"Puff W.D you are in so...so much trouble.", His voice was low. However his eyes showed all his emotions. Anger and tiredness.

It was dark already when Edge approached Puff for a moment. Then stopped, he scanned over puff's body. His diamond red eyes followed over the other. Taking a moment to compose himself, he tried to keep a straight face despite his obvious anger. What pierced through the darkness was Edges eye's, and the baton he held. It seemed to shine from the streetlight nearby. It was just Puff and Edge.

Not only Puff is alone in the dark, he's alone with a pissed off cop. That he ran from. That's likely to kick his ass. Puff couldn't lie to himself... He was scared. His soul was pulsing, if he was human he would be pale and sweating bullets. Click click click. From how much he was shaking, his bones clicked together.

He wished he was anywhere but here right now. Maybe back at the park, his focus fixed on that grasshopper. Maybe he should've kept running instead of stopping so soon. Anywhere was better than here. Maybe he could've made his way to the Parade district.

Who knows what could happen. If Edge was as bad as he seemed then Puff could get hurt badly. Nobody would ever believe him if he was hurt. It was Edge's word over Puff's. Bad scenarios played in Puff's head.

He could get pulled into an alleyway and beaten. This cop could bash his ankles if he wanted and claim Puff jumped from a high place. But that won't happen right? Edge just bluffs and threatens Puff. Surely none of this can happen. The worst that's happened to him was being pinned down.

He couldn't go into the car with Edge. He didn't even want to go home. It was practically a jailhouse there.

His home he loved, his home he stayed in, his home he grew up in...will never feel right again. Not with this cop around.

At this point he might not even go home. Likely back to that small cell. The thought made him whimper.

Puff stepped back, trying to keep space between him and edge. If all else fails, Puff would make a run for it. There was little hope he could get away for a second time however.

"S-Stay away. Put...put that baton away. There is n-no need-", interrupted, he was silenced quickly.

"Shut it! Whatever you have to say doesn't matter. What matters is that you get in the car and continue treatment. It's either do this the easy way with minor consequences or I'm going to be the worst cop you've ever seen.", Edge gripped the baton with both hands in a tight clutch. The cop was just itching for an excuse to use it.

Puff's eyes shifted. From the baton to the cop to the car and back to the baton. Oh, how much that would hurt if Edge used that. He still has bruises from when he fell down the stairwell. As well as when Edge stepped on him.

Puff shuddered. He could feel where edge stomped and twisted his heel on his side. He shook his head to clean his thoughts.

"L-Let's be reasonable... Let's just-"

"Reasonable?! You fuckin' cut off your tracker and ran off?! Not only that I see you managed to cough up that pill I gave you! You are in no position to make negotiations! You are at the mercy of my hands! Now get in the car. Don't make me come over there."

Puff glanced around. He only had one chance at this. He was certainly going to pay the price for a few moments of freedom. But will it be worth it?? Slowly stepping back he kept his eyes focused on Edge.

"Puff!! Come here now! You have nowhere to go!", Red eyes scanned over Puff.

There were a few alleyways around and there was still the park to cut through. Maybe Puff can jump over the fence like he did at home. Or perhaps loose Edge through the alleyway.

"Puff, you're testing my patience.", Edge twitched and started to step forward,"I swear to whatever merciful god there is, if you don't come here I will drag you by the neck! Have you lost your mind?!", His voice further broke the silence around them,"You need these pills. They're legally required for a reason."

"No! I'm not going back there! I'm not going to take them! I have been hiding behind an artificial happiness pill for most of my life. I feel more emotional without them then ever before. "

"There is no reason why you should feel other emotions. Sadness makes you miserable and anger just makes you act out irrationally!"

"No! I'm not taking them anymore! I've felt actual happiness and it's much sweeter then what anyone else can ever experience! Being upset is natural to grow up with and so relieving afterwards, how can anyone else live without these emotions?"

"Enough!", Edge puts away his baton, taking out handcuffs instead,"You're lucky I just took my pills. I'm at the 'height' of my joy pills. I'm willing to be a little merciful but you're not fully out of punishment." He stepped forward. Tap tap tap the heel of his boots clicked against the concrete.

Puff whined backing away. He looked towards the park before dashing away. He needed to get far from here. Get away from this cop.

Edge was in shock for a moment. He had to admit... Puff was bold. But that boldness might get him hurt.

"Three...", Edge mumbled to himself, looking toward where Puff ran.

"Two...", He shifted.

"One.", He popped his knuckles, and quickly followed Puff. Here we go chasing after him once again.

Puff ran through the park, cutting across the grass. He was making a beeline towards the back of the park. To hop over the fence and go from there.

A quick glance over his shoulder made Puff's heart drop for a moment. Edge was quickly gaining on Puff. He could easily tackle Puff to the floor if he catches up at this rate. He continued to push himself, to keep running and to not stop.

Running through a playground, ducking under monkey bars and passing the swings. Edge followed almost catching up to Puff. He reached out, grabbing the back of Puff's shirt collar.

"Got you!", He yanked the downer back and took out his cuffs. One of Puff's wrists was cuffed. Edge reached for the other wrist.

Puff struggled and thrashed," hands off! ", With puffs free arm he pulled back, using his elbow and striking Edges abdomen. The officer gasped letting go of Puff's cuffs to hold himself. He growled, when he recovered puff was already running up the stairs, going up the playground platform.

"Enough playing games with me, Puffball!", He followed going up the stairs and onto the platform. He held onto the railing, steadying himself. The hit knocked the wind out of him.

The more Puff ran, the more he knew it was going to be worse in the end. And yet... He can't give up now.

"I can't come with you. No matter what I won't be going back on that treatment!", Backing up, Puff looked over at the slide. He was weighing his options on how to get away.

He can go down the slide, but Edge might have the chance to go down the stairs and catch him there. He could run past Edge and push him. However he risks getting caught. He already has one cuff on his wrists. All Edge needs to do is cuff his other wrist or to a pole. Then it's over.

"You're delusional. Puff... You're suffering from a withdrawal. Just like before. You're just panicking. Once you're on treatment, you'll feel much better and all of this will be a bad memory.", Inching closer, Edge slowly reached out. His eyes flickering from the cuffs to Puff.

"You need this treatment! You've always been on it, why stop now?", Slowly reaching up towards Puffs hand, he came closer.

'stay still. Stay fucking still.', Edge thought.

Puff stepped back, looking towards the slide, weighing his options again, he decided for the slide. Quickly turning and sliding down. He landed on the soft foam and ran off once more.

Edge's teeth grinded together. He should've grabbed Puff when he had the chance. Why was he being so easy on Puff?! He shouldn't be. Edge slides down, running after him.

Puff could see the fence. He looked over his shoulder, he had enough time to hop over if he was quick enough.

Puff quickly puts his hands over the fence, hopping up and hooking one leg over. He was about to pull the other leg over however, Edge grabbed him.

"I'm tired of playing these chasing games Puff! My nerves are stretched beyond thin.", He pulled Puff towards him with his cuffs ready.

"Ow ow! You better unhand me now!"

"What are you going to do about it?", Edge glared daggers into the other. His grip tightened around Puff's arm.

Puff glared back. For a moment his fear went away. He winded his leg back and kicked as hard as he could into Edge's face.

A yelp came from the officer as his head snapped back. He fell to the floor, clutching at his nose that was now gushing blood. Puff took this moment to hop over the fence and run off again.

"Oh you little bitch! I'll break your hand for that!", He slowly got up, looking at his palm and clothing. They were ruined and stained. Edge kept himself a little leaned forward, watching a small red puddle form. He bit his lip, wiping the blood off his face and hopping the fence. He splashed in mud. Fantastic! Just what he needed.

He looked around, the alleyway split off in three directions. Forward, to his left, and the right. The alleyway in front of him led to the Street while left and right was behind buildings.

The officer carefully jogged behind the buildings. It was disgusting and smelled awful. Trash was littered behind an old restaurant. Some scattered and ripped clothes from a clothing store. Vines and weeds grew around the base and up the walls of some buildings.

Edge was at a loss. The tracks left in the mud from his little runaway downer was already getting muddled up. That, and grey clouds were rolling in. It was going to rain, heavily too it looks like. The tracks will be washed away and he'll have to drive around again. He couldn't risk losing Puff again.

He followed the tracks again, it took a turn between buildings. He caught a glance at someone down the alleyway. He mentally prepared himself. Mentally prepare for whatever stunt Puff would pull. Just thinking about this troublesome skeleton made his head hurt.

He growled. He was about to snap at the figure down the alleyway. However he stopped and composed himself. This wasn't who he was looking for...

It was just a rabbit in an apron. Their long ears twitched as they looked over. Confused more than anything. They held a trash bag, throwing it away and quickly walking away towards the restaurant. The tracks left behind, somewhat, looked like what Edge was following. Great. He went after the wrong monster. A rabbit.

He turned around, surveying the area once more. There were no more hints around. Nothing that could help him get on track. Everything in the mud looked the same to him. He couldn't tell which were footprints and which was just muddled up mud.

A migraine was setting in,"Great...I lost a rebeliant little downer and my head is pulsing. Can I have a break today?!", He leaned against the walls, walking back towards the park. He'll have to make a file on Puff and make sure all officers in the area are aware. He couldn't let this troublesome maggot get away that easily.

The clouds rolled in quickly. The first drop of water splashed on Edge's face. Then Another then another. Drip, drip, drop the rain splashed onto the mud, making it slippery.

Edge slowly walked through the mud, making sure to hold onto the wall for support. Occasionally his foot would slip, making him slide. Before he hit the ground he caught himself. This just pissed Edge off more. He was hoping he didn't fall, he wasn't in the mood to clean disgusting mud off of him.

He was mentally scolding himself. Why was he so easy on Puff?! When they were in front of the park he could've easily grabbed him. When they ran through the playground, if he lunged forward he would've caught Puff. If he did, they would be at Puff's house right now.

The rain started to come down harder, blurring Edge's vision. He can only make out the outline of objects. He stumbled passed another alley, dragging his ruined boots along. He looked over, seeing a silhouette of a figure.

"Hey! Halt right there!", Edge quickly moved towards the figure. If it was who he was looking for then he couldn't risk walking by.

The silhouette looked behind. It turned , raising one hand up as he walked backwards.

"Hey! Can't you hear me? Stay right there!", He raised his voice. Whoever it was probably can't hear him over the pounding rain.

Whoever it was, they backed into a trashcan, causing them to fall with a splat! The mud clinged to the figure's clothes. They struggled to get up. Each time they seemed to get their balance they slip back onto the floor.

As Edge inched closer and squinted, he could make out some details. Dirty clothes, tall, a cuff hanging from one wrist. This fucker! This little fucker was the one that ran away.

"Puff god damn it! My clothes are ruined and I haven't been in a bad mood like this in years!", He straddled on top of the other, gripping his wrists.

"Get off of me! If you're going to take me back you're gonna have to knock me out. I won't go back there willingly."

"I might as well knock you out! I wish I left you in that cell. I wish the higher up officers took you! You are nothing more than trouble!"

"Maybe you should've! But here we are!"

Edge grabbed puff's neck with one hand, squeezing slightly, "I'm about to knock your teeth in! You fucking make me bleed you little bastard! ", He clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm. He raised his fist as he glared at Puff.

Puff squirmed and looked up, his eyes tracing the fist and up Edge's arm,"You've always threatened me but done nothing! Do it if you say you will! You are the worst monster I've ever met."

"And you are the worst downer I've ever met!", Edge twitched. This was exactly what he needed to do it. He brings his fist down, slamming into Puff's cheek. He stands up, slamming his heel into Puff's side and twisting. The other cried out, grabbing Edge's foot and trying to push away.

However Edge didn't stop. His built up anger was let out by hurting Puff. He twisted his heel, and punched the other. On his last blow, he jabbed Puff's jaw, knocking him out.

Limp, beaten, and bleeding. Puff twitched in the mud.

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After trudging through the mud and walking down the long street, Edge finally got to the car while carrying Puff. Putting him in and buckling up, Edge wiped the cold water from his face. He was shivering and sniffled.

Edge sits in the car, rubbing the bridge of his nose. It still hurts. He had to admit, Puff was strong when he wanted to be. However that was a problem. He was going to need a long rest to recover from today. That... As well as recover for the next few days. He wouldn't be surprised if he got sick. He felt ill already, aching and tired.

He was shivering, his uniform was sticking to him. He shifted, adjusting his shirt.

He turned on the heater, warm air pressed against Edge's cold body. It was soothing and reliving to finally warm up.

With that, the car drives down the street, twisting and turning around the city.  He occasionally glanced back in the rearview mirror. Now that his anger was gone he started to feel a little bad. Just a little. He left horrid bruises and wounds on puff's body. A bruise was already forming where he jabbed Puff in the jaw.

Maybe he should've gone a little easier. No. A heavy hand was needed and a punishment was needed. But maybe...

Edge looked back again and groaned. He shakes his head, why was something nagging at him to not take him to jail. Throw him in the slammers. Puff can be someone else's problems. It felt wrong.

"Ah, fuck it. I can't do this...", He turned the car around, driving back down the streets. He wasn't going to bring Puff to jail. He was going to do... A bit of a personal experiment. He was going to try a different angle to take care of Puff.

Edge sighed to himself,"Just a few days and no more... I don't know how much more I can handle this."