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It was Ric's first day on the job as an IPD officer. Ric was excited, and so was Bridge. For the longest time, Ric's systems had been so questionable that he hadn't gone on patrols -- or even outside the station -- for a while. But RIC v2.0 was a valuable asset to their arsenal. And it could be the same on the island!
Well, as long as Cuthbert liked him. Why wouldn't he though?
He and Ric hung out at the meeting spot, Ric bouncing in and out of the bushes, cataloging all the new flora and fauna around him. "You have to be careful now, Ric," Bridge was telling him from his spot on his head, only a few feet away. "They really don't make your parts around here anymore."
Well, as long as Cuthbert liked him. Why wouldn't he though?
He and Ric hung out at the meeting spot, Ric bouncing in and out of the bushes, cataloging all the new flora and fauna around him. "You have to be careful now, Ric," Bridge was telling him from his spot on his head, only a few feet away. "They really don't make your parts around here anymore."