Prompt | "Well! I have never been more offended in my life!

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"This is your lead?" Lloyd said incredulously as he stared at the one-sided glass. The person handcuffed to the table inside shifted uncomfortably in their seat, trying to use the collar of their shirt to scratch at their nose. 

"Look, we were getting desperate!" The police commissioner replied defensively. His grey moustache twitched as he avoided Lloyd's judgemental gaze. "We haven't heard a peep from Garmadon no matter what we did! Then this guy starts gossiping with his cellmates
about meeting him and well..." he spread his hands.

Lloyd sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as his heart started to hammer in between his eyes. "Fine," Lloyd grumbled. "I'll talk to the... bird-guy." 

Fugi-Dove jumped when the door suddenly slammed open. Lloyd strolled inexpertly, keeping his face neutral and his stance strong. The police commissioner followed with a clipboard in hand.

"The Green Ninja," Fugi-Dove gasped, squinting through his goggles. "I didn't think you'd come- I mean... I didn't think you'd be brave enough to face me!"

Lloyd gave him a flat look. "Who are you again?"

The criminal's expression immediately soured. "I'm Fugi-Dove!"

"Doesn't ring a bell," Lloyd said dismissively, sitting down with a thump. "Now, we're going to ask you some questions. If you cooperate I may be able to release you from your charges."

Fugi-Dove smirked. "Oh-ho-HO! So, that's the name of the game, huh? I'll have you know, that my lips are sealed tighter than a walrus!"

"What?"

The fowl cosplayer managed to get enough give in his cuffs to mime locking his lips and throwing away the key. Lloyd blinked at him slowly for a few moments before taking the clipboard from the police chief.

"Fudge-Bird or whatever, you were caught talking with your neighbour Street Thug Number Four about having connections with former Lord Garmadon," Lloyd asked. "Can you please tell me if that was a fact or  if you were merely name-dropping in hopes of gaining respect?" His voice was to the point and professional. The only that gave away his true emotions were the tap-tap-tapping noise of his pen against the table.

Fugi-Dove sniffed. "Of course it is true. Garmadon is a very close friend of mine now and I will never reveal anything to you, groundhogs!" He leaned forward, placing his wings underneath his chin methodically. "Now that we're on the topic of gaining respect, I'd like to be moved to a more secure cell with the high-class villains."

Lloyd raised an eyebrow. "You were arrested for spraying silly string at a police officer."

"But I did it very maliciously!"

"You were giggling the whole time."

"It was an evil giggle!"

"Look, Fugi-Dove," Lloyd placed down the clipboard. "If you want to be a proper villain you're going to have to do more than fib about being besties with an oni and giggling. Now, if that's all you have to say, I think I've wasted my time here."

Fugi-Dove gasped dramatically and held a hand over his heart. "Well, I have never been more offended in my life! I am an evil mastermind!"

"Oh yeah?" Lloyd challenged, standing up. "What's your favourite ice cream flavour?"

"Rainbow sprinkles," Fugi-Dove replied automatically then immediately kicked himself. "Darn it!"

Lloyd faked a smile. "Thought so." He handed the clipboard to the police commissioner. "I'll be off now."

The police commissioner watched him go with confusion. "Wait! Don't leave me here with him!"

NOTE****

This one's short.

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