Chapter 1: This is so Dumb..

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It was a casual day at the office, Sam was resting in his chair, feet propped up on the desk lazily, his hat was tipped downward, covering his eyes from light. Max was on a sugar high, running around the room, knocking things over, stuff like that.

Then the phone rang.

Sam woke instantly, snagging Max by his ears as he ran at the phone to answer it first. He flung Max and heard him crash into the wall, but ignored it and listened, it was the commissioner!

"Ah, yeah, yep, mmmmhmm! Gotcha, right back at ya, big guy." Sam put the telephone down, turning to Max, who was trying to push himself out of a decently sized dent in the wall, so hardheaded, literally.

Sam walked over to Max, grabbing him by the legs and yanking him out, Max mumbled something then shook his head vigorously.

"Oh hey Sam! Who was it?"

"That was the commissioner, Max! Says there's some kid harassing people and forcing them to.. sing with him? Kinda weird, also he's interfering with demons?.." Sam scratched behind an ear. Max shrugged, responding. "Ehhh, nothing we can't handle. We've literally been through hell and back."

Sam chuckled. "You crack me up, little buddy! Let's go." 

The duo left the office, trailing down the stairs and outside, feeling a weird aura in the air. 

BF's POV:

I was just sitting with my Girlfriend, oh she's gorgeous, when suddenly I spot a passerby! I leapt up, gripping my mic and yelling out in my beep language, the person was confused and concerned. They asked if I was okay.

"Beep bop skeep bap!" 

"S-sir! Uhm, are you alright? You're speaking in tongues."

"Baap skooba dap!"

"I'm just gonna go..—"

"BEEEP!"

They started running, I think they were scared, they stopped at a anthropomorphic dog and rabbit. Saying something I couldn't hear.

Back to Sam & Max's POV:

A random passerby ran up to the two, huffing and mumbling out. "Sam & Max, Freelance Police! Please help, that kid over there is insane! He just kept beeping at me, and pointing a microphone at me!"

They turned to see a boy with distinctive blue hair and a girl. They looked as natural as a New-Yorker could be, minus the mental capacity it seemed. Sam just nodded and walked towards them. Max took one look at the two then shrieked like a girl, covering his eyes. "AAAAAAA, SAM, GET EM AWAY!!! THE HAIR IS EYE-BLEEDING—"

"Quiet, bonehead!" He turned to the boy, and began to speak to him.

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"So, what're you doing here?"

"You're under arrest, you and the girl."

"What's with the microphone?"

"Are you a demon meddler?"

-Switch to Max-

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"So, what brings you to New York, kid?"

"Bap, beepi skop!"

"Uh... Okay?"

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"So, what're you doing here?"

"You're under arrest, you and the girl."

"What's with the microphone?"

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