"The Reapers assaulted the Citadel. They came in vast numbers, securing what they foretold would be a grim sight. They were right, but that didn't stop one Commander Shepard. With a loyal crew at his side, he dove into the fleet, the first one in and the last one out. He secured victory with the aid of several races behind him. He destroyed the Reaper Fleet, taking out vast numbers with every strike. He-"

"Didn't do it alone."

Shepard stopped his self narration of the events that took place 5 months ago and gave a frown to the Turian interrupter of his story.

"Your no fun." he muttered.

"Well, you didn't honestly sign up for this job because you thought It would be 'fun' did you?" taunted the Turian.

"Maybe…" skulked Shepard.

"Well its not. IF you wanted 'Fun' you could have stayed at home with Tali. You signed up to help me, so come on, we need to get to the crime scene."

Shepard sat up from the bench and followed Garrus.

They progressed through the small and somewhat crowded streets, eventually making it to the crime scene.

The victim was an Elcor, his body lay limp beside the table.

"What's the cause of death?" asked Garrus to the C-Sec Officer.

Before the Officer could answer, Shepard entered the crime scene, a magnifying glass in his hands.

"Victim appears to have no noticeable wounds of any sort." he reported.

Before Garrus could talk to the investigator, Shepard continued stating facts.

"Victim appears to have a spoon in his hands."

He followed a trail of milk to the overturned table.

"A spilled bowl of cereal is not far from the crime scene."

Garrus shook his head at Shepard's 'clues'.

"WAIT?" Shepard shouted. Everyone's attention turned to him.

"Spoon! Milk! Bowl! Its clear now!" he ran to the Officer. "Wheres the cereal?"

"What? The cereals in the bowl!"

"Not the cereal. The cereal box!"

"We… we never found one."

"Exactly!" Shepard shouted. He then punched the Officer, who sank in the floor.

"Shepard! What are you doing?"

"FOCUS!" Shepard shouted, slapping the Turian sideways.

"Spoon. Table. Milk. Cereal. Bowl. NO Cereal box! Don't you see Garrus!"

Garrus only looked at the crazy Spectre turned C-Sec officer.

"Were not looking for just any killer! Were looking for-"

*He put on sunglasses*

"-a cereal killer."

Garrus face palmed.

A/N: YYYEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

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