First off I want everyone who is watching for my fanfictions to continue that they will be updated but the ghost who likes to follow me around who I nicknamed Claude (from Kuroshitsuji) has a tendency to make my things disapper and made Surprise vanish.
Second this one will be slow to update since my friend Courtney is writing them while I give her the mysteries and layout. So if anyone has any good ideas for this it would be awesome of you to give me ideas and they might come up ^_^
Third Chookie is a word that another one of my friends came up with and is her word only so no stealing it and I also dont own Sherlock Holmes but I do own the fem version of him along with the fem version of Watson
Now onto the first mystery of Kyuubi Holmes and Chookie Watson
It was April 14th around two p.m. when a lady came to us with a case. We were just finishing a rather silent lunchon when our landlady came in saying someone was here to see Holmes.
She was a woman of riches; her long, dark brown hair flowed below her shoulders, chocolate eyes filled with worry, and her deep red dress full of ruffles. She wore no rings and looked to the age of 38 or right close to there. "You are Kyuubi Holmes, right?" She asked quickly.
"Yes, I am Kyuubi Holmes and this is my dear friend, Chookie Watson. How may we help you?" Holmes seemed bored with her already. She propably won't take the class at this rate. "I'm Elizabeth. Two days ago I had five thousand dollars stolen out of my house. The police couldn't find anything out place or any clues as to who stole it." Holmes would never take such a simple case. She would solve it quickly and get bored way too fast, but then again we haven't had a case in a month.
"Anyone you think would have took it? Husband, kids, friends, anyone out to get you?" Holmes asked. So she is taking a case; her chemistry must be boring her to. "My husband divorced me and moved to Italy where he died of a heart attack. My son and his wife were at a friends party the night the money was stolen. My daughter-in-law's parents came over two weeks before but left shortly after because I wouldn't support them."
"They left because you wouldn't support them?" I asked. Well that pretty much solves that case but we will have to prove it. "Yes. They kept asking me for money but I wouldn't give them any. They left a week or so before the money was stolen. It couldn't have been them."
With a sigh Holmes stood up and said "Well, Ma'am, may we see the room the money was in?" We had already asked too many question to turn her down now. We have no choice but to help her. "Yes! I live on Forest Hill in 334. I meet you there. Thank you so much!"
I looked at Holmes. She looked like she really wish she hadn't chose to take the case. "Well, my dear Watson, would you care to accompany on this case? It will be solved before the night is done with." She is bored already. Or maybe she was still bored from not having any cases for a month? "Of course I will accompany you. I have nothing to do to day."
When we got there Elizabeth showed us the room where the money was stolen from. Holmes looked around the room lazily. He must not have found anything interesting 'cause he asked where her daughter-in-law's parents lived.
"Good afternoon. May we help?" An old woman answered the door. She must be the wife. "May we ask you some questions Ma'am? You and anyone else that is staying here." She looked a bit nervous, but she let us in to their sitting room and called for her husband and son. "Did you know a Elizabeth had five thousand dollars stolen a few days ago?" They all looked away from us; any where but us. "Oh? Do they know who took her money? That poor girl." asked the husband.
"No, sir, there were no signs of anyone breaking in. Who ever it was must have known where the safe was." The comment I made made them grew pale; the son became fidgety. That made Holmes smirk but he hid it quickly. "Do you know anyone that would want to do this to her?"
"No. She is such a sweet girl. I can't believe someone did that to her." They won't look at us. She looked at her hands while she said that; spoke in a whisper. This the first time they ever did something like this. "Thank you for your time. We will be going now."
"They took it Holmes. They stole the money." I said as we walked by their garden. "We know that, but we don't have enough to make a case yet." She stopped at the rose bushes and looked down. If I didn't know Holmes I would have thought she was admiring the roses, but she saw something that was out of place. "What is it, Holmes?"
This time she didn't even try to hide her smirk when she pointed at an ever so small rise of the dirt in the rose bush. She carefully dug up a suitcase with the money and a pair of clothes in it. "Soon, dear Watson, we can take them to court. We just need to catch them in the act." I nodded as he covered the suitcase back up with the dirt. "We while catch them to night. They know we are on to them."
We walked through town til sundown then we had dinner at a little restaurant. When the sun finally went down we sat behind a bush that looked at their rose bushes. "They should be coming out any minute to get the money and flee the country. We will catch them when they try to leave. I have already informed Lestrade to meet us there."
"Ah, here they come, Watson! Those two must be cousins." Sure enough, five people came out and stopped at the rose bush. They split the money in half; the two we didn't see left first and then five minutes later the other three left. We hurried after the first two so we could beat them there. "Now we wait for the cousins to get here and then the parents. What an easy case. We should have never took it."
"If you hadn't who know how long until the next case came. You were bored anyway." Lestrade grummbled to himself about how late it was and why he was here. Before I could say anything to him, Holmes was running toward the thiefs. Lestrade and I followed behind her since neither of us seeing any reason for running like she did.
The five amited to stealing the money and trying to leave the country. They were arrested on the spot and since they amitted their crime they went stright to prision without having to go to court. Now we are back at the flat and Holmes is smoking her daily pipe in her armchair while I sit in mine and read.
"That was a very boring case. It was a job well done, would you care to join me for dinner at Clos Maggiore and Lotte Lehmann at the Opera House tomorrow?"
I would like to say thank you to all of those who have decided to read this and will get a cookie from Chookie for reviwing XD
And once again no stealing Chookie, the word belongs to my friend