I present to you the fully-edited second edition of "Gordy Gumshoe Goodness," a series of fun-filled adventures featuring Gordy Gumshoe, the first-born son of Dick & Maggey Gumshoe! I'd like to give a very appreciative shout-out to JordanPhoenix ("Turnabout Everlasting," Double DILF Doodies") for allowing and encouraging me to use this character.

Apart from a few minor changes here and there, the main purpose of this edit is to place the episodes in chronological order. I went into this story not intending to establish a continuity; it was only to be a series of drabbles. It really is cool how a story can take on a life of its own, isn't it?

Reviews are appreciated!

** Prologue **
LITTLE BOY WONDER

February 6, 2022

The delicious aroma of dinner on the stove stirred Dick Gumshoe's senses as he stepped through the front door of his Los Angeles condo.

"Honey! I'm home!" Gumshoe announced in his booming voice, perfectly aware of how painfully blasé he sounded yet knowing perfectly well that his wife loved it. It's just another one of my endearing character traits, he thought.

"Dinner's almost ready, dear," Maggey Gumshoe answered from the kitchen. "I made your favorite!"

"Mmmm!" said Gumshoe, setting his briefcase on the floor. He loosened his tie and tugged it off with one hand. He had just moved to take off and hang up his long overcoat when he heard a high-pitched squeal, followed by the sound of bare feet running down the hall. It's just like clockwork, thought the burly police chief. Three, two, one … and he was nearly knocked over as his two-year old son bowled into him.

Which was really saying something, seeing as how Dick Gumshoe himself was built like a tank and could more than likely lift his two closest friends—defense attorney Phoenix Wright and prosecuting attorney Miles Edgeworth, both grown men—by the scruffs of their necks without even breaking a sweat.

(Gumshoe secretly hoped that Wright and Edgeworth would give him the perfect excuse to do that someday!)

With an exaggerated grunt, Gumshoe quickly wrapped his coat around the little boy, who crowed with laughter. "What's going on here?!" he laughed. "Something's found its way into my coat!"

"Daddy, Daddy!"

"I wonder what it is!" The detective boomed, fully enjoying his little game. "Is it a little puppy?"

"No no, not puppy!"

"Not a puppy?!" Gumshoe exclaimed in mock outrage. "Are you sure about that? Maybe it's a big, scary monster instead, pal!" He let out a roar, sending the little boy into near-hysterics.

"No monster! Daddy, no monster!"

"Not a monster, pal? Hmm … " Gumshoe mused, looking around. "Then could it possibly be … wait a minute!" He threw open his overcoat, holding the giggling boy at arm's length and making a show of scanning him critically. "Wonder of wonders, it's Little Boy Wonder! What's your name, Little Boy Wonder?"

"I'm Gordy, pal! Remember? I'm GORDY GUM-CHEW!" The toddler fixed his father with a Look. It was the same frosty stare Maggey gave him now and then—a look that promised punishment to come and that if he tried to run away, no force in the universe WOULD STOP HER FROM FINDING HIM!

It was a sight Wright and Edgeworth would have loved to have seen: the sight of the grandest Powerhouse Detective in the Los Angeles district, quailing in fright under the forbidding Look of his two-year old son!

"Daddy," Gordy intoned solemnly. "All right, I'm Gordy Gum-Chew, see? You know, you know!"

"You're getting way too good at the Look, pal," Gumshoe conceded with his signature grin. "So whaddaya say, GORDY GUM-CHEW? Should we go get some grub?"

"Grub, grub! Gum-Chews get grub!" Gordy howled with delight.

"What's Mommy making for dinner tonight?"

"Weenies! I loooooove weenies!"

Gumshoe chuckled blithely as he picked up the two-year old child and set him atop his broad shoulders. He truly was the luckiest man in the world! "Let's go see what Mommy's got for us."