Lord Of
The Nuthouse
Disclaimer: A fun little thing that came to me recently.
Summary: Sometimes, Quentin Lance wonders why the Hell he sticks around in a place full of nutjobs.
Another day, another perp or two busted. That is, if the men and women under Captain Quentin Larry Lance's command in the 22nd Precinct in the Glades could successfully do their jobs that is. As sometimes, the man regretted asking for new blood to come to his Precinct after that damned shootout with Daniel Brickwell that had caused him to lose half of his people! Whether to months long needed recovery periods or death. As a majority of the new blood could barely tie their shoe laces together as far as he could tell! Which sadly included his youngest child as she tended to try and be Dirty Harry at times with little success! "Hey dad! Nate, Ray, and I managed to catch Machin!" Declared Sara as she burst into his office without bothering to knock.
His youngest looking rather roughed up too for that matter as he looked at her with doubt on his face. "Sweetie… Are you sure?"
Sara scoffed at his doubtful tone. "Yes, daddy, we're sure!"
And to prove her point, Nate and Ray were seen dragging a yelling and fighting Lonnie 'Anarky' Machin. Stunning Lance in the process! "Huh, I'll be damned."
"I WILL NOT BE HELD BACK BY YOU TOOLS OF THE GOVERNMENT!"
To prove his words, Machin managed to get free and ran for the Hills. "OW! HE MADE ME BREAK A NAIL WITH THAT PUSH!" Squealed out Officer Oliver Queen as Lance just groaned and Sara winced.
"Umm… I'll be right back, daddy. MACHIN! GET BACK HERE!"
Why the Hell do I stick around this Nuthouse for!?
"KID! QUIT WHINING ABOUT YOUR NAIL AND HELP GET THE PERP!" Roared out Slade as he ran by Lance's office.
Lance just groaned again and hit his head repeatedly on his desk. Wondering why God was cursing him for not the first time!
Author's Notes: Heh, that was fun!