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Ever since he became chief of police and sheriff, Thomas Fischer has made it his goal to build better community relationships between the people of Sanctuary and the local police department. Making it his mission to always include something from the police department in local events and festivals around the year. A part of him truly did believe that building better relationships helped improve the jobs of the officers. The officers could do their job in protecting and helping the community and the community could put their trust in them on a formal and informal foundation. 

Maybe this was influenced by his youth days in Sanctuary when his house was broken into and his mother was taken away from him too young. He felt like the officers did not do much to ease or improve the situation that the Fischers were placed in. In his teen years, he always heard the adults talk badly about the police department and maybe that’s when the fire sparked. He wanted to make Sanctuary a safer and better place. He wanted to be known for improving the force and so on. That was exactly what he has been doing since getting on the force and he is proud that he was voted into the sheriff and chief position years ago. 

The festival was a big deal and he allowed the individuals with families to have the day off or be on call, so they could enjoy the annual festival. The others would be participating at the police department stand that he had planned for this festival. 
Making sure the trailer was appropriately hooked up to the back of his truck, Thomas was trying to get everything ready first thing in the morning. Waking up at 5 AM like usual and getting a light breakfast at home or at one of the local restaurants or cafes, he has been at the department since roughly 6:30 in the morning. Knowing the festival did not start till 2 in the afternoon, the man wanted to make sure everything was up and ready around noon. 

Around eight this morning, he went around the area of the festival and placed roadblocks, slow zone signs, and children at play signs to make sure the area was safe. It would at least help lower incidents that could possibly happen. Continuously loading materials into the back of his truck and onto the trailer, he sighed while placing his hands on his hips and stretching back slightly. Looking up into the sky. 

“[color=66946b]Aah caint believe aah'm sore today…[/color]” Thomas must have slept wrong or something. His shoulder was bothering him or maybe it was the fact that he wasn’t requesting any help while loading heavy things into his truck alone. The items were not that heavy… at least he would say they weren’t. Currently, he had a few fold-out tables and chairs packed in, the dunk tank, and a few K9 training items for something he had in mind. 

A few of the officers were excited about the dunk tank idea and wanted to participate right away. They got their leader, Thomas Fischer, to even agree to be in the dunk tank for at least thirty minutes during the festival. This part of their booth was going to be free along with the K9 canine game that he would be setting up for children. The dunk tank was for smiles and laughs. The K9 game would allow kids to win stickers themed around the local police department, candy, and ice cream coupons for the local ice cream joint. A part of him was already regretting his agreement to be in the dunk tank. “[color=66946b]Maybe aah could tell 'em that aah forgot mah swim trunks,[/color]” Joking to himself as he knew that was not going to work at all. They would throw him into the tank fully suited up if they would have to. He had to keep his word at this point. 

Beginning to crank down the ratchet as he tightened everything to secure it onto the trailer. His plan was to get everything set up and ready to go by noon so they could begin filling the tank around then, setting up the food stand part, and everything else. Getting into his truck, he was at the festival location or at least where the booth would be within fifteen to twenty minutes. 

Stepping out of his truck, the vehicle was turned off at this point, and he began to untighten everything and start at it. Other than the two games that they were having for free, the police department's booth was going to have meals for $5. This would give the option of a burger or hot dog with the choice of chips and a various amount of options for drinks. All the drinks were children friendly. Bottles of water, juice boxes, and a variety of canned pop. 

As he began to put the dunk tank together, the man realized this was going to be more difficult alone but not impossible to do. It caused his shoulder to ache a little more than he wanted it to, but he was working through it. 
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[b]Location[/b] Festival Location, specifically the police department booth section 
[b]Time[/b] Almost 9 AM 
[b]Mood[/b] Content 
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