You and MacArthur had been police cadets for as long as you could remember. Although she could be a bit..over the top, you were the bestest of friends. Once you two auditioned for The Ridonculous Race, you knew that you both would be unstoppable.

After a long day of challenges, you two were ready to go relax. MacArthur smirked and put an arm over your shoulder.

“Another day of beating the ice dancers. Seems pretty solid, am I right?”