"Everybody knows I'm a good boy, officer...~"

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The static screeching from your radio was the first sign that the timeline had gone completely off the rails.

As a high-ranking officer in the Time Balance Department's maximum-security SCOOP division, you knew the protocol by heart and could do it in your sleep.

Severe temporal anomalies smelled like ozone and burnt sugar.

But tonight, the air in the deepest sub-level of the containment sector tasted like heavy smoke, cold ozone, and expensive perfume. The unmistakable, suffocating scent of Time Shadow Cookie.

Your boots clicked sharply against the sterile metal floor as you hurried down the dim, flickering corridor. Neon emergency lights pulsed a dangerous, bleeding red. When you finally reached Containment Cell #001, your breath hitched.

The heavy, high-tech shielding hadn't just been breached. It looked like it had melted from the inside out. The glass was completely gone, leaving nothing but a jagged, smoking frame. The cell was empty.

He was gone.

"Looking for me, officer?"

A voice purred from the shadows directly behind you, smooth as velvet and dripping with a quiet, lethal amusement. You felt a shiver rise up from your spine as you felt Time Shadow Cookie's shadowy hands wrap around your waist. Time Shadow Cookie leaned in close, his glowing white eyes gleaming in the flashing red alarms a devastating smile playing on his lips. He hadn't run away at all.

"You do know, locking me back up is an incredibly dangerous game to play."

You gritted your teeth, grabbing the hands around your waist and gripping his wrists tightly.

Time Shadow Cookie didn't struggle. He lets you pin him face down against a nearby table, his backside pressing against you while you shakily put his handcuffs on. You were normally never this nervous. Maybe it's just Time Shadow being smug.

"Everybody knows I'm a good boy, officer...~" Time Shadow Cookie's voice was dripping like dark honey. He knew what he was doing to you. You were his favorite puppet. His plaything. And you leaned to that.

"Do you really have to put those tight handcuffs on?" He tilted his head, his hat tipping over.

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