☠ There was a loud stomping sounding through the streets of Bricksburg as a mechanical pirate made his way down them, citizens moving aside to avoid being stomped on. This was usually the norm for Metalbeard, but today, something changed. He stopped suddenly as a small metal chair pinged off of his back, parts whirring and stovepipe steaming as he slowly turned, fingers curling into a fist. ❝... Be ye needin’ somethin’, Badcop? Or is that just how ye say hello?❞

❝Hehehe, this is perfect!❞ She whispered to herself as she dropped through a grate, hanging upside down, right above Badcop. Now, all she had to do was drop behind him, and... No, wait, she landed right infront of him, knocking paperwork everywhere and generally ruining his desk.

Well, this was... this was bad. One second, you’re joyriding in a custom spaceship, the next, you’re clambering out of the cockpit, and falling directly into a police station. Benny groaned as he pushed himself up, gasping as he realised what he’d hit - the side of the Bricksburg police station, about three floors up. ❝Wow, that’s... Probably not good. Oh well, at least my spaceship isn’t broken! Now then, I just gotta get this outta here before Badcop shows up!❞