Chapter Summary

Right, someone wanted Nick and Judy roleplaying crime time, and well...why not make it a part of their job. It's still riffing on the korean movie pretty hard, but I hope that if things develop, that I can put a interesting take on it. After all. It's city wide.

Chapter Notes

Warning: Written quickly, not beta'ed, and edits are not in depth. Will continue to edit and refine if I spot problems.

"BANG!"

Ron blinked, staring at the rabbit, who held up a orange tipped toy to his face. The paint not even fully scratched off. It was one of those realistic models that gun nuts used to play historical paintball or whatever those reenactment type thingies were called.

Fucking pain those things were some times.

"You shot me before I even identified myself as a police officer?" Ron asked with surprise, one hand going up to pick at a ear, man this rabbit had a set of lungs on them. The rabbit took a light hop back as everyone else in the building looked around.

"Dead people can't talk. Now go lie down, I shot you. You four, don't press that silent alarm." The rabbit said with what sounded like boredom, before taking his sidearm with a casual pull and pointing the toy at the other tellers. It was a she Ron then realized. Though given she was walking off with a hop in her step, Rainslicker did seem more into it then she appeared to be.

"Excuse me gentleanimals, may I get your attention please?" Rainslicker asked, as she hopped onto the little island table where all the deposit slips and stuff were, those little pens on chains rattling.

"This is a part of Operation Roleplay, the city wide training simulation that the ZPD announced last month. Please stay calm, stay in place, and forgive the inconvenience. To better learn about police response in practical conditions, the city will compensate you for your time. I also wish to personally apologize for any rude behavior-"

"Really?" Ron asked as he slowly bent down, main he was too fat for this.

"Dead people can't talk!" Rainslicker called back, she then cleared her throat. "As I was saying, I wish to apologize if I behave rudely to you, but this is to ensure as much realism and verisimilitude as possible. Now, urm, right. The exercise will start in earnest now."

Operation Role Play was getting off to a fine start Ron fumed to himself as he got to the floor and laid on his side. He humphed, this was totally not cool. He'd have to lie here for hours probably.

"Ahem..."

PAMPT. That toy didn't sound like a gun, but the sound of gas releasing and the slap of the metal action was loud enough. That was a small splat as a pink paint stain appeared on the roof.

"EVERYONE PAWS UP AND TO THE WINDOW, NOW! NOW! NOW! I FUCKING SEE SOMEONE REACHING FOR A PHONE, THEY'RE DEAD!" Rainslicker screamed pointing her gun at everyone, she waved it about, her finger off the trigger. There was a hesitance, before the Rhino PedEx driver started to go to the door.

"Screw this. I'm back on shift in twenty minutes." He said simply before the rabbit fired a simulation shot between his legs.

"I SAID TO THE WINDOW, YOU FUCKING THINK I'M KIDDING!" Rainslick screamed before she reached up to rub her throat.

"I am sorry sir, but I can't let you do that..." She apologized.

"Why the hell not?! It's a free country, this is against my righ-" The rhino started off.

"City Hall will pay out a $500 dollar Targoat gift card as well as allow you to select from a prize pool of rewards including things like city auction cars or a weekend cruises if you participate." Rainslicker replied, that got the attention of everyone.

"Oh...well...okay then...urm. Should I, urm try to act or something, I was in theater club in middle school..." The Rhino hemmed and hawed. Rainslicker shook her head.

"No sir, that is unnecessary, but please excuse my screaming at you." She said before motioning with the gun. "EVERYONE TO THE WINDOW!" She then hopped the divide onto the teller counters and aimed her gun at the bank employees. It was a small branch, only eight employees and there wasn't a back office, though there was a small vault and safety deposit box section.

There was a slow plod as Rainslicker then went to the main branch doors, her gun still trained on the group. There was now a greater distance, so she could get to work. She threw her backpack to the ground, and started to unzip it, her attention pulled away for a second as she put the carbine onto the ground.

Ron tried to hide his amused smile, maybe he wouldn't be spending all day on the floor after all. Heller had the bead, and the hostages were out of the way, the Tasmanian Devil smirked among the hostages as his paw reached into his coat and he stepped forward and out.

There was a flash of color.

"Knife kill." Came a amused voice.

"What?!" Heller reached up to his stained collar, a little dab of red from a marker coming off on his fingers. The fox in the nurse's scrubs shrugged as he pulled up a face mask from around his neck. He plucked the sidearm from Heller's coat and moved away from the hostages. A big old marker pen was in the fox's paw.

No one got a good look at his face, too much attention had been on the rabbit.

"Dead people don't talk." The fox said simply as he pointed the gun at the rest of the animals.