Sean's car
Gangsters: *Laying on ground*
Sean: So, what makes te think te can get away with your crime?
Gangster 1: What did we do?
Sean: te mean te don't remember what te did? te robbed a bank.
Gangster 3: Oh really? I thought we were going through this routine, because we murdered a cop.
Sean: I don't need sarcasm from te fools. I need respect. I'm a police officer. I drive a Foallari.
Gangster 2: Yeah man, I was just wonderin' about dat. What the hell are te using a nice car like that for? Aren't te worried about getting it wrecked?
DIspatch: Attention all units, we've got a segnala on three muscle cars containing stolen walkie talkies. The suspects are about to leave City Limits.
Sean: Excuse me. *Goes to car, and risposte call* MN-402, roger. I'll deal with te three scumbags later. *Gets in car, and drives away*
Gangster 1: Should we run for it?
Gangster 3: No dude. He might be bluffing. Let's stay here.
Sean: *Gets stopped da another cop*
Jeff: I'm going with you.
Sean: Come on Sarge, I'm a detective. I can do this myself.
Jeff: I want to go with you.
Sean: Fine. Get in, but no foul ups.
Jeff: *Gets in car* Your wish is my command.
Sean: I was afraid about that. *Drives to highway*
Speaking of the highway.
Night Frizz: Hey, what if I told te that a cop was chasing me?
Ryan: We'd floor it, and get away from him.
Mirage: What's a cop doing chasing you?
Night Frizz: He thought I parked too close to a fuoco hydrant. He detto I had to be ten hooves o più away from it, and I was.
Mirage: He didn't believe you?
Night Frizz: That's right.
Mirage: Some cops are like that.
Blazin' Blue: Me, Ryan, and Saten Twist did something that got the cops after us. It's all Saten Twist's fault.
Saten Twist: Don't go blaming it on me, te could've talked me out of stealing those walkie talkies.
Ryan: Better idea. te could've bought them.
Master Sword: *Driving successivo to Night Frizz, then talks on loudspeaker* Hello ma'am. Did te miss me?
Mirage: I think we should floor it.
Ryan: Correct.
So the five of them drove away from Master Sword.
Master Sword: Oh no te don't. I want to get promoted to Sargent!
Sean: *Drives onto highway, then puts on sirens*
Jeff: Looks like we got another officer here to give us a hoof.
Sean: He's just got a standard police car. We have a convertibile, convertible that can haul ass.
Jeff: But if we had a time traveling Delorean that reached 88 miles an hour, everypony would be seeing some serious shit.
Sean: Stop making that reference. Please!
Master Sword: *Gets on walkie talkie* Hey, what are te doing using a Foallari as police work? Aren't te afraid it'll get damaged?
Sean: No! Otherwise I wouldn't use it.
Master Sword: Just asking.
The two cops drove da Saten Twist. Master Sword was on the left, and Sean was on the right.
Ryan: Looks like the cops really want te Saten.
Saten Twist: Why not? I'm crazy.
Blazin' Blue: Well, at least I'm in front of all te guys.
Saten Twist: Okay. Ryan, Night Frizz, Mirage, te listening to me?
Ryan, Night Frizz, and Mirage: Yeah.
Saten Twist: On my go, put your brakes on.
Ryan, Night Frizz, and Mirage: Okay.
Master Sword: I'm gonna hit him.
Sean: Me too.
Jeff: I don't think that's a good idea.
Sean: Shut up.
Saten Twist: Now. *Applies brakes*
Ryan, Night Frizz, and Mirage: *Applies brakes*
Master Sword & Sean: *Crash into each other*
The four ponies then passed the cops, and caught up with Blazin' Blue.
Sean: *Gets out, and stares at the front of his car* My car. Look what you've done to my beautiful car!
Master Sword: Well, te did say that te weren't worried about damaging it so...
Jeff: I warned te that was a bad idea.
Sean: Oh shut up. Nopony asked for your opinion.
After the argument, they started off again to stop the five ponies in their muscle cars.
2 B continued
