This weekend was very interesting because my Prince had his first arrests and cooperation with the police. It all started when he and my Ivy went on intervention in Friday at the end of Mikey’s birthday party. This is what they told me it happened.

Prince: We arrived at the address and we met a man and his family; his wife and two little children. The man said that their neighbor is having illegal party making terrible noise that scares his wife and children. It isn’t the loud music that bothers them but loud bad language like curses, vulgar shouts and bottle breaking on their brick wall fence. They called police several times who could do nothing since neighbor obviously have somebody who inform him about their arrival. They split and hide before police knock on their door. Since they weren’t able to catch them, they told the man to call Antonio’s agency. 

Ivy: We promised to man that we’ll help him. We asked him to give us some alcohol. He didn’t have it but he gave us two bottles of wine and 6 beers. We went to his neighbor and rang the doorbell. Some guy ajar the door, looked at us, smiled and let us in. I think he let us in because he saw us holding booze and he thought we came to the party. He wasn’t the neighbor but the party participant. The whole place smelled on cigarettes, booze and piss. Fucking disgusting. Very soon we discovered who the owner of the house is. Very ugly stinking like a shit motherfucker. He welcomed us to the party thinking that we are friends of some of his invitees because he asked us who told us about the party. Prince told him: “No one.” And showed him the badge. The man shouted: “Fucking police party breakers!” I immediately turned and pulled my gun toward the people. Prince grabbed him for the shirt and said:

- This party is over! You broke the law and I will arrest you now, you piece of shit!

The man: Fuck your mother, blond asshole!

Prince punched him in the face twice making him bleed.

Prince (to me): I punched him not because I thought he swore my biological mother, but mom Boss. You know how much I still love her. (Swearing someone’s mother in our country is the utmost offense, especially if mother passed away).

Ivy: Seeing the gun, all party members scattered. Then we dealt with him. Prince punched him few times in the stomach very hard saying: "This is for scaring your neighbors and their children. I swear, I will break your legs if I hear you disturbed them in any way." Cuffing the guy he spotted a drug needle in the corner. He told me to look for drugs.

(In our country isn’t like in American movies where you have to have proper search warrant to search for the drugs and arrest drug dealer or criminals. If you have a clue you just act).

Ivy: I searched everywhere and I found the package of various drugs hidden inside the furnace that wasn’t in use. Prince pressed him to tell him where he gets his drugs from, but the man didn’t want to tell him. Causing him pain, Prince forced him to tell him who deals the drug for him and where. He rat out two guys who are dealing the drugs in “that and that” high school for him. Then Prince called the police who came and took the man into the jail.

My luvs paid a visit to drug dealers in Saturday. They didn’t hide because they didn’t know my luvs found the drugs. They just thought they were sent by the police to break the party and that they came now to collect info about them. They were juveniles, so they spoke with them in the presence of their parents. Well, parents of one guy knew about drug dealing of their son and they were getting the cut. My Prince made them confess and he report them to the police. Second one had a help of his girlfriend who dealt the drugs among their friends. My luvs had to report their parents to the police as them as well. He told all of them that if he catches them in drug using and dealing again, he will break their arms.

Chief of the police commended their work and encouraged them to continue. Everyone in our family were very proud at them. My dad kept his word; he approached to them and hugged them each praising their courage and boldness. Antonio? He couldn’t stop speaking about them and how much they means to his agency. My luvs? Since nobody stopped praises and glorification, they grabbed their hands, ran to our beach and jumped into cold sea enjoying in each other. Me? I’m proud at them because they do what they know the best. Our children are lucky to have parents like my Prince and Ivy.