It’s always a good day until..
Owen Sharp
Someone wants a piece of your candy.
The three individuals that had just met, had really nothing in common. Or at least it seemed that way for the time being. Then what was the reason for them to work together? Perhaps, each had a sort of a caring heart? Or maybe, their reasons were different but each wanted to help these people out. The first point of concurrency had been established and the trio was now intent on working together to solve the dilemma. The mysterious case of barking cows, meowing chickens and cuckooing dogs needed to be solved. A Sherlock was unavailable in the current time and place, hence these three were stepping up to the situation.
”Let’s go to a local bar, the only reliable place for getting information” suggested Owen looking at the two. The hawk man was named Keiji and the young looking cute one among them was a doctor who went by the name of Grimpot. He felt good about these two for no apparent reason. Probably because he felt that neither of them would go for his candy. If he felt any hostile intent towards his candy, then that would be a troublesome situation at hand. However, that was not the case and he was content with their company. The sun had now begun to set becoming tired from shining throughout the day. The time was perfect to make an appearance in a bar. Maybe they could acquire some information then secure some lounging. If they did decide to go with a rather leisurely approach for solving the mystery. They could go the gangster route, secure the information, blow up the bar. Then find the reason for all the problem and blow it up too. ”I wonder why the marines haven’t done something about this”, Owen couldn’t help but think this. This town was under their influence wasn’t it?
Regardless of what the marines were doing at the time, the group made their way through the streets that had now begun to become darker. Children were no longer to be seen in the streets, probably tucked away in the homes. Gents were roaming around, heading for their homes probably. The occasional drunk could now be seen in the street. Night life was just about to begin in Orange town. Things had only begun to become more interesting for the candy eating individual. In the distance, a small dusty wooden bar was visible. The town made of mostly stone and comprising of stone orange colored buildings had now gone dark and manmade lights illuminated their way. The sound of music, drunk individuals, some unmentionable ladies could be heard in the distance. ”Oh the inhumanity, how can these guys be content with this sort of music?!”, sadly commented the candy eating musician. It was probably an okay tune for a normal person but for a musician such as Owen, he really was unhappy with it.
482 words // Nighttime,orangetown, Owen, Keiji,Grimpt //7/10//
Made by threshie of wicked wonderland.