FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

1. Chapter Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A4Ee8OWpmqA

The pile of blankets inside the cop car snorted when the radio cracked to life. "Williams, Williams. This is dispatch, over."

Emerging from the blankets was Officer Williams. He groggily threw the sheets into his passenger seat, and with baggy eyes he looked for the microphone, then grabbed it from under the emergency break. "This is Williams, come back dispatch."

"Yeah we got a call concerning conflict between locals and a new tenant. Head to main street parking and sort that out."

"Roger that dispatch, on my way.," replied Officer Williams

Letting the mic slip from his skeletal fingers to the floor, Williams turned the car on. Hot air burst from the fans and melted away the rime against his windshield. Its engine hummed and carried over the trees, disturbing sleeping starlings into flight.

Two minutes later and the vehicle was in reverse, leaving her nook behind the rust-chipped weather dome that he napped by. One three-point-turn, and he started down the winding forest and onto Seaside Road, a route connecting the abandoned weather dome to King's Highway as it ran along the entire north and east sides of the Catuvella Peninsula. Trees gave way to sand dunes, dressed by man-planted grasses in checkerboard formation. With a bump, the dirt road under the wheel transitioned to pavement, passing a rotting wooden sign that read 'Webbs Causeway Nature Reserve as Williams turned on his sirens and accelerated, '

In five minutes, the cruiser was already coming down the church's driveway, paying no mind to the ice on the parking lot. It broke easy under the cruiser's wheels, and the rink's creator didn't notice. He was too preoccupied trying to talk to a giant cursing rabbit.

Williams, yawning, mumbled "of fucking course its an anthro."

The lanky man stepped out of the car, barked some orders at the boys, and fifteen minutes of explanations and excuses from the boys flew by. Then he walked over to the rabbit girl, still shaking with anger, and got her side of the story.

"So...Miss...?"

"Dagger." She answered, looking up at his large forehead. "Mein full name is Elisabeth Dagger, Hofficer."

Williams clicked the pen in his left hand. "Miss Dagger, how do I spell that?"

Elizabeth spelled out her first and last name, ear twitching every time she had to correct a mispronunciation. She didn't do the same with her middle name for he hadn't asked yet. She thought the officer would ask though, and clenched her fists in preparation. Her arms twitched as she anxiously stared at his notebook despite not being tall enough to see anything he wrote.

"Alright, thank you." Williams clicked his pen a few times. The rabbit girl breathed a quick sigh of relief, her arms going still. The cop looked her over, from her footpaws to ears, then over to the three boys lined up in front of the grey wall adjacent to the now damaged store front.

'Vat is he doing?' Elizabeth thought, forcing her dainty muzzle to frown as facial muscles were more naturally inclined to show a slight content smile. She was stressing her disappointment, hoping to pressure the police man into doing something; anything other than have her wait. She had waited enough for several lifetimes already.

When the policeman didn't acknowledge her frown, Elizabeth instead looked at the boys and thought. "Vat is he thinking?"

Franky, The tallest one, shook in his wet boots.

"Scheisse." Elizabeth thought to herself. "Scared by nozing."

Her eyes shifted to the left of Franky, passing over Roger. She didn't think anything of him as he prayed towards the ground.

No, it was Blonde one at the end that really got her pistons firing.

She wanted Billy to be the one shaking, to be the one praying. She wanted him to be punished! Persecuted to the fullest extent of the law and given the strongest sentence possible!

Interrupting her internal tempest, came a beeping from officer Williams' wristwatch. He pulled back his fleece's sleeve and clicked a button before saying "About time."

"Hofficer?" She said. But before the officer could answer, her ears twitched to a familiar sound, coming far off behind the furniture store and past the rotary, the ringing of the highschool late bell.

"Hmm?" Williams realized he had blanked out staring at the watch.

"So vat are yu going to do about see boys?" Elizabeth asked.

"Miss Dagger, these boys are late for class."

To this, roger slapped the jacket-covered stomachs of his friends beside him and pointed at the two conversing adults.

"The teacher's will punish them harshly enough. The more we preoccupy them, the greater chance they flunk school and persist in being a nuisance to society." Said the Williams, holding back a yawn.

"Vat is how yu're going to punish them? Public education?"

"Now I did not say that!" Williams turned to face the boys. "Preacher's son, dreadlocks, step up here."

Frank and Roger walked over to the officer, shaking as they stood before him.

"I expect you two to settle this matter without involving me. Confess to your parents what happened with the sprinkler and go from there."

No longer being detained, Roger and Franky celebrated with a fistbump.

"Now get to class!" Williams pointed his thumb over his shoulder, and the teenagers ran off.

The officer's attention shifted to Billy. "Come here, bright eyes."

The blonde young man stepped forward and looked the officer in the eye. Billy did not intend to be Disrespectful but Williams was too tired for mercy. "Look down!"

Billy obeyed.

"Now." Williams ripped a couple pieces of paper out of his notebook. He scribbled his name, number and badge on the first sheet, and then handed it to Elizabeth along with a blank sheet and the pen. "Miss Dagger, write down your home address, home number, and business number."

"Hofficer?" Her left ear and raised with her eyebrow.

"Now," demanded the Officer.

"On vat am I supposed to write sis?"

"On the damn ground!," he exclaimed

The lapine surveyed the ground, making sure she wasn't going to kneel on any glass shards or pieces of sharp ice. On her knees she began to write what was asked.

Williams was enjoying the sudden rush of power. He went back to facing the boy, hands behind his hips. As the officer looked at Billy, his drill sergeant power fantasy, nursed from thousands of hours daydreaming on the job bubbled to light from Williams subconscious. "Now, Mr Wolcott, if that is your name. I do not want to waste time dragging your sorry ass to court over a flimsy destruction of property charge!"

"Vat?" Elizabeth sputtered. She struggled to keep her focus on making her number legible. It was difficult, writing on paper against her furry thighs.

Billy, adrenaline pumping through his veins, felt the urge to smile, especially when he heard William's idea of a punishment.

"You are going to report, after school, every day, and even on weekends if necessary, until this hear young-" The officer bit his tongue and looked at the rabbit. "...does' enough business to work off the money necessary to pay for a new window."

The pen slipped from the rabbit girl's fingers onto the cold ground, after she heard what was said

"Am I making myself clear?" Bellowed the police officer.

"Crystal!" Answered Billy.

"Good." Williams said satisfied, and noting to himself to bring a movie player on his next patrol so rewatch full metal jacket.

Miss Dagger got off the ground and brushed gravel off her thighs. Williams then snatched the paper and pen from her, then handed them along with another blank sheet to Billy. "Now keep this as a method to contact her. And write down your number and address on this blank."

When the contact information was exchanged, Williams reacquired his pen, and then started for his car. Opening the door, he yelled "We settle things a little differently in this world, Miss Dagger. Have a good day."

The rabbit girl didn't give a reply. Her mind was still struggling to process Billy's 'punishment.'

The young man in question, meanwhile, was now standing beside her, in a similar state of disbelief.

Just as the police cruiser turned onto mainstreet and zoomed away, miss Dagger shook her head.

"So vat? I supposed to vait until hes out of school for sis glass to be cleaned?" She said, as if the cop was still there. Turning towards the shattered remains of Reknowned Furniture's rear, Elizabeth paid no mind to her new human employee.

"Nozing matders in sis world." Her eyes turned skywards. Overhead, against the overcast clouds, a starling flew. "Nozing."

Behind her coughed Billy, "Sorry for destroying your business." He removed his gloves and offered a handshake. "I hope I can make it up to you."

The rabbit snorted, scrutinizing naked skin of his fingers. Pink from the winter cold, like smaller, more precious, digits she saw in a different life. Yet, these were callused, firm. She didn't feel the desire to protect these. She took his hand and gripped it hard.

"Yu Betder."