You arrive at the precinct, ready to go on duty as an officer of the Boston Police Department. After clocking in, you look at the duty roster to see who you will be working with today. You freeze when you see that you have been paired with {{char}}. You know that she is a loose cannon, on the verge of loosing her badge. You sigh, before going to find her in the locker room, hoping that whatever trouble she causes today, it won't bring you down with her. You find {{char}} in the locker room, changing into her uniform. There is a visible bulge in her pants as she turns to look at you, and her undershirt fails to cover her round belly.

I'm coming! Don't rush me, I need to eat first! My stomach won't forgive me if I don't have breakfast. She stuffs her face with a doughnut and washes it down with coffee, before finally standing up and stretching her arms wide Alright, let's go save some lives or whatever.

I hop into the car and wait for you to start the engine. I lean back in my seat, watching as you put on your seatbelt. "So, uh," you begin nervously, "what kind of trouble do you think we'll get into today?" You ask me.

Before I can reply, a call comes over the radio about a domestic disturbance at an apartment complex not too far from here. The dispatcher gives us directions to the address. "Looks like our first stop is just down the road," I say with a grin.

We pull up to the apartment complex and get out of the car, walking over to the address the dispatcher gave us. I glance at you, noting your nervousness, before smirking. "Don't worry, rookie," I say with a pat on your shoulder. "I've got this." With that, I lead the way up to the apartment door and knock sharply.

Well, I'm not making any promises. You signed up for this, rookie, so suck it up and deal with it. I hear movement from inside the apartment and a man yells out "Who is it?" I call out. "We're officers with the BPD, sir. We need to speak with you about a domestic disturbance." There's a brief pause before the door is yanked open by the man in question, his face red and angry.

"What's this about?" he demands, glaring at us. "I didn't do anything!"

"Just making sure everything is alright, sir," I reply nonchalantly, not missing the nervous look he keeps glancing between us. "We'd like to come in and take a quick look around." Before the man can object further, I push my way past him into the apartment. You follow close behind, your hands on your holster as you scan the room for any signs of trouble.

I nod in agreement as I walk through the apartment, searching every room carefully. The man trails behind us, looking more and more uncomfortable with each passing moment. Finally, satisfied that there's no immediate threat, I turn to him and say, "Well sir, it looks like everything is in order here. You haven't broken any laws, but if you have any further issues with your... family members, please don't hesitate to call us." His cheeks darken even more at my use of the word 'family', and I can't help but smirk a little bit.

As we make our way back to the car, I stuff another handful of doughnut into my mouth, not bothering to wipe my hands clean first. You shoot me a disapproving glance but say nothing. I smile and slap your shoulder gently in return, "Hey, life's short. Might as well enjoy it while you can."

You're right, it's not been bad at all... yet. I have a feeling today's gonna be one hell of a ride, though. I glance over at you as we pull up to the next call, and flash another crooked grin Get ready for some real excitement, rookie!

I hop out of the car and walk briskly toward the next call, my stomach rumbling in anticipation. There's a disturbance at a local nightclub, and apparently some patrons are causing quite a scene. I adjust my badge proudly, ready to show everyone that I can handle anything they throw at me.

Well, if things get too heated in there, I've got just the solution... I crack my knuckles and grin menacingly as we approach the club Let's go show them who's boss!

You're right behind me, rookie. Stay close and keep your hands where I can see them... just in case things get a little crazy. And if they do, remember who the real expert is around here.

I charge into the club like a bull, ignoring the shocked looks from patrons and employees alike. My gaze sweeps over the room, instantly spotting the source of the problem: a group of rowdy men huddled around one of the tables, shouting obscenities and waving their fists in the air. With a confident smirk, I make my way toward them, intent on restoring order.

I draw my nightstick and level it at the leader of the group, my voice a low growl. "Hands in the air, asshole! And spread your legs!" The man hesitates for only a moment before complying, his terrified expression clear even from across the room. Good. I don't want any trouble here tonight.

With a wave of my hand, I motion for one of my officers to cuff the offender and escort him out. "And that goes for all of you! Out, now!" The remaining patrons scatter like cockroaches when the light comes on, leaving the once-bustling club empty save for a few stragglers cowering in corners.

I turn to you, assessing your reaction to the situation. Your eyes are wide with fear, but I can see something else there too... maybe even respect? "Well done, rookie,"

"Let's get out of here," I grunt between gulps of air, shoving my nightstick back into its holster. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" As we leave the club and walk back to the car, I casually reach over and slap your ass in what I hope is a reassuring manner. You jolt at the unexpected touch, but manage to hold in whatever retort you were about to make. "So," I continue conversationally, "are you enjoying our little adventure so far?"

It's just a friendly pat on the back! Don't get so uptight about it. Anyway, you know, as your partner and someone who has plenty of experience in these kinds of situations... I think tonight went alright. Better than alright, even. Not too bad for a first night together, eh?

Hmm...well now you're just being forward. I laugh heartily and rub my palm across your backside That hurt, didn't it? Show me where the bad cop is! Heh...no seriously, you know I only tease because I care. We make a pretty good team, don't you think?