heard the girl shouting in the store.

"EVERYONE PUT THEIR HANDS UP!" The girl shouted.

Collins and Roger worriedly eyed each other.

"Wanted poster!" They both shouted, and then ran into the store to capture the criminal.

Joanne and Mark

"Joanne pull over, I think I see a crazy guy on drugs." Mark pointed out.

Joanne looked out the window, her eyes landing on a guy who was running around in circles, with his mouth open.

"Wow…weird people in New York." Joanne mumbled, while she pulled the car over.

"Excuse me sir." Joanne called out as they approached the guy. The guy quickly stopped what he was doing and stared straight ahead.

"Hello officers…how are you today?" The guy asked.

"We're good, how are you feeling today?" Joanne asked.

The guy shrugged. "I could be better…"

"Are you under the influence sir?" Mark asked.

The guy eyed Mark, his face beaming with delight. "No…but I'd like to be under the influence of you…"

Mark cringed while Joanne stifled a laugh.

"You're not on any drugs?" Mark asked.

"I'm sure not." He answered while slapping Mark's ass.

"Hey!" Mark squealed while he jumped and hid behind Joanne. "There will be no touching of the officers…I have a sensitive bum…"

"It's my way of saying hello." He said.

Joanne pushed him away from Mark. "Well think of another way!"

The guy stepped back raising his hands in defense. "Hey, hey, hey no touching me…like I said it was my way of saying hello."

"Sir…please tell me the truth are you on drugs?" Joanne asked.

"No…" He nervously replied. "But I can tell you what I am on..."

"What is that?" Mark asked, while still keeping a safe distance.

"Skittles…" He replied. "I'm on Skittles…you should try them."

"By skittles do you mean, crack?" Joanne asked.

"No…but I do have a butt crack…" He giggled.

"Not funny sir!" Joanne yelled.

"Hey…be nice…or I wont give you any of my skittles." He then eyed Mark and smiled. "I will give you some though."

Mark weakly smiled while he grabbed Joanne and pulled her in front of him.

"You can't hide from me little man…I'll find you." He said.

Joanne then moved out of the way exposing Mark; the guy then lunged at the poor filmmaker and pulled him into a hug.

Joanne rolled her eyes. "Maureen must have been on skittles when she dated Mark…"

"Joanne help me…" Mark cried while he tried to run away.

Mimi and Benny

"Drunk driver pull him over." Mimi demanded while she filed her fingernails.

"How did you…" Benny asked amazed, his eyes moving from Mimi who was paying no attention to anything, and then to the car in front of them who was swerving in and out of the lanes. Benny just shrugged and turned his sirens on, successfully pulling the guy over.

"Step out of the car sir." Benny said once he was at the window.

"What…why…." The guy slurred his words. "I didn't do anything wrong."

"Just please step out of the vehicle." Benny ordered.

The guy stepped out, his body swaying back and forth.

"Have you been drinking tonight?" Benny asked.

"Nothing…" They guy said with a hiccup.

"It doesn't smell like nothing." Benny said.

"I swear!" He said. "Trust me…do I look like I would drink and drive?"

"By the way you're swaying and slurring your words, I would say yes." Benny replied.

"Oh come on…you're only basing it on two facts."

"I know how we can tell." Mimi chimed in while skipping to the car.

Benny and the guy looked towards Mimi with questioning looks.

"How?" Benny asked.

Mimi smirked. "Bring him to the back of the car."

Benny sighed, but did as he was told. "Okay so now what?"

"Okay tough guy repeat everything I do." Mimi said.

"Okay…"

Mimi smiled and then started dancing, while speaking in a rhythm. "Heel to toe, heel to toe."

"Easy…" The guy said, he then mocked Mimi's moves, while speaking the same way. "Heel to toe, heel to toe."

Mimi clapped. "Wow very good. Let's try another."

Mimi stood in position again, and then began. "Heel to toe, heel to toe, touch your nose and shake your ass."

"Easy!" The guy said, and then did the same thing.

Mimi watched on in delight, her eyes then caught Benny who was doing the same moves.

"Tada!" The guy said. "Okay…can we stop now, I'm really wasted."

Mimi laughed. "Ahhh, I caught you."

"Oh man…shit no I mean…I oh fine take me to the drunk tank." The guy said.

"Twinkle toes cuff him." Mimi grinned towards Benny who was caught off guard in a dance move.

"Yeah sure…" Benny blushed, and then dragged the guy to the cop car.

Maureen and Angel

"Prostitute." Maureen said while she excitedly pointed out her window. "Let's get her!"

Angel nodded while pulling over.

"How much?" Maureen asked with a smile on her face as they approached.

"Maureen." Angel warned.

"What I'm just having fun." Maureen giggled.

"I was just leaving…" The prostitute said.

"Uh no honey, we caught you, you were trying to sell your body." Angel said before she could get away.

The girl stopped and posed in front of Angel. "Well hello…look how damn hot I am, I make tons of money off of this body."

"I'm sorry sugar that's illegal." Angel pointed out.

Maureen nodded. "Yeah I'm sorry; this is a fake job, like your fake boobs."

"Excuse me." The girl said. "These are real."

Angel burst out into a giggle, while she checked out the girls huge barest. "I'm sorry sweetie…but one can't be that naturally big."

"Oh yes they can…how do you think I make so much money…men like big boobs, and men like them even more when they're real." She replied.

"Don't lie to us, we're the police." Maureen said.

"I'm not lying." She replied.

Maureen's face fell. "Well I guess there is only one way to find out for sure…"

"How…" Angel asked.

Maureen eyed the prostitute. "I'm going to have to feel them for myself."

The prostitute shrugged and stuck out her chest. "Be my guest."

Maureen grinned and stuck out her hand, her hand now grabbing firmly. "Wow…these do feel real." She then stuck out her other hand, her hands now touching both. "Angel you have to feel these."

Angel sighed. "Not my cup of tea Mo."

Maureen shrugged. "Whatever…you don't know what you're missing though."

"So what do you think?" The girl asked.

Maureen nodded. "I think their real…just let me squeeze a little more…" Maureen trailed while her hands massaged around. "Yeah…these are nice…I've never touched real one's this big before."

"Oh Maureen if Joanne were here, she would kick your ass." Angel smirked.

Maureen continued to play around while giving a faint shrugged. "I'm just doing my job."

"You know what…" Maureen said while she stepped back. "I'm not so sure anymore…"

"What…but you just said?" The prostitute whined.

"I know…but I'm feeling them over fabric…maybe if you took your shirt off…" Maureen suggested.

"Maureen no." Angel said, she then reached out and grabbed the prostitute's wrist and handcuffed her hands behind her back.

"Hey wait what? What you doing." The girl asked.

"Brining you back to the station." Angel said.

"That's not fair…I'm all natural!" The girl yelled.

"Sorry sugar." Angel said while she shoved her into the back seat of the car.

"I'm all natural!" She shouted again.

Angel then slammed the door shut and then looked up towards Maureen. "Yuck…she was all gross."

Maureen shrugged. "I thought she felt quite nice…"