the police department. He headed towards the toy shop to buy himself a shiny plastic police badge as a reward.

{for Sebo!!}

Sebo wiped his hands and put his gun back in its holder as he walked down of an alley. He had just taken care of some serious business for

Feli when all of a sudden he smashed into someone and fell on the ground.

"Owch!!" Peter cried as he was suddenly run into by another boy. He tried to fight back the tears forming in his eyes from the scrape he had

gotten on his elbow from the fall. After all, when he grows up and becomes a real policeman, he's gonna have to face all kinds of danger and

boo-boos. "Sorry! Are you alright?" he asked. As a future policeman, Peter always needed to be courteous towards the civilians.

"Ya I'm use to a lot worse" Sebo said in the most polite voice he could mange. He was not happy about how he had gotten his new expensive

shoes scuffed but he could manage. "Are you alright?" Sebo said, feeling a little bad for knocking down this guy. After all he hadn't done

anything to the maifa.

"Yeah, I got a little boo-boo, but I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all!" he lied, trying to look cool in front of the stranger. Peter looked up

from his scraped elbow to see who he had run into. *Hey wait... This guy... He's one of the guys from that mafia file I peeked at the other

day!* Peter stared at him, wide-eyed and shocked, not knowing how to react.

FFUUU-- Italics didn't work.))

"Ohh I see," He said when he finally stood up and looked in the strangers eyes. Sebo felt uncomfortable with how this guy was looking at

him "Can I help you with anything?"Sebo said trying to be polite.

((XD...I wonder why))

Peter took a while to snap out of his daze and respond to the other's question. "Oh! Uhhhhhh... got a band-aid?" he said, pointing to his

elbow. Maybe if he got to know this guy a little better, even if he is dangerous, he could get some helpful information to help his "special

investigation"

Because the other asterisk was in a different post OTL))

Sebo did have a lot more than band-aids on him, but he did not want to look like a creep. "No I don't, I'll go buy some at the pharmacy down

the street if you want me to." The last thing Sebo wanted was him to call the police or something about this.

"Oh, thanks! I'll go with you, so I can buy some candy with my allowance." This guy seemed nice enough, he doesn't really look or act like

a dangerous person at all. "So, what's your name?"

(( brb, dinner ))

"Call me Sebo" He said simiiling trying to be friendly.

"Nice to meet you, Sebo! I'm Pe--" Oh, wait. Giving your name out to dangerous people could be... dangerous. "Pe... Pe.. can! Pecan!" Of all

the names he could have chosen, *why* couldn't he have thought of something cooler? Peter smiled sheepishly, as his fake name was nowhere

near as cool as Sebo's was.

"Umm it's really akward to call yoou Pecan...so I think I'll just call you-a Pete or Peter if that's okay." This guy had a pretty bad fake

name.

[[Aww, the -a has returned. <3]]

"Oh, well, that's totally not my name but okay!" Peter said, trying his best to be a decent liar, but horribly failing. "Hey, should I pay

you back for the band-aids? I do have $5 from my allowance, after all." He was so eager to change the subject right now.

This guy was by far the worst lair Sebo had met, but he pretended to believe it."No don't worry it's my treat I'll also buy you some candy

or lunch or-a something if you want." Being sincerly nice.

"Awesomeee!!" At this point, Peter's mind was totally changed. He must have been remembering the wrong file or something. Maybe this was the

guy who was really bad at parking and smashed a bunch of peoples cars. Well, either way, he definitely couldn't be a mafia. "What do you

wanna eat for lunch?"

" I was thinking about a sub or sandwhich of some type but you can choose." Sebo put on a charming smile pretty sure that this guy had NO

clue about who he really was.

"Sandwiches are good!" he smiled back, "Trust me, after eating my brother's cooking all the time, *everything* else tastes delicious to me."

"Is your brother really that bad of a cook?" He was no curios because Lovi's new partner was assumed to be a bad cook from the file he had

read.

"Yeah, his cooking sucks!! He's always working so hard on getting rid of those mafia, but I bet by just cooking a meal for them, he could

take them all out in one bite!!" he laughed, joking around.

Sebo tensed when heard the word mafia"Oh your brother must be Aurthur than" He said and then immediately regretted it.

Still completely oblivious to the real situation here, Peter asked, "Oh cool! You know my brother?!"

"Ahh ya I-a never met him but i've heard a lot about him," He said managing to stay calm.

Peter crossed his arms and pouted. "Hmph. Is he really all that well known? He'd be nothing if I didn't file his papers and tidy his desk

for him."

Sebo walked in the sandwich shop hiding the door for Sea. "Ohh I understand...maybe you shouldn't for a day and see what a chaos he is,

it's-a really good prank." He said smiling with other intentions of coarse.

"Oooh! That's a really good idea!!" he exclaimed, eyes glittering. "And then maybe I'll switch all his papers around, or put salt in his tea

instead of sugar!!" he giggled, then took a look at the sandwich menu.

Sebo was actually starting too like this guy, its too bad he was in with the police because they would of been best friends. "Ya!!! It's the

best I've done it myself!!!" Sebo took a look at the menu too.

((Oh, I just got an idea. How about after they become close friends, Sebo asks Sea to join the mafia and then its like arghhh decisions?))

((Hmm I think that sounds okay, but definatly not now))

((Gahhh lappys dying I have to go bye!!))\

((Yeah, not now of course but later xD See ya!!!))

[XDDDDD u guys are too cute together~ buyooo]

((Pooooookkkkeeeee))

((I'm sorry, it's close to the end of the quarter and I have a lot of work to finish up))

((Ohh its cool thought you forgot))

"You should come in and help me mess his stuff up sometime" he said, smiling at the thought "We can pretend to sneak around like spies!"

Sebo was really starting to like this kid, but this was going to be dangerous if they got caught, but after a second of thinking about the

pros and cons he decided he would go If he could get a copy of police files that would definitely help the mafia out with the BIG PLAN.

"Sure I would love to go Peter."

"Neat! We should go after eating." he took another looooong look at the sandwich menu, unable to choose. "Which one is the yummiest?"

((...pokeeeeee))

"I don't know I haven't been here in a while," He said looking over the items on the menu. "Umm-a just pick something that the picture looks

good in..that's what I do." He said laughing a little to him self.

"Okiedokie! I'll have this one, then!" he said, pointing to a sandwich with the least veggies. Ew, vegetables. "So, Sebo! How should we mess

up my brother first?!"

Sebo knew of many ways to mess with people, but most of them would be too cruel right now. "I think we should steal his files!" He said.

(Sorry I was engulfed with hw for while OTL)

(It's alright, I can relate, unfortunately D: )

"Stealing files? Wow, Sebo, you're intense!! I was thinking putting of putting a thumbtack on his chair or something!" He was kind of

ashamed of how lame his idea was, now that he thought about it. "I can show you where they are, though. Sometimes I like to peek at them

for my 'special investigation' work. They're super interesting, you know! Especially the stuff about mafia and bad guys."

"Oh really then lets go see them! He might be back soon then this prank won't work." Sebo felt a little bit bad about using this kid for the

mafias benefit but it had to be done.

"Yeeeeaaaahh! Let's go!" Peter dashed out of the store as quick as possible and headed towards the police station.

Sebo remembered to pay for what he had bought but then rushed out of the store also following Peter.

Peter checked his watch as they arrived at the police station. 12:36 pm. "Okay, my brother should still be out on his lunch break now."