Shingle has just arrived at the police station. Luckily, his brother is a RCDEA (Republic of Congerania's Drug Enforcement Administration) agent, so he basically has a free pass to get out of trouble. He calls his brother and tells him to come down to the station. He gets a drink and sits down in the waiting area. There are three people sitting next to him. One of them was playing Sonic The Hedgehog on the TV in the room. The other two were arguing with each other about some dumbass show. Shingle's brother arrives.
PO1: Michael Mayn! How are you?
Mike: Let me talk to my brother please.
PO1: Shingle? He's your brother?
Mike: Yes, let me see him.
PO1: Alright then.
The police officer lets Mike see Shingle.
Mike: Why don't you just admit that you're speeding?
Shingle: Well, I did! They saw me. But, I needed to get to work!
Mike: But, you did crash into that car.
Shingle: Oh, my... Oh! Shit!
Shingle goes up to the officer.
Shingle: I was late for work, man. I'm sorry.
The officer gets this confused look and looks back to the ticket he gave Shingle.
PO1: Very sorry. I understand. I'll let you off on this occasion.
Shingle: Thanks man.
He walks out feeling very good.
Shingle: I got away with it, didn't I? I'm gonna have to go to McDonalds now and I can't make it there on time.
All of a sudden, Shingle starts laughing.
Shingle: It's fucking McDonalds! The worst fast food place on Earth. I'll just call in sick or something.
Mike comes outside and sees him laughing away to himself.
Mike: You ought to be ashamed of yourself for laughing like that! You nearly got arrested, man!
Shingle: I'm sorry, it's just... fucking hilarious!
Mike: What is?
Shingle: Speeding over McDonalds! What came to my head that made me do that?
Shingle starts laughing harder.
Mike: Woah, calm down! Getting a bit too hysterical there.
Shingle: I know, but I can't help it. Can you drive me home? My car is still where I got pulled over.
Mike: Sure, I can take you down to the dealership if you want a new car. There's this really good one in Gibet.
Shingle: I'm not going down to Gibet! That place is so fucking dirty! Too many druggies too.
Mike: Not where the dealership is! It's like the rich part of Gibet.
Shingle: Literally everyone in Gibet is rich. How do you think they afford like £6,000,000 houses bro. Heck some of them even get TWO houses!
Mike: I mean the richer part of it, where there's like £10,000,000 houses there.
Shingle sighs.
Shingle: Just take me to the dealership then. Mind, you better have enough money, Mike!
Mike: Trust me, I do. I earn £50 per hour. That's £1,200 per day!
Shingle: Right... No need to brag, Taikichiro Mori.
Mike: Alright man, that's it. I'm not taking you.
Shingle: Bro I was joking calm down.
Mike: As was I. Now, get in my car and I'll take you.
Mike gets in his car and Shingle stays back for a second. He questions how he managed to get away with it just by telling the officer he needed to get to work. But, he didn't have time to worry, so he ran to Mike's car and got in.
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Crimson Duty
ActionA really big story created as a spinoff to The Gang. This story is meant to represent the criminal life Shingle lives in an alternate universe. This story is NOT meant to be a series. Please do not wait for a second story. Alternate Republic of Cong...
