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'Don't make me hit a girl.'

Adira blocked Bogo's way with her opened arms, 'Listen to me! I know I was wrong, but I did what had to be done!'

'What you should do, is stay behind and be pals with the chief with all his kitty catty nonsense!'

Adira responded loftily, 'What makes you then? The lone, dumb buffalo who can't do any...'

She narrowly dodged his kick,'...thing without his kitten?'

'And I must remind you, brawling in public is a violation of the law you love so much.' Adira said while still dodging Bogo's attacks. The assault stopped.

'If you want to hurt me so much, come down to the gym for a proper spar after lunch. I'll be waiting for you at the ring. That's the LEGAL way of settling this.'

Adira turned and started walking towards the canteen.

'You didn't even have lunch.' Adira scowled at Bogo as she climbed onto the ring. She couldn't help but notice how Bogo was watching her with burning eyes the whole time she was nibbling on a cheese sandwich.

He is still eyeing her reproachfully as he put on boxing gloves. Adira strapped hers on and offered a fist bump,

'Adira Clawhauser, ZPD cadet.'

She frowned when Bogo made no motion to meet her fist, 'Hey at least give your opponent some respect. You're a man, aren't you?'

Bogo was a little taken aback and answered gruffly, 'Mansa Bogo, ZPD detective.'

The bump knocked Adira off her feet. She barely got up when Bogo's first punch approached her faster than she imagined. She ducked and got on all fours.

It was exhilarating, Adira thought. She was glad that the buffalo was not holding anything back. She dodged left, right and up along the ropes as she circled him while Bogo was attacking with an almost frenzied expression.

Bogo was enjoying himself. He was a tough buffalo and could take hits from Adira while she would be out cold for a week in the hospital if any of his punches connect. Run, run like the little cheetah you are. Bogo thought scathingly.

Adira was quickly getting tired. None of her attacks seemed to have any effect on Bogo's tough skin and her stamina was depleting faster than she imagined after dancing around the ring for minutes. Yet she was not ready to concede. She did not plan to be taken to the hospital on a stretcher either.

She forced herself to slow down, to dodge at the very last second so Bogo's fist brushed her uniform. Adira slowly lured Bogo into a corner, where she leaned against the pole and panted.

'Do it... I know you want to. Come on, now...' Adira watched Bogo wind up his charge, still feinting her exhaustion.

Bogo saw Adira back into the corner. He wasted no time and lowered his horns for the charge, determined to pin her against the pole until she begged for mercy. A few cracked ribs would also serve her right.

He charged right at the cheetah, convinced that she had no more energy to run. It was too late when he felt his horns being pushed forward and Adira disappeared in front of him. All that was left for him to knock out was the ring post.

Adira watched the cape buffalo's dangerous horns approach with immense power and precision. She took a deep breath before back flipping onto the post, and vaulted over Bogo with a push on his head. She tried to land inside the ring, at least what's left of it. But she could not find a stable footing and lost her balance anyway.

Bogo could not stop his forward momentum. With a gut-wrenching screech he tore the whole ring apart with his charge. The post he knocked into flew away from him and the rest of the poles followed suit, connected by the tough ring ropes. Without enough support, the ring collapsed and Bogo found himself landing hard a metre below where he started. It did not really hurt, but it took him a while to get his breath back.

Adira jumped and looked down at the winded buffalo lying at her feet. She grinned, 'That was fun. Let's do it again sometime later!'

Bogo could not remember the last time he blew off so much steam. He rolled over to his back and stared at the celing, feeling properly hungry and tired in years. He longed for his muffin and juice and agreed,

'Yeah... let's do it again.'

Adira pulled the buffalo up, or at least offered to, and pulled him towards the exit,

'C'mon Mansa, I know that one place that serves excellent muffins and I can't wait to have a tea!'

Mansa could only smile as he let himself dragged out of the station. It was good to have a friend after all.

The next day Mansa found a bunch of officers huddle around a computer. He peeked over others' heads and saw, to his astonishment, photos of Adira wearing the meter maid uniform.

'What are these.'

'Ah Bogo, we are less lucky than you. We didn't get to see Adira as meter maid with our own eyes.'

'At least we get these photos though!'

Mansa's ears turned red. He remained silent as he pulled the USB out of the computer and crushed it with his bare hoof.

'What did you just do?'

Bogo watched in satisfaction as some of them stomped in frustration.

'We haven't got the chance to copy them yet!'

'Well at least the original is still at the chief's...' Mchorn tried to cover Higgin's wide snout, but it was too late. Mansa had already walking up the stairs to the chief's office, finally knowing why Adira was assigned parking duty.

'Sir, may I have the photos that the others are all looking at?' Mansa asked extra politely.

'Well, well, Bogo. Finally joining in the fun? I thought you wouldn't need those seeing that you are her partner. Keep it safe.' Lionheart took out a memory card and gave it to Mansa.

Everyone, including officers who were peeking in through the office door hole, watched in horror as the card got slowly reduced to powder.

'Thank you, sir.' Mansa said with a bow.

Adira saw all of this, and decided to thank him.

After that day, Mansa Bogo was seen having a pair of glasses in his breast pocket wherever he went.