'NSync are all in J.C.'s car and are going home [you know, their shared home, with shared bed and all...], and Joey is driving, nuff said...
Joey: *involuntary stops and looks at the officer who steps out of his car and walks over to them*
Officer: License and registration, please.
Joey: *hands it too him*
Officer: Okay... and why were you speeding?
Joey: I had to buy a hat *looks at the officer* Where did you buy your hat?
Officer: *mutteres* Okay... would you please step out of the car?
Joey: *sighs, gets out of the car and automatically throws himself on the hood*
Officer: *looks surprised at Joey* Hrm... please spread them.
Joey: I don't go that way *smirks*
Chris: *from the backseat of the car* Can I see *sniff* your gun?
Officer: I'm not allowd to.
Chris: I just wanna *sniff* see if mine *sniff* is bigger.
Officer: *rolls his eyes and concentrates on Joey*
Lance: *admire the officer and watches his every move, until he decides to talk to him* What's your name?
Officer: Hanson. Would you four also get out of the car, please?
Lance: I meant first name *pushes Chris aside and gets out first*
Officer: Doug.
Lance: Oh, Doug *smiles* Do you watch Cops?
Officer: *sighs*
Lance: Please Doug, I wanna know *lays his hand on his shoulder* Did you ever watch Cop Rock?
Officer: *mutters* Yes. Remove your hand.
Lance: *giggles*
Officer: *ignores Lance and turns to J.C.*
J.C: *looks at him quietly*
Officer: Okay, what's your name?
J.C: *wrinkle his forehead*
Officer: Would you please tell me your name?
J.C: *wrinkles his forehead even more and gives him signs that he's deaf* [Well... after hearing 'NSync 'sing' so much as he must have done he could have been deaf...]
Officer: Okay... *turns to Chris*
Chris: *looks extremely drugged* *sniff*
Officer: Turn around.
Chris: *right before the cop is about to frisk him* I don't *sniff* do that on the *sniff* first date!
Officer: *ignores him*
Justin: Can I ask you something?
Officer: What?
Justin: Would you like to go out with me? *smiles*
Officer: *turns around* *irritated* No.
Justin: *starts crying hysterically and hugs J.C.*
Chris: *accusing tone* Look what *sniff* you made *sniff* him do!
Officer: *curses a bit under his breath*
Joey: What's wrong? There's no blood in my alcohol? *smirks* [*shivers*]
Officer: *sighs* Please sign this *hands Joey a ticket and a pen*
Joey: Oh... um... *starts chewing on the pen nervously* Um... eeeeeeeehhhh...
Lance: I love men in uniforms *smiles*
Officer: *does his best to concentrate on Joey*
And so 'NSync got away with a ticket... but since Lance was upset that officer Hanson didn't pay him any attention what so ever he demands to drive. But then he's so mad that he speeds and they get pulled over again.
Joey: *as soon as the officer has come up to the car, right when she says it* License and registration, please.
Officer: *looks at Joey and then at Lance* And why were you speeding?
Lance: I wanted to race.
J.C: *starts giggling in the backseat*
Officer: Do you know how fast you were driving?
Lance: Um... no, my speedometer only goes to...
Justin: *interrupts Lance* Will you go out with me? *smiles*
Officer: *doesn't really pay attention* Sure.
Justin: *gasps* SEXUAL HARASSMENT!!!!!!!
Officer: *looks up from her papers and looks at Justin* Whatever *looks at Joey, J.C. and Chris in the backseat, they all look very stoned* Hrm... Would you please step out of the car?
'NSync: *sighs in sync [haha] and steps out*
J.C: *trips over Joey's leg and falls into the officer*
Officer: *pushes J.C. away from her* *mutters* Get off me...
J.C: *upset* POLICE BRUTALITY!!!!!!!!!
Officer: *looks at him for a second and then at the others* Right *to Lance* ... Miss? *confused* Or... eeeeeeeehh...
Lance: Mr. *rolls his eyes, this is a very common thing*
Officer: Oh, sorry *hands him a ticket and a pen* Please sigh this Mr.
Lance: *nods and starts cleaning his ear with the pen*
J.C: *starts giggling*
Officer: *disgusted look all over her face*
Chris: You know *smiles* you might *sniff* not be the most *sniff* attractive woman I've *sniff* ever met...
Officer: *glares at Chris*
Chris: *smiles* ... but beauty *sniff* is only a *sniff* light switch away... *sniff*
Officer: *ignores him*
Joey: What am I going to do with the drugs?
Officer: *sighs* Hands on the car please...
Joey: *smirks*
Lance: *signs the ticket*
J.C: *stare at the lights* Look at the pretty colors!
Chris: *in amazement* Ooooohh! *stares at the lights too* *sniff*
Officer: *mutters a few curses and turns to Lance and takes the ticket but throws away the pen*
Lance: Oops! That's the wrong name!
Officer: *rolls her eyes*
Joey: You missed a spot *grins*
Officer: Grrrrrrrrrr... *ready to kill them all*
Justin: *looks at J.C. and Chris that's still watching the lights astonished*
Officer: *hisses* Okay, cut it out all of you! I got PMS and a gun, now sign with the righ tname! *hands Lance a new ticket*
'NSync: *realizes that they are in trouble so they decide to do as she tells them to*
And so the 'NStinkers got away with only a ticket again. And now Chris decides to drive, a cop catches a glimpse of a monkey driving at a speed at 200 and realizes that something is wrong and pulls them over.
Officer: *looks suspiciously at Chris* You were going a little bit to fast there...
Chris: I know *sniff*
Officer: Okay *irritated since it's been a long night and all* Would you please step out of the car?
Justin: *starts mumble to himself* Step out of the car, step out of the car, step out of the car... *continues mumbling curses*
Lance: *sees the badge* *ecstatic* I got a badge just like yours!!! *jumps out of the car and smiles sheepishly*
Officer: *curses quietly*
Justin: *mumbles*
Joey: Exuse me, but Dusk... *thinks* Do you have a daughter?
Officer: *irritated* Yes.
Joey: I thought the name sounded familiar... *smiles*
Officer: She's 14 years old.
Joey: Naha, she's 13! She's turning 14 in a month.
Justin: *mumbles*
J.C: *starts talking to his best friend, his hand* Officer Dusk is mad today... yes he is... aha, exactly...
Officer: *turns around ready to kill Joey* And your name is?
Joey: Why do you wanna know? *smirks*
Officer: I prefer to know the name of the people I kill before I bury them...
Joey: *surprised* Are you threatening me?
Justin: *mumbles*
J.C: Officer Dusk is threatening Joey... yes he is...
Officer: No... not at all... *thinks about one word: manslaughter*
Justin: *keeps on mumbling to himself*
Officer: *to Justin* *angry tone* Stop doing that!
Justin: What are you talkin about, DUDE?
Officer: *extremely pissed*
J.C: *still talking to his hand*
Officer: *turns around and looks at J.C. and then turns to the others again* I would like to inspect this car...
J.C: Officer Dusk wants to... *stop talking to his hand* *quickly* There's no alcohol in my car, sir, the last cop got it!
Officer: *gives J.C. an annoyed look* Anyway...
Joey: *looks at Chris* The hmhm! What are we going to do about the hmhm?!
Officer: *looks at Joey*
Joey: The hmhm! J.C.! Stop talking to your hand! He'll find the hmhm!
Chris: *confused* The hmhm? *sniff*
J.C: Dude... do you mean the crack?
Chris: *hits J.C. over the head* Shut up Frankenstein! *sniff*
J.C: Ouch!
Officer: *smirks devilishly* And where could I find this hmhm? *looks at J.C.*
J.C: *looks at the officer, then at Chris and then at the officer again* Uhu... I can't tell you, he'll hit me again...
Officer: I guarantee that he won't hit you. Where can I find the hmhm?
J.C: In the backseat behind Joey's food.
Justin: *start mumbling to himself again*
Chris: You stupid son of a... *hit J.C. over the head again* *sniff, sniff*
J.C: Ouch! *to the officer* You lied!
Officer: That's okay... *puts J.C. in the police car*
J.C: *cowers in the corner, whines and starts sucking his thumb*
Justin: I wanna sit in the front!!!! *hurries in to the car*
Officer: *look at J.C. for a second before he turns to the other*
Joey: Well... you know I'm your daughter's boyfriend and...
Officer: *gives him a pissed look*
Joey: Can I buy your car? *fakes a smile* Or do you wanna buy mine? Actually, we can do a trade and...
J.C: *from the police car* THAT'S MY CAR!!!
Joey: *ignores J.C.* Do you? You'll get everything in it too! Um... almost everything I mean...
Officer: *opens the door to J.C.'s car and finds 10-lbs. of crack after digging through Joey's leftovers* Okay, you got the right to...
Chris: *covers his ears* La la la, I can't hear you! *sniff*
Officer: *mutters and puts him in the car next to J.C. and read their rights* [which won't take that long since aliens doesn't have that many rights...]
Joey: Are you sure you don't wanna buy that car?
Officer: Yes.
Joey: Oh... *thinks for a while* Are your daughter free tonight? I need to get some...
Officer: *turns to Joey and wants to blow his head of* You won't be seeing anyone tonight...
Lance: *whines* I don't wanna go! I wanna stay! I need my makeup! Can I just get my make up? Please, please, please?
Officer: No.
Lance: *starts waving with his arms trying to explain how important it is that he gets his albino makeup with him since there isn't that many places where he can buy it at [or get in to the store for that matter]*
Officer: *irritated* I said no *handcuffs Lance*
Lance: Usually my date buys me dinner first...
Officer: *pushes Lance in to the car with J.C. and Chris*
Chris: I don't *sniff* get it... *sniff* What did I do wrong? *sniff*
Officer: *starts explaining what Chris did wrong, as when you talk to a child*
Chris: *starts repeating him, quietly*
Officer: *curses loudly and turns to Joey*
Joey: *surprised* You want me to get in to the car too?
Officer: Yes, and move it!
Joey: Sure 'dad' *smiles* *gets in to the car*
Officer: Say something like that again and I'll blow your head off!
Lance: Blow? Now? I got handcuffs...
Chris: Shut up *sniff* girly-boy! *sniff*
Lance: No blow? *confused*
Chris: No, shut up now *sniff*
Lance: Um... okay... *starts counting how many holes there is in the fencing, loud*
Officer: *sits down in the drivers seat and looks at Justin who's playing with the siren* CUT IT OUT!
Justin: *surprised* Sorry... *looks out the window* *loud to himself* Gee, what a crybaby...
Officer: *starts the car and heads to the station*
Chris: *starts touching his neck through the fencing* *sniff, sniff*
Officer: Cut it out!
Chris: *sighs* This is boring... *sniff* *looks at the others in the backseat* Can we do something *sniff* else? This isn't fun... *sniff*
Lance: *to the officer* Can I borrow your uniform for a Halloween party? *smiles*
Officer: No!
Lance: Why not? *whines* You didn't let me take my makeup and then you take our crack, and then you won't let me borrow your uniform and you handcuff me and leave me back here with these guys, I do them everyday anyway...
Joey: Not me!
J.C: That's just because you prefer them younger...
Officer: Shut up in the back!
Justin: *starts mumbling to himself*
Chris: Can't we do *sniff* something else? This isn't funny *sniff*
Officer: No.
Chris: *tries to find something to do but decides that it's much more fun poking the officer in his neck through the fencing than anything else*
J.C: *starts talking to his hand again* This is boring, don't you think? ... Exactly! I totally agree...
Justin: *reaches over and starts playing with the siren again*
Joey: Are you really sure you won't sell this car? I'd love one of these... I bet chicks would love it!
J.C: He means kids, yes he does... *keeps mumbling to his hand*
LancE: I am sooooooooooo bored... isn't there anything else we can do?
Officer: *ready to kill them all* SHUT UP! SHUT UP ALL OF YOU!!!!
'NSync: *looks surprised at him*
Justin: Gee, somebody is a little bit touchy...