The Academy
Disclaimer: A re-watch of the first three Police Academy films is entirely the blame for why this one exists.
Summary: After his son's latest shenanigans, Robert Queen decides to try a different approach in disciplining his son. Whether or not the entirety of the Police Force will be happy about it is another thing.
Starling City, Washington 2007 At The 12th Precinct's Interrogation Room
"Well, here we are again with you getting yourself into another fine mess." Declared Robert Queen gruffly as he came into the 12th Precinct's Interrogation Room.
Where his son, Oliver 'Ollie' Queen, was currently at and sitting at a table looking entirely unconcerned with everything. Though he did roll his eyes at the tone he heard from his dear old dad. Who is the CEO of Queen Consolidated, a multi-billion dollar company that gave the Queen family quite a bit of status in their city. "Oh, come on, dad, its not like its a big deal."
"Not a big deal!? You totaled a Convertible and made a nervous woman even more nervous then what she already is!"
"Its not my fault she was there when I totaled that Convertible! Just pay her therapy bill and all is right with the world. No need to make such a big deal out of it." Oliver replied nonchalantly as he chewed on a finger nail.
His father just looked at him and let out a sigh of disgust. "Clearly your mother and I have failed you if you're this cavalier about things. Its also clear that using our status to get you out of trouble is another failure on our part."
Oliver just scoffed, confident that his dear old dad and mom weren't going to do a damn thing. "And that's why I'm gonna give you two choices, son." Declared the man and causing his son to look at him.
"Oh yeah? What's that?"
Choices that no doubt were going to be stupid as Hell. And ones he'd easily be able to get himself out of in some way or another. "Jail time or you join the Police Academy."
That greatly surprised the arrogant youth as he stared at his dad in shock! "You're… You're joking."
Robert leaned down and looked his son dead in the eyes. "I'll even let Quentin personally escort you to Iron Heights, son." Replied the man dead seriously, knowing full well of the other man's opinions about his son due to Oliver's involvement with Lance's oldest, Laurel Lance.
A young girl who's heart had been played with on more then one occasion by Oliver for that matter. Why she continued to go back to his son, the older man didn't know and he was certain it wasn't cause of his social status but genuine feelings on her part. But genuine feelings only went so far however where being cheated on and the like was concerned. "Are you serious!? I wouldn't last a day in that place!"
"Maybe, maybe not. But its either jail time or the Academy. You're choice, Oliver."
Letting out an annoyed sigh, Oliver quickly made his decision. "I'll… I'll go with the Academy." Inwardly, his father grinned in a satisfied matter.
"Then I'll get the travel arrangements ready then. But here's the gist, you can't quit and nor will you have any access to Queen funds."
"Seriously!?"
"Dead serious, son, dead serious."
There's no way mom's gonna let this happen. And if I can't quit? Big deal! I'll just get myself thrown out! And that shouldn't be too difficult of a thing to do!
Taking a deep breath and exhaling, the young Queen Scion just shook his head as his little plan cemented itself in his mind. "Fine, whatever."
Besides, even if the slim possibility of his mom agreeing to his dad's stupid idea, he'd get himself kicked out in a day easily. And back home in time for Raisa's awesome cooking! It was a full proof plan and he was confident it couldn't go wrong!
Several Days Later In Chicago
An unhappy Oliver Queen stood in line behind a random person as being all the way in Chicago had definitely not been part of his plans! Nor had his mom actually agreeing to the whole damned thing since she too was apparently quite fed up with his shenanigans! This freaking sucks…
Sure, there was some hot looking chicks, Sara Lance for whatever reason among them, but it still sucked. "Alright you worthless punks! Its time to get you a room that you'll be staying in for the full 14 weeks that you're all here! And once that's done, its time for your first day of training!" Declared a man who had identified himself as Harris with an evil looking grin on his face. And it seemed like the other two with him were sharing that same grin as well.
Great, I just had to get put with a guy who practically screams 'asshole'.
Probably hated his job too but couldn't do anything else!
Author's Notes: Sorry if this suffers any.