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I am a sucker for sick fics.

How would being down with a cold/flu affect GCBC? Would they even share the cold? Tolerate it better than the other? How pathetic would they be? How would they take care of themselves!?? Everybody else realizing their sick and reacting to it... I like self-care and

Bad Cop peeled his eyes open. Their room was brightly lit by late-morning sun, telling him that they had overslept so late their alarm clock had long since given up on any attempts to wake them. He let out a groan as his eyes fell closed once more. Business was going to be pissed that they took so long to call out. He groped the night table for their phone and tapped out a barely comprehensible text explaining they were sick before sending it off to their boss, and then proceeded to drop the phone on the floor.

Every inch of their body ached, their energy completely sapped by their body's fight against the fever they undoubtedly had. Bad was glad he'd used the last of their spoons to make that chicken noodle soup last night before they crashed; there was no way he would manage it now.

He let out a groan of dismay when his stomach churned at the thought of food. Crap. He'd forgotten ginger ale... The churning became more urgent and he threw himself out of bed.

Emmet frowned to himself as the minutes ticked by and there still was no sign of the Cops. Not that they ever really spoke to each other when they were in the same area, but Emmet had noticed they were men of routine almost as much as he was himself, and normally they would be here for their lunch break about now.

"Is something the matter?" Lucy asked before taking a bite out of her sandwich.

"Good Cop and Bad Cop are usually here for their lunch break by now."

"And?" Lucy frowned at him. "What do you care? It's not like they even talk to anyone."

"Probably because nobody talks to them." Benny pointed out. Lucy rolled her eyes. "Maybe they decided they were in the mood for something else today? There's enough other places to go eat."

"Maybe; I don't know..." Emmet murmured. "Something just feels off about it to me. I ALWAYS see them here."

"Let's go see if they're home then." Benny suggested.

"But I don't know where they live?"

"Don't worry. I do."

They grabbed their lunch to go, and Benny directed Emmet to the apartment building where the Cops lived. They took the elevator up to the correct floor, and Benny knocked on the door. It was almost a full minute before they heard heavy footsteps approaching.

"Wow. You look like crap." Lucy said when the door opened. Bad Cop scowled at her.

"Really? Cause I feel fresh as a daisy. What are you all doing here."

"We didn't see you at the usual lunch spot, so I got a bit... concerned." Emmet admitted. Bad Cop blinked in surprise.

"You actually paid enough attention to notice?"

"Well, yeah! What else am I supposed to do, just completely ignore your existence?" Bad Cop stared at him. Emmet stared back. "...Oh. Well I'm not going to do that."

"I can see that." Bad Cop muttered. He then cursed and hurried back further into the apartment. Emmet clapped a hand over his mouth and turned green when the ensuing sounds reached his ears.

Benny winced. "Yeah, that sounds bad... Uh. Maybe you guys should go? I doubt they'll want to be crowded, and there's no sense risking all three of us catching it."

"What are you going to do?" Lucy asked.

"Help them out, if they'll let me. Being sick by yourself sucks."

"But don't you have to get back to work too?" Emmet managed to get out.

"Eh." Benny waved him off. "I set my own schedule. It's fine." Emmet accepted that answer and hurried away, Lucy following close behind. Benny let himself in and looked around to see what they already had on hand. A bottle of ibuprofen sat on the kitchen counter, and a peek in the fridge revealed a large bowl of homemade soup, but there was no sign of anything ginger to be found. He did eventually find a box of mint tea buried in a cupboard though, and hummed to himself. That would probably help. He brewed a cup and waited for them to come back out of the bathroom.

Good Cop seemed surprised to see him still there when they emerged a few minutes later. "You're still here?"

Benny shrugged and held the mug out to them. "I know what it's like having to take care of yourself when you're sick. Thought I'd give you a hand, if you don't mind."

"Oh." Good Cop automatically accepted the tea and took a sip, relaxing as it did help to soothe their stomach a little. "That's... Thank you."

Benny smiled. "What are friends for?"

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You know what?

Alternate ending where Bad Cop didn't just get up and choose loyalty to Business after he killed GC.

Fight fight fight! Even if he flipping dies and gets Kragled with his parents this way, there will be TONS of emotions there that I can eat.

"No more Mister Nice Guy!"

Bad Cop laid where he'd been dropped for a few moments, reeling from the encounter with the Scepter. The silence in his mind was deafening, to the point he could barely hear Business ranting in the background.

"-or are you going to be stuck having a tea party with your mom and dad?!"

Bad Cop finally managed to push himself back up onto his shaking legs. He fully switched in, forcing himself to meet his parents' gazes. They were terrified. He couldn't blame them.

"I can't do it- they're innocent!"

They WERE innocent. They weren't Master Builders. They followed all of Business' instructions. They hadn't done a damned thing to earn this fate- Business had brought them there to punish him.

It wasn't fair.

Bad Cop clenched his fists, trembling from the sheer force of his fury and grief. Good Cop was GONE. There wasn't even the faintest sense of him being asleep in the back of their mind. And Business still expected his complete obedience.

It was in that moment that he realized the fear was gone. Bad Cop looked up as the evil overlord towered over him in those giant boots. What he was about to do would likely get him and his parents killed as well, but he was done. He had already given far too much of his time and loyalty to someone who didn't value it.

"No."

Business looked stunned for a moment, confused by this unexpected response, but it was quick to give way to fury. Bad Cop dove and rolled out of the way as the Micromanager lunged for him, popping back to his feet a moment later and ripping one of its arms off as it reached for him. He threw the arm at Business before diving under the machine, knocking it off balance as he yanked on one of its legs next. It fell to the floor with a tremendous crash. As focused as he was on its legs, he forgot to pay attention to its remaining arm, and in a blink found himself flying through the air with a sharp pain in his side. His parents braced themselves to catch him.

"Son?" Pa questioned, his voice trembling.

"I won't be your punching bag anymore." Bad Cop wheezed as he clutched at his side. He probably had a few broken ribs from the force of that hit.

Business' face was twisted into an enraged snarl. He had the TAKOS' remote control in hand. "That makes this so much easier for me, then."

Bad Cop took off his sunglasses, fixing Business with a defiant glare just before the Kragle hit.

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100% better than Business in every way. Amazing posture; actually touched the child. Minimal to no apprehension. Great work!

Oh I have to check, how did babysitting a child go?

Surprisingly...she's very calm!

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Beby with sound

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Where is the baby now bc btw?

I got to your ask a bit late, I think the baby is gone now. Whoopsies!

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Happy New Year

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Does anybody else feel a VIBE shift over here? I feel crazy but somethings off the rocker.

APRIL FOOLS!!! I know he doesnt like the name Scribble Cop, but his face is all ugly and messed up, what else would I call him? Anyhow, he isn’t really employee of the day. I doubt he would ever be good enough for that. Make sure to BOO him next time you see him, everyone!

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We need to breed more Radford fans

Spooky Month 6 Radford (and Kevin i guess) Collection! For the 3 existing Radford fans

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...Fair enough.

That makes a distance friendly option though! You are way more accessible than your parents.

Oh oh! I remember seeing this: CS Gimme...

ma cop and pa cop CS

The-Computer: Sorry, an image could not be generated with that combination

Error: Bad Cop won't let me upload anything that contains his parents.

C.S: Cute Sleep

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You'd share your parent's parental affection like that?

That's touching but I'm scared of you.... and travelling to the rural side of Bricksburg is a long LONG trip for a hug.

Oh oh! I remember seeing this: CS Gimme...

ma cop and pa cop CS

The-Computer: Sorry, an image could not be generated with that combination

Error: Bad Cop won't let me upload anything that contains his parents.

C.S: Cute Sleep

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Oh- this is really awkward it hurts.

I just want to say I'M SORRY to Bad Cop.

I DIDN'T MEAN IT like that. I'M SORRY I'M SORRY

Oh oh! I remember seeing this: CS Gimme...

ma cop and pa cop CS

The-Computer: Sorry, an image could not be generated with that combination

Error: Bad Cop won't let me upload anything that contains his parents.

C.S: Cute Sleep

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Someone found a potion

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Miku Nikki doodle I did this morn

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??? Gwenvid????? I don't ship them or anyone for that matter! but I think suits make them look cool asf and David is a babygirl tree twink dilf skibidi fanum tax ^_^