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Button stood up on their tail and let out a series of incomprehensible squeaks in a matter-of-factly manner, waggling a finger threateningly and making a series of accusatory gestures. And even though the sounds made no sense to anyone, seemed to be a list of quite serious crimes, going by the general tone and accompanying body language. After one particularly loud squeak, they then flopped flat on their face as though they had lost their balance and fallen, and after a long sigh, began to drag themselves toward a rubbery-looking bag that looked like it was made out of some sort of subaquatic plant leather. A moment of fishing later, and Button stood upright again, holding a set of handcuffs designed for four arms - which were in no way big enough for human wrists. They waved the handcuffs in warning, then dropped onto their arms and determinedly began crawling they way back over.

Landing directly behind Button, Paragon points an accusing finger, "You! Yes you! You're under arrest for being cute as a button!" She tries keeping a straight face when saying this, "With that perfectly colored purple skin and small beady eyes, you should serve a life sentence for being too cute!"

"Oi, you there!" Greg called out, a hand outstretched as though he were about to clasp the other by the shoulder.

"I am going to have to take you in, I'm afraid. We have rules against vigilantism, and I've read a comic or two in my day. No good comes out of heroes bein' about. It always winds up stirring more trouble than it's worth."

He gestured kindly enough in hopes that she would be obliging. "Come on then, let's make this easy on both of us and let law enforcement do their work."

"Good lord, you monster! You are under-arrest for trying to reveal the secret-identities of those super-heroes, they don’t live under protection for nothing, you know?"

"You there, you're under arrest for trespassing. For one, ONI would like to know what MI7 is doing here without informing the folks in there, and obviously the rest of the agencies under the United States."

"Stop right here, you are under-arrest because you almost stepped on my tail! Be careful the next time! Even the human i know is more careful.. Almost more."

"Hold it right there, criminal scum!"

Armed with a taser, Cedar waved it around in what was supposed to be a threatening manner. "You're under arrest for suddenly not existing!"

It is revealed that Cee is waving the taser at a non-existent person. Someone used to be there, but now that wasn't the case. They stood there at the ready for a few more seconds, before their expression dropped along with their hands.

Scratching the back of their head, feeling awkward, Cee looks directly at whoever is around to witness this.

"I... don't know what I'm doing," They admit, finally ceasing the charade. "I mean, I don't know who you want me to arrest? Like, HER?"

Cee points at Wisconsin. "Like, I'm pretty sure that chick is a boat. A boat that got turned into a person. You want me to arrest a boat? For what? Floating around funny? Growing legs?"

Two bodyguards leapt forward with their weapons, aiming them at Cee. "Halt! Hands in the air!"
"You are arrested for hopping through universes!"

Crepito spoke up, "It is very dangerous, you could alter things in universe that couldn't be fixed." He said to them.

One of he bodyguards hit the ground before he knew what hit him. Vince quickly kneed down on his back, ready to jump the other one, as his target trained a weapon on him.
For a moment, Vince sat there, snarling, looking like the missing link between human, ape and wolf. Technically, he was still as human as they came. For now.

But then he remembered that he couldn't just get into fights with people. He had to say stuff to be allowed to do that. Reluctantly, he also remembered how to actually talk.

"Halt! I'm here on behalf of the law."
For Vince, that was hard to say with a straight face.
"I'm here to arrest that gal over there for…"
Vince blinked as he realized he didn't know. Annoyed, he searched the pockets of his leather jacket. He was sure the bodyguard wouldn't mind him drawing something in a sudden motion.
Given how long Vince needed to navigate his pocket, that was full of handkerchiefs,, receipts, loose change, usb-sticks he had been searching for weeks… ah, finally he produced the court order.
"…sorry! My bad! Arrest that guy over there for…" Vince had been too distracted by his mistake to retain that info. He skimmed the order again.
"Impersonating a god? But that is an awesome crime! Do I have to arrest people for that?"
Turned out he didn't. He stood up, helped the bodyguard up and just went his way.

After all, bounty hunting was a complicated profession.

Eve was surprised as she said, "you are under arrest because you were taking too long" as she smiles

"Ay!" Pizzard then blows a whistle before holding up a red flag. "You are under arrest for trying to sneak away with my bowl of nachos!"

A dust cloud appeared on the horizon. A second later, Rey's bike jumped over the next dune. He came to a halt with a slide, supported by his foot, before cocking a gun.
He looked at Pizzard McWizard over the rim of his driving-googles. Something in the background exploded. There was a reason for that. Probably.
"With the full authority, given to me by the Elders of the wasteland: you're under arrest for putting pineapple on a pizza!"

Pointing the glowing end of their wand at the biker before them, Ollie scrambled words together to make the arrest statement as cool as he did. "Mister Reynard of the wasteland, you're under arrest for, um, for not wearing a helmet!" They seemed unfazed by the massive explosion in the background.

Oscar glanced back down at the ledger in his hands; the descriptor matched Ollie down to the curls of their hair, but for some odd reason, they just didn't seem to get their nose right.

"Hey, kid," the man greeted, although his tone lacked its usual smooth cheer. "You should've known better than to give out bad luck charms to your bullies. Now, one's found himself in the ICU. I'm afraid I need to escort you off the premises and into juvie."