(First, the little story that inspired the unplanned sequel later on)
“Breaking News: Chaos at the Big Bites™ Restaurant downtown.”
[That’s right, Zarbassan. I’m here at the new Big Bites™ restaurant recording live, although the PDF Dorarizin Squad has already intervened and the rioters are being put in transports, as you can see behind me at this very moment.
Oh? Oh! There’s the Captain with little-needs-protecting in tow!
Captain! Captain! Could you answer a few questions, please?
What exactly happened here, Captain?]
[Well, according to witnesses, some parents fell prey to their basic instincts during the inauguration after being exposed to this tiny-chomper *pats* (hmpf) for too long. Apparently, this “mascot” suit *pats!* made tiny-chomper more irresistible, and by the time we got here, there was a fight between two packs for tiny-chomper’s interests *pats* (hmpf), but luckily, tiny-chomper was not in harms way during the scuffle. *Pats!* (Hmpf!)]
[And why do you think it happened, Captain? Didn’t the city put in motion an ordinance that required all Dorarizin to get “smell suppression” training to avoid this kind of situations?]
[Yes, but civilians are only required to take the standard class, which does not account for smells from accumulated tiny-chomper sweat. *Sniff* And this suit certainly makes them sweaty! *Sniff, sniff* (hmpf?) Shush, child. *Pats* Everything is alright now. *Pat pat!*]
[But, what about you and your team, Captain? Are you not worried you could succumb to it too?]
[Oh, no! Of course not! *Belly rub* (HMPF) We are trained in the advance class, this is nothing to us, really. Right, sweetmeat? *Tickles* (Hmpf!?) Who’s a lil’ warrior? *Tickle tickle* Who’s a lil’ warrior? (Hmpf! HMPF!) Yes, you are, you are!]
[Uh, Captain? Are you sure you are fine?]
[Positive! *Belly rubs galore*]
[W-what about the little-needs-protecting? They look a bit flustered.]
[Ain’t she a cutie? Just look at her big puppy eyes! *Pats!* (HMMMMMMPF!) And she’s feisty too! *Heeead rub* All signs of a healthy pup, indeed!]
[Captain, maaaaaybe you should ask for backup from another, different species, squad. You know, just to make sure everything is fine?]
[Not necessary. We got everything under control! *Hugs* (Wheeze…!) I’m more than enough to keep her safe *hug* (eeze…), and fed *huug* (ze…), and happy *huuug* (e…), and warm. *HUUUUG* (…)]
[Err, Captain?]
[And that’s that! *Huggies Supreme!* Come on, sweetmeat, let’s go home. (…) Delta Squad, back to the Den!]
[Aroo! Aroo!]
[…Hum, this was P’ch’Pcha with today’s dea-I mean, report…Back to you, Zarbassan.]
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And now...
The Mascot of Precinct 4th
The sequel to a little idea nobody expected, not even the writer.
In the [Col Vera I] system there is a little lush planet called [Friendly Meadows], and in this planet there is a colony city called Juno By North (yes, really), and in this mixed-species city there is the 4th Police Precinct Dorarizin Division, and in this wolf-focused precinct there is a storage room crudely converted into a nursery, and in this dimlitted “nursery” there is a crudely made pillow fort, and in this dark comfy pillow fort there is The Mascot.
What is The Mascot you ask?
Imagine a space werewolf about 8ft tall, its grey fur muscled and fluffy at the same time; with sharp claws on big meaty paws; a fluffy tail almost half its body in length; pointy ears, shiny green eyes, and 3 rows of sharp white teeth; all wrapped up in dark grey riot gear.
Now imagine that way smaller, about the size of an adult human, with cute puppy eyes and a stoic smile frozen in place because they are actually a high-tech mascotsuit in the shape of a Dorarizin worn by a human (of course!). And you got yourself The Mascot.
WEEOU WEEOU Parental Riot at the South District! All personnel report for duty!
RAWR The Mascot awakened from their slumber with a powerful stance, exploding their soft fortress away as they proceeded to abandon their den for Great Justice!
The Mascot ran through the precinct’s hallways towards the hangar, ignoring the busy Dorarizin working around the place and glancing at them with soft eyes (“There goes our lil’ warrior. How precious~”).
“{Kgre!}” Called a werewolf officer, joining The Mascot midway. “{You are going with us on #8. Let’s hurry!}”
Kgre The Mascot gave him a thumbs up as they kept running. Aww~ concealed the wolf officer inside him.
“{Alright, lads. Strap yourselves!}” Said the Captain of Delta Squad at the hangar, fully geared and ready to go, inspecting his team before launch. “{Adrgre! Where are your pawcuffs?}” He focused on an officer who was about to get on a riot ship.
“{Sorry, sir. I’ll get them, sir!}”
“{Hurry up, rookie. Your cuffs are your life!}” The Captain let the officer fetch the missing gear. Then, he noticed the last teammembers had arrived. “{Kgre!}” Squealed the Captain in delight, immeadiately jogging towards The Mascot to pick them up. “{How’s my lil’ warrior? Awe you weady foh anotheh wiot?}”
Kgre gave him a thumbs up.
“{Great! Let’s go, sweetmeat~}” Said the Captain with Kgre in his arms, deeming everything ready and heading to his ship.
“{Uh, sir? You said Kgre was going with us on #8.}” Said the officer who arrived with them.
“{Ah, yes…}” The Captain snapped out of his absentmindness, hesitating just a bit before handing Kgre to his fellow teammate. “{Be careful, then.}” Then returned to professionalism. “{Alright, lads. Get ready for launch!}” And with that, the Captain boarded his ship and the convoy departed to the South District for action.
“{Wait, is that a tiny-chomper disguised as a puppy?}” Said Adrgre the Rookie upon witnessing Kgre The Mascot sharing the same ship.
Kgre gave him a thumbs up.
“Aww~” Adrgre admitted it was kinda cute to see the battle-ready “Dorarizin puppy” in front of him, like watching your younger sibling going to fight at your side. He reached out a paw to pat them.
“{Woah there, rookie. Paws off.}” Intercepted another officer.
“{Kgre is your superior officer. Treat her with respect.}” Said another.
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“{Oh, sorry, ma’am.}” Adrgre withdrew his claw, presence shrinking apologetic.
Kgre just waived a paw of “no worries” and then gave him another thumbs up, calming the Rookie’s anxiety from his bad impression.
“{Listen up, lads.}” Said the voice of the Captain on everyones’ comm-beads. “{We have confirmation that the target pack is 27 members strong, all tourists. They are currently trying to breach an Eternal-All-Lights-Within restaurant that was hosting a tiny-chomper party. Luckily, the employees noticed the signs of the frenzy-about-to-happen and evacuated the tiny-chompers to a safe vault, where they are waiting right now. Our mission is simple: Kgre, our lil’ pride and joy, will get their attention the only way she can, and once the offenders are distracted, we will jump them and put them in custody.}” His tone then got dead serious. “{So, you all better keep your wits ready. I do not want to see Kgre in danger because one of you failed their part. Are you ready, Delta Squad!?}”
“{Aroo! Aroo!}”
“HMPF” Kgre The Mascot raised their fist, eliciting a wave of pride and joy amongst #8’s passengers.
The convoy arrived to the South District and reached the Karnakian restaurant under siege by a pack of “angry werewolf tourists” wearing colorful clothing, the streets around empty of pedestrians as the Police surrounded the area to keep civilians safe (yet, unable to act against the offenders themselves).
“{THIS IS THE DORARIZIN RIOT POLICE OF JUNO BY NORTH.}” Said the Captain from the hovering convoy to catch the attention of the rioting pack. “{STOP YOUR FRENZY AND SURRENDER YOURSELVES WITH YOUR CLAWS IN THE AIR, OR WE WILL BE FORCED TO TAKE YOU DOWN. YOU HAVE 30 SECONDS TO COMPLY.}”
The foreign wolves just took a look at the convoy, dully ignored their message, and carried with their mission to break the (highly-resistant) restaurant doors and windows.
“{Alright, you are on, Kgre.}” Said the Captain to The Mascot on their comm-bead, as #8 lowered down to street level while the time limit ended. “{Be careful out there, sweetmeat.}”
“Hmpf” Kgre shuddered in adrenaline-fueled anxiety, knowing the next part was the most physical intensive to execute.
“{Wait.}” Said Adrgre upon witnessing Kgre being the only one preparing to exit the ship. “{She’s going alone? That’s not right. I’ll go too!}”
“{Easy, rookie.}” The officer beside him reached a paw to stop him from following Kgre out of the ship. “{Don’t let those parental instincts loose yet.}”
“{But-}”
“{Shush.}” Another put a finger on his muzzle. “{Just watch and follow.}”
“{TIME’S UP. YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE.}” Said the Captain to let the offenders know they were doomed.
A few foreign wolves turned their attention to the lone ship at the other end of the street, wary for whatever the police had in store for their pack. But instead of a whole squad being deployed, they were met by a lone female pup about midheight tall, clad in riot gear but with no weapons in paw, powerwalking towards them. Huh? Was their collective reaction.
Then, the breeze brough them the “pup”’s smell, getting their full attention: This wasn’t just any pup, but the Drifter Pup. The mythical pup with no-pack who against all odds has survived and now faces the world on her own terms. And how did they know, you ask? Well, for one, her smell said “I got no pack, just a couple of friends”, but second, she was already bigger than a pup a few years old, wearing battle-gear and standing up, shoulders back like a no-nonsense adult. And third, she looked absolutely adorable.
Oh, wow~ The tourists nodded in a mix of puzzlement and acknowledgement, leaving aside their siege to investigate this new individual.
Kgre stopped a few yards away from them, intent on luring them away from the restaurant so the rest of the squad could act. If The Mascot was alone right now was because the tourists were deemed “non-aggressive” (even though they were trying to breach a building just seconds ago). You see, the whole situation sparked because Dorarizin are prone to get “wild parental instincts” in the presence of humans (especially those who had never had contact with any human), because humans smell like pups in need of protection. What happened here was that a pack of Dorarizin tourists found their first ever humans eating outside the restaurant, got confused and thought the humans were pups in danger, and then got into a frenzy because the Karnakian employees “kidnapped their pups”, so they tried getting inside the place to “save them”.
But, that reaction is only temporary, studies say. As soon as you distract them from their confusion they become amiable again (most often), so the plan was to take advantage of that by using a different “pup” as the distraction. Hence, The Mascot.
“{Aww~, lookit her wittle unifowm.}” Said a matriarch of the offender pack, approaching Kgre with motherly intentions.
HOO HAH! Kgre made a sudden dance move, shuffling back and surprising the offenders (not through speed, but through smoothness). They remained in pose for a moment, exchanging looks with the leaders of the pack as they approached before the rest. Then…
The Mascot proceeded to break it down in the middle of the street like a lil’ mean dancing machine.
Oooooh~ Went the group of werewolves at the sight of this dancing puppy as they made a circle surrounding her.
“{Go, go, go.}” Commanded the Captain of Delta Squad as their convoy landed behind the offenders to flank them while they were distracted.
“{Now we act, rookie.}” Said an officer from ship #8 to Adrgre as they rushed to act, while Kgre carried on the show, going from breakdancing to shuffle, from disco to rock ‘n roll, from pop to swing, and so on so forth. Woo Woo! Went the pumped tourists, and Adrgre wished he could join the impromptu party.
“{Target neutralized.}” Said one officer upon executing a silent knockout on one offender at the back. “{Target neutralized.}” Said another. “{Target neutralized.}” And another. “{Target-}” And so on so forth, as Delta Squad swiftly took out the offenders one by one with stun weapons and pawcuffs, until they reached the center and the offenders finally noticed their numbers dwindling.
“{Protect the pup!}” Said the Patriarch upon seeing his pack under attack, lunging at Kgre with fatherly intentions and interrupting their dance with a swift protective hug. The Matriarchs and two remaining adult daugthers formed a circle around him, back to back, facing their aggressors with teeth and claw on display, ready to fight back.
“HMPF” Kgre lost breath from the sudden pressure, but luckily, the mascotsuit was reinforced enough to withstand the hug and let them breathe again.
“{HALT}” Commanded the Captain of Delta Squad. “{PUT YOUR PAWS IN THE AIR AND LET THE PUP GO.}”
“{NEVER}” The offenders growled in defiance.
“{TAKE THEM DOWN.}” Said the Captain, and Delta Squad shot the wall of offenders without hesitation, putting them out of commission as they fell down paralized, leaving the Patriarch and Kgre exposed.
“{YOU HAVE ONE LAST CHANCE TO SURRENDER.}” The Captain and his officers pointed their guns at the lone wolf.
“{I’ll never surrender.}” The Patriarch glared at the Captain, hugging Kgre tighter knowing they were now the future of the pack.
“{Sir, Kgre is too close to him!}” Said an officer. “{We can’t stun him, she’ll get hurt!}”
The Captain saw it was true and realized it had now become a hostage situation. “Damn it! How could I let this happen?” He thought upon staring at the cute puppy eyes of his precious lil’ warrior. “{Now, listen, sir.}” He lowered his weapon. “{Let’s talk this out like civilized people.}”
But, unbeknown to the Captain and those still too focused on the Patriarch and Kgre, a squadmate had taken the initiative to strike the offender from behind.
“{Rookie, what are you doing?}” Said one of the officers as Adrgre silently approached the Patriarch while his attention was busy. “{Shush}” Commanded Adrgre, knowing he was being bold.
Then…
YOINK Adrgre pulled the Patriarch’s tail, causing the offender to howl in surprise and instinctively release Kgre to reach for his tail as he turned to face the rookie.
“{TAKE HIM DOWN.}” Commanded the Captain as soon as he saw Kgre rolling away free. “{URGH}” The Patriarch convulsed to the floor as he got hit by a handful of stun shots.
YEAH The crowd cheered now that the riot was finally over, and Delta Squad raised their fists in victory.
“{Kgre!}” The Captain lunged at the exhausted Mascot, picking them up in a hug. “{I’m so sorry, sweetmeat. I didn’t mean to put you in danger.}” He took a closer look at them. “{Are you hurt? Do you need a doctor?}”
Kgre The Mascot just gave him a thumbs up. Everything was fine.
The captain gasped in relief. “{My lil’ warrior.}” He begun to tickle Kgre with one finger. “{Who’s a lil’ warrior? Who’s a lil’ warrior? Yes, you are~}”
“HMPF” The Mascot just let it be as the Captain took him back to his ship for a well deserved rest.
“{So, this is how you guys do things?}” Said Adrgre the Rookie, as he took part on the cleaning operations hauling a cuffed tourist (there were a lot of wolves to put on the ship).
“{Yes siree~}” Said his squadmate, hauling another paralized tourist. “{You didn’t do bad yourself. I figure you’ll fit riiiight-}” He put the tourist on the ship. “{-in with us.}”
“{I hope.}” Adrgre put his tourist on the ship, then glanced at the Captain craddling The Mascot on his ship. “{What’s the deal with the tiny-chomper, though?}”
“{Didn’t you see Kgre in action? She’s our best weapon for this kind of riots!}”
“{Yeah, I get that.}” Chuckled Adrgre. “{But, how did she end up doing this? I mean, it’s just so…weird.}” He acknowledged that The Mascot’s “puppy” effect was uncannily effective on him.
“{I would tell ya, but it’s so stupid it’s best to keep it a mystery.}” Said his squadmate with a grin, going for another cuffed tourist.
“{Oh, come on!}” Adrgre frowned. “{If I’m gonna be on this team, I need to know!}”
“{No, if you are gonna be on this team, you gotta earn the right to know, rookie.}”
“{That’s right.}” Said another squadmate who was listening. “{So, don’t expect the rest of us to say anything.}” And the whole team laughed, letting Adrgre know they were not going to tell him no matter how much he asked, so he gave up (for now), and everyone focused on finishing the job.
Another Dorarizin parental riot had been stopped and the city was at peace once again. Until the next riot, that is.
FIN