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Peter had given up and for the rest of the ride, he didn't say much. "Around here we do whatever we want, to whoever we want, and you sir, didn't see anything." The judge will decide what to do with you in the morning and that's it!" said the cop as he drove through a red light. "Look, you broke into a store and for goddamn who knows what. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you patronizing me, officer?" "I'm sure you're a good person, you're all good people," said the cop. Can't I just be let off with a warning?" Peter asked the officer. I was going in to get him some parrot food, that's all. "It was the bird's idea, officer, and the door was open. All he knew was he was about to go to jail for something he didn't even want to do to begin with. He never had any time for himself in fact, he wasn't even sure if he knew himself. Was he being rushed to the station for questioning? He tried to remain calm, but it was very hard, considering the circumstance. Maybe this is all just one giant nightmare. "You're under arrest!" The cops quickly cuffed him, picked him up, and slammed him into the back of the cop car.
"You are going to get it, mister," some cop yelled as another one rushed toward Peter and tackled him onto the pavement. Peter stopped, dropped the parrot food, and put his hands in the air. The cops pointed their guns at him and yelled. He took off and ran out of the store with the parrot food in his hand, but of course, it didn't work. Scared, Peter did something even more unexpected, something he thought he would have never been able to do. Four cop cars rushed the entrance and another two rushed the back. Peter couldn't think because the flashing lights and the sirens were too loud. Something that was not meant to happen, something neither Chuck nor Peter could have anticipated. Everyone deserved this type of life, he thought as he went for the parrot food. He wanted to feel this way every day as if he was living on the edge of the sun. So much for stealth, thought Peter as he went through with the plan. "It's right over there ⦠on the shelf in front of you," Chuck yelled from the door. Some slept soundly, while others were wide awake and watched Peter sneak across the store.
Of course, like all pet shops, there were other animals inside, caged.
With his courage on his sleeve, Peter grabbed the door lever and without thinking twice, he pushed the door and went inside.
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