𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗬 𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥; 𝗠!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥

𝘏𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘺'𝘴 𝘑𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘺.

A/N: if you see any mistakes let me know!

Question: Would you still like me to write the christmas episode?

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𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐑...

The sun's shining rays peek over the horizon and begin to warm the town of Swellview, the early birds chirping in unison as they fill the streets with soft melodies.

Cars swiftly passing by the downtown road, their exhaust pipes letting out a soft roar while their tires screech the pavement.

Citizens strolling for a walk as they greeted each other, the warm smile of the cashier at the local bakery shop as she waves towards the mailman who walked around with a heavy bag filled of mail.

One man is out walking his dog, a little corgi with a smile as bright as its owner as he barks happily.

A few young kids walking to school, backpacks hanging off their shoulders as they rush down the sidewalk together, greeting friends along the way.

In the distance police sirens can be heard coming this way, wailing and rushing to its destination.

Police cars park and block the entrance of a motorcycle shop across the street located a few blocks away.

Y/n steps out of Junk n Stuff with his backpack and a pair of f/c headphones placed around his neck as he prepared to head to school.

The bells jingle from the inside when he opened the door before closing it shut behind him and he turns to begin walking away.

He reaches to put on his headphones before he stops when he raised his head to look up as he took note of the amount of police cars up ahead.

The H/c haired teen slowly walked down the sidewalk to take a closer look as he watches them for a moment and he lowers his hands back to his sides.

His brows furrow slightly when the police chief comes out one of the police vehicles with a megaphone clutched in his hands.

The small group policemen stood outside surrounding the perimeter as the police chief takes a few steps forward and he raised the megaphone up to his lips before he spoke.

"Timothy Derris! We are ordering you to come outside with your hands up, peacefully." The police chief announced sternly into the loud speaker as the H/c haired teen watched closely in curiosity.

"No casualties will be necessary and no force will be required as long you follow on our orders." He mentioned before a long silence follows afterwards and the police chief shares a glance with the other officers who waited patiently

The criminal inside grips the crowbar in his hands before quickly throwing it to the side in irritation and then he scoffed.

"You want me to come out, police chief?" The man inside the shop called out with sarcasm that drips in his tone as he rubs his hands over his face.

He raised his head as his eyes glance around the shop for a minute and his gaze quickly lands on a bike that was meant to be up for display.