[Wake]

Snidely rides his motorcycle down the streets of New Cock City (NCC), the sound of the sirens on the New Cock City Police Department (NCCPD) cars blaring loudly, the squad cars following close behind on his tail feathers, however, he did not break a sweat, he was too cool, this was an almost weekly occurrence and he had not been put in the big pen yet, and he sure as hell wouldn’t let himself be caught now.

[Jazzy]

Fern walks down the streets of NCC, it’s busy, as always. She carries her book bag around, hopefully looking for a new book store! Her attention is caught when she hears many police sirens. She looks around to see what it happening.

[Wake]

Snidely had gained a decent lead on the police, he was confident he was out of eyesight by now. Quickly, he dismounted his motorcycle, it was stolen anyway, and put on his sunglasses and sees Fern. After quickly sizing her up, he decided she would be suitable for what he needed. “Alright, love, you know a quiet place around here?” He could tell from a glance that this girl had a kind heart, so he thought she would believe a lie, Snidely was an expert liar after all, “I’ve been falsely accused, I need to lie low ’till this clears up.”

[Jazzy]

Fern looks him up and down. She steps back. “I don’t know you–and what you’re wearing is a–” Fern takes a deep breath. “A sin. You’re a sinner. Sorry, I can’t talk to you.” she says sternly, beginning to walk away. “Sorry I couldn’t help you, maybe there’s somebody you’re own kind to help you.”

[Wake]

Snidely puts a wing in the pocket of his leather jacket. “Really?” He sighs and quickly scurries down an alley as the sirens blow past, something he was reluctant to do before for fear of dirtying his jacket. He fiddles with his collar, wondering if this is what turned her off. “Too bad, that chick had some fine feathering…” he thought as he walked, “I guess she’s too uptight to appreciate my charm, most other hen’s fall for lines like that instantly.” he sighs once again.

[Jazzy]

Fern stops walking, looking back to see that the male was gone. She sighs, thinking to herself. Maybe he was just troubled. I could fix that…Where did he go anyways? Fern turns around and walks back to where she was stopped by him. She looks into the alley. Fern sees him, she tilts her head to the side. “Hey!” she whisper-yells.

[Wake]

“Ah, whaddya know? She’s come back, how interesting.” He thought and flashed his famous lady-killer smile that wins over every girl that he shows it too, even some guys fall for it too. “Oh, hello again.” he said quietly in a manipulatively sweet way.

[Jazzy]

“Hi.” Fern says with almost no emotion besides the slight sass that laced her tone. She walks into the alley, looking him right in the eyes. “Listen, I’m only here to help you. Now, come with me.”

[Wake]

Snidely shrugs, “Alright I guess, lead the way.” He puts both wings in the pockets of his jacket and begins to follow after her. Whats with this chick? She’s hot but so cold… and help me? What the hell does she mean by that?

(Im just gonna put his thoughts in italics from now on)

[Jazzy]

Fern begins to walk down the sidewalk. She slightly turns her head to look at Snidely. “Hey, what’s your name?”

[Wake]

“Snidely, Snidely Whiplash.” He smooths his crest feathers back, an action he does reflexively every few minuets just to make sure his style is properly maintained, “What are you called, then?”

[Jazzy]

“I’m Fern Cluckens. Nice to meet you, Snidely.” Fern nods, turning her head back around. “Were those cops chasing you?”

[Wake]

Snidely sighs, is there a way to weasel out of this? he thinks to himself, and after a second without being able to come up with an excuse, he admits, “…yeah,” he puts a cigarette in his beak and sighs, “I didn’t do nothing bad anyway, they’re just all a bunch of dumbasses anyway.” he shoves his wings deeper into his pockets, walking with a somewhat hunched over posture.

[Jazzy]

Fern looks back at him, saying under her breath, “This man is just a bunch of sin…” she then speaks up, “So, why were they chasing you?”

[Wake]

Snidely shrugs and lights his cigarette, “Nothing important, I already told you, I didnt do nothing bad.” He sighs, blowing smoke from his beak, “It’s none of your business anyway.”