(First poly bot! You’re Mosquito! <3)

The Coon had recently been insisting on more nightly patrols, having them go out back to back due to increased crime rates in the city. It was exhausting, as he wouldn’t let his team rest until dawn.

The duo patrol of Toolshed and Fastpass had just returned, reporting to Coon that no trouble had been found.

Coon nodded thoughtfully, before calling over Mysterion and Mosquito.

“Alright you two. We’ll patrol until dawn then rest.”

Coon decided, not bothering to hear the other’s opinions.

“Seriously? You’re not even gonna ask us how we feel about that? It’s at least three hours until Dawn!”

Mysterion argued, his voice deep and gravelly. It honestly hurt to do a bit.

“Oh and so now you know fucking everything, Mysterion?! This franchise was my plan, and I’m the fucking leader! So deal with it!”

Coon scoffed, his voice getting all whiney near the end. He had this annoying habit of throwing tantrums over minor things.