The clown cops find her

OJust as Vanessa had made it to the building infront of her, two clowns dressed as cops blocked the entrance. "Ah ah ah missy, troublemakers like you ain't getting away with nothin here in the naughty street!" The male clown cop on the left spoke in a deep southern accent. "I don't have time for this shit!" Vanessa yelled and ran to her left down the street.

The two cops chased after her, the female one grabbed her radio. "We got a runner south side of the street all units be advised!" She yelled into her communicator as the two ran down the street. Vanessa was growing more and more confused and infuriated with this place, she was being accused of things she hadn't even done.

Vanessa shoved people out of the way as she ran, yelling "MOVE!!" while she did it. She shoved one man into a stall, causing it to collapse onto him. By the time Vanessa was nearing the end of the street, she'd caused so much chaos and anarchy. Vanessa saw the entrance to the street that she'd been wrongfully thrown through. She directed herself toward the door, hoping that with enough **** she could push through it.

Her technique was perfect but the door, was unfortunately too strong for her. Vanessa landed face first into the wooden door, causing her to fall backwards and onto her big butt. Winded, she rubbed her head and tried to stand up. The two cops chasing her had finally caught up to Vanessa, the two chuckling like clowns as they saw Vanessa lay on the floor.

The male pinned Vanessa to the ground, causing her to shriek in pain. "LET GO OF MEE!! I'VE DONE NOTHING WRONG!!" She yelled and rustled about while the other clown cop cuffed her hands behind her back. "Oh yeah? The mess you caused just by running is enough reason for your arrest!" The male clown cop told Vanessa.

As soon as her hands were cuffed, the two cops grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up to her feet. She was swiftly escorted away, screaming expletives and threats. She looked back, seeing the exit she could've escaped through, and whimpered. The receptionist behind the stall she'd encountered earlier waved at Vanessa, who glared back. The woman smiled evilly, as if she knew Vanessa would be arrested by clown cops at some point.