Accident Prone - Becoming Human

The Bank

It had been a rough morning for Hank and Connor as they set about their usual routines and reported to the precinct to begin their shifts. However, what should've been a normal morning for the two detectives was full of problems that just seemed to be getting worse as the strange day went on. A late night storm had laid waste to the house just hours before the two detectives were set to begin their morning, and a rogue tree branch snapped off its limb in the neighbor's backyard causing it to smash over the hood of Hank's Oldsmobile in the side driveway as an uprooted tree tipped over from the second neighbor's property and broke through the exterior siding of the house into the kitchen.

Hank had to spend three hours on the phone talking to two insurance agencies about the damage before he even had the chance to shower off and prepare for his day at the precinct. It didn't help that the damage to the side of the house had also caused issues with the power, which in turn made the phone call even more tedious. The second phone call regarding the car insurance wasn't much better than the call regarding the house and property insurances, not that the seasoned detective was surprised by the inconveniences.

Connor had spent the morning cleaning up the broken glass and the wooden splinters from over the kitchen floor before hanging a tarp up over the massive hole in the wall and broken window to protect as much of the interior of the exposed house as possible. Poor Sumo had to be kept in the laundry room for the day to ensure he didn't go anywhere he wasn't supposed to go, or cut up his paws on any possible missed sharp shards of glass on the floor.

After arriving in the precinct via autonomous taxi Hank sat at his terminal fuming as he read over his current bank statement and realized how much the repair to his car was going to cost him on top of the damage to the house, not to mention the spike in his insurance premium and the overall water damage to the house courtesy of the heavy rain that accompanied the storm and structural damage. During that time Connor had been cybernetically keeping tabs on the repairs to the house with the deviant assisting the human repairman, and decided to give his upset partner an update on the process.

"Hank, the repairs to the house have been nearly finished and it should cost two-hundred dollars less than originally estimated."

"Great! Then I'm only out nine-hundred bucks, instead of eleven." Leaning back in his chair the disgruntled senior detective sighed with great frustration and took in a deep breath as dared to ask about another pricey expense. "What about the car?"

Connor's blue L.E.D. flashed to yellow as he connected with the garage working on the Oldsmobile and received an update.

The hesitation in Connor's soulful brown eyes was all that Hank needed to see to know it was bad. "Well?"

Not wanting to further upset Hank by accident Connor cleared his throat nervously before responding. "It'll be seven-hundred and fifty-six dollars for parts, labor and the cost of towing."

"FUCK." Hank swore loudly as he pounded his fist down angrily on his desktop drawing the attentive eyes of the surrounding officers in the bullpen to look his way. "Great, just fuckin' great..."

"Hank, I'll happily deposit my funds into your account to pay for the damages to the house and to the car. After all, I live there as well and I use the car almost as much as you do."

"It's not that." Hank bitterly huffed as he took in another breath to try and steady himself. There was no use in getting angry at a situation he couldn't control or change. "I can pay for the repairs just fine Connor, it's just... I have to be somewhere very important soon and if I can't make the drive then I'm royally screwed."

"Oh." The deviant detective was unaware of Hank having plans elsewhere during the day. "I'm sorry."

"But, speaking of funds..." With an annoyed gesture Hank stood up from his chair and grabbed his coat from the back of it as it spun about in a slow circle. "I'm going to make a few transfers at the bank to make sure I don't get fucked over by any overdrawn fees or some other bureaucratic bullshit. That's the last thing I need."