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The Sheffield County 99th precinct was known for its crazy antics. Captain Jefferson never really kept his officers in check, he was old and didn't care what they did. They'd play stupid games in the precinct, destroying anything and everything and never getting any discipline until now, a new Captain was coming in today. One officer in particular was upset knowing he couldn't continue his shenanigans under the new captain's reign, and that was Detective Harlow Valentin.
"Why did he have to retire? He was the best!" He threw his arms up in defeat.
"He wasn't the best, he just didn't care what bullshit you did. I'm glad we're getting a new captain. Maybe he'll actually do his job." His partner, Detective Napoleon Verano retorted.
"You're just mad that I was his favorite." Verano rolled his eyes.
"I couldn't care less."
"Expect you do. You care a lot. If you didn't then you wouldn't say anything." Valentin teased.
"Whatever." Valentin stood up, coming to Verano's side and sitting on the edge of his desk.
"Come on, Napoleon. Why do you care so much? You were able to do whatever you wanted? I get he didn't do much and was lazy but you got a lot of work done." He watched as Verano stopped typing on his computer. Looking up at him. Harlow almost melted from the eyes of the other meeting his. It was not secret that he had a bit of a crush on Napoleon, the only one who didn't know was Napoleon, due to him hiding it by messing with him.
"Again, I told you to call me Verano, Detective Verano. That's my name. Get off my desk, and third I need a mentor. A good one if I want to become captain in the future. I cannot learn to be one if my captain is ass." He spoke firmly and seriously.
"Well, Napoleon is also your name and no, I live here now. And why do you want a pencil-pushing, robot, who cares more about work than us?" Veranos' gaze turns to something else, something behind Harlow.
"What?"
"What was that?" A deeper voice came from behind. He slowly turned to find a man a little older but you really can't tell his age, Asian, with dark piercing eyes, dark wavy hair, and gorgeous.
"What did you say I was? Would you like to repeat that?" You couldn't tell how he felt but he most definitely wasn't happy.
"Uh, I said something about you being a pencil-pushing robot who doesn't care about us..." his voice drifting.
"Mm.. well hello everyone I am Emilio Nishimura, and I will be your new captain. I hope you don't think I'm an uncaring robot. Thank you." He walked into his new office. Harlow palmed, embarrassed. Hearing quiet laughter coming from behind he turns to find Napoleon trying to hold his laughter.
"You're so fucked. I love it."
"Shut up, Napoleon." Verano grew increasingly frustrated with Harlow's incessant talking and finally snapped, pushing him off the desk gently while uttering."Shut up." Flicking off the older. Harlow laughed, leaving and going to the secretaries desk.
