Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Tank Police Division 195 ❯ Biker Girls and Mischievoud Boys ( Chapter 8 )

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Tank P olice Division 195
Chapter Eight: Biker Girls and Mischievous Boys

And t he Chief has the nerve to call us reckless. Trowa muttered. What were you thinking throwing a grenade into a truck full of weapons and ammunition?

The Miscreants from the 195th had been introduced to the Banes of the
181st; three officers, all female. Hilde, a spunky young woman with
dark purple-black hair, was the rookie of the three. She still wasn't quite
used to her partners' quirks. At the moment, she was looking very nervous.

Trowa was very surprised to see his sister Catherine there. While he knew that she worked in the 181st motorcycle division, he never expected to run
into her on-assignment. Catherine was equally surprised but seemed to recover
faster than her brother and was coolly observing the scene unfolding before
her.

The grenade-wielding psycho as Wufei called her, was called Dorothy (1) who was currently engaged in a glaring contest with Heero. The shootout was going
nowhere and I have better things to do than stand around and waste ammo.
Dorothy quipped, not breaking eye contact with the ex-soldier.

At least we're not going to get chewed out by the Chief this time. Quatre sighed. Besides, aren't you guys overeating a bit? I mean, the blast really wouldn't have killed us since we were in the tanks he trailed off as Heero, Duo, and Wufei glared at him.

That's right, and my partners were already behind the other tanks so the only lives I risked were my own an d the stupid criminals', so lay off.

Dorothy's right. There's no point in making a big deal about it. Catherine agreed, shooting a glance at Trowa daring him to disagree.

Uh, guys, shouldn't we go back to the station? Hilde said. Our job is done here, and the cleanup crew just arrived so we should go back and file a report.

Hilde, you really need to learn the finer points of goofing off on the job. We just got done with this bust and we're entitled to a little break. Besides, we don't really need to be back right away.

Every time you say that we get in trouble.

Name one time we've gotten in trouble for not going back right away.

There was the time after the Fogerty Robbery when we ended up in that car chase with the guys from the 190th and wrecked are bikes, and the time we went
for coffee after the 78th street bust and Dorothy go shot in the arm
by a guy trying to rob the place, and then there was the time when

I said one dammit! Catherine huffed, earning snickers from Dorothy and
the guys. Wipe that grin off your face, Trowa Barton (2). Trowa turned around
but you could tell by the way his shoulders shook that he was still laughing.
You're such a jerk!

Now, now. Dorothy tisked. Don't take your frustration out on your brother. Just because you don't see the humor in it doesn't mean you get to spoil everyone else's fun. Besides, I want to go back and tell everyone how the bust went.

Oh wonderful, now we get to hear you bragging all afternoon. The clear-eyed girl rolled her eyes and moved towards her motorcycle. See you around boys, and Trowa, you are so in for it when I get home. Dorothy and Hilde also said their goodbyes and the three of them sped off to the 181st.

You know, for a maniac with strange eyebrows Dorothy's kind of cool. Duo
commented.

She's a reckless idiot is what she is. Heero muttered.

You're just mad because she stole your thunder. Wufei smirked.

Bite me, Chang.

Ooh! I struck a nerve! Soldier-boy can't stand not being in the spotlight!

Shut up!

All right, knock it off. Trowa said, before either of them could start a fight. Shouldn't we be heading back to HQ?

Yeah, let's go back you guys. Duo said. Besides, I've got stuff to do Hearing that, Quatre immediately began to worry for his job security.

Back at the 195th, Chief Une, Captain Scot, Sargeant Peacecraft and
Officer Noin were discussing the Tseratopolis arson case thus far. The
prisoners they had been interrogating earlier still refused to divulge anymore
information but some new information was obtained from one of Mr. Tseratopolis'
employees.

So what do we do now? Officer Noin asked. All we have to go on so far is that
Mr. Tseratopolis is being threatened by someone who wants his property bad
enough to burn the place down.

Easy, we track down Tseratopolis. Captain Scot snorted.

And where do you propose we start looking? Une said. Nobody knows where he is or where he could have gone to. The man has never been out of this city in his
life and none of his out-of-town relatives have seen him.

OhrightI knew that. Chief Une and Officer Noin rolled their eyes.

So what would you have us do? Milliardo Peacecraft asked as his captain muttered to himself.

Right now there isn't much of anything that we can do but wait. Une leaned back in her chair and took off her glasses. In the meantime, keep checking up on Tseratopolis' relatives. He's bound to contact one of them or one of
them might remember something. Just keep your eyes and ears open. I also want
you three to check out the store again. We may have missed something earlier
because of the debris.

Yes ma'am. Scot, Noin, and Peacecraft saluted.

Dismissed. The Chief sighed and leaned even further back into her chair. Something big is going on, I can smell itShe reached into her desk for a pen and came across an empty pocky box. Who's been eating in my office?

Relena was somewhat annoyed at having to go back to the office. She had really been looking forward to going home and having a long soak in the bathtub. Alas, it was not meant to be. She muttered sarcastically. Absently she turned up the
volume on the radio. After a while she started singing along with it.

All alone / /But I'm in a crowded room / / I'm sinking, in quicksand tonight / / You pick me up/ / And I shine across the sky till morning/ / Then you color me in/ / Guess it won't amount to much/ / Seems to me I've lost my touch/ / I'm back in line/ / Don't believe a thing they saytoday/ / Turn around and walk away/ / Everything will go your way, I pray/ / Seems we all get lost amongst the pigeons and the crumbs. (3)

The office was abuzz with excitement as various interns and secretaries bustled
about making appointments, canceling and rescheduling meetings, and taking paperwork to various offices. Angie rushed up to Relena looking more than a little worn out.

Angie, what's The secretary cut her off.

Sorry, Relena but you have to go see the mayor right away. He insisted that I send you to him the moment you got here. She said, hurriedly shoving the representative through the oaken double-doors.

The mayor's office was an expansive room with beautiful oaken furniture and several paintings of landscapes. The large window looked out towards the city center. A rather rotund man with a mop of wild, red (and graying) hair was pacing around the room, brown eyes occasionally darting towards the window. Relena gave a little cough to make her presence known. Oh, there you are Relena.

Mr. Mayor. Relena said, as cordially as she could manage.

I suppose you're wondering why I called you here? Relena stayed silent and
waited for the mayor to continue. We just got word that a very important
diplomat is visiting this city on his tour of the country and is arriving in
two days. I called you in because his son is accompanying him and we need
somebody to keep her entertained as he will, most likely, not be visiting the
same places as his father.

The young woman fumed. He called me down here just to make me baby-sit some rich
brat?! We have liaisons for that, why is he making me do this?! He knows
I'm supposed to have the weekend offThe mayor continued, totally unaware of
his subordinate's inner ranting.

Meanwhile, at the 195th, Une was busily going through the reports of the day.
Her concentration was completely on the stack of papers in front of her, so she
didn't hear the ceiling tile being removed until it was much too late

BLOOSH

Une screamed as the freezing cold water hit her from above, then roared in outrage as the water seeped into her clothes. Apparently, three was a decent amount of bleach in the water because the color in the fabric ran and spotted.
AAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!

Ah, music to my ears Captain Scot sighed contentedly as the screams echoed
through the precinct.

You like it? I call it 'Maxwell's Revenge Symphony - Part One' Duo smirked as he lowered himself from the ceiling.

Baka. Heero snorted from where he sat on the gun turret of a tank.

You do realize that Une'll probably kill you. Trowa (who was in on the joke)
chided mildly.

How's she going to know? Besides, I only removed the ceiling tile, Wu's the one that poured the water on her. As he said this, Wufei dropped down from the ceiling.

Well it's not as grueling as the torture she put us through, but I feel better. The Chinese man smirked.

Quatre sighed from where he was sitting. I wonder what tomorrow will bringWhy do I think it will be similar?(4)



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