Project: Fishy Tomatoes
Chapter One: Chovie and Ato: Syaoran
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Name: Chovie, Ann
Age: Unknown
Height: 5' 1"
Weight: 95 lbs
Eye color: blue
Hair color: green
Last seen: protesting the eating of fish in front of a fish n' chips place outside of Tokyo
Unusual habits: talks to fish, gets very upset when fish are eaten, killed, sold, or harmed in any way
Wanted for: the bombing of several anchovy canning factories, which killed most workers. Suspected for the disappearance of all the fish in 1.5 X 10.234689168 fishing ports.
Reward: 87.9 X your weight in anchovies
Name: Ato, Tom
Age: 20 years, 5 months, and 8 days
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 150 lbs
Eye color: unknown. wears red contact lenses
Hair color: red
Last seen: buying, or stealing rather, tomatoes from a super market outside of Tokyo.
Unusual habits: smells of tomatoes. only wears red.
Wanted for: the poisoning of 135 tomatoes fields and trying to create giant, mutant, killer tomatoes that will destroy the world as we know it in his basement.
Reward: 1.23 X 10 to the 18.5 power cents, in pennies and 3 cans of quality tomatoe paste.
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So these were the crooks I had to catch, eh? I turned up the color of my trench coat as the rain pelted down manically. I shoved the papers into my pocket. It wouldn't be easy... I glanced at my partner: Kinomoto, Sakura: the magician/ blonde haired, green-eyed goddess I was secretly in love with but too afraid to say anything. She was dressed in a long narrow skirt, blouse, calf length trench coat, a hat like mine, and spiked heels that could put a hole in any mans foot in aimed right. It was all pink, too.
"You know," I said, "pink isn't a real 'detectivy' color." She glanced down at herself.
"I know." She said with a sigh. "But Tomoyo wouldn't make anything in bage or brown. She said I only looked good in colors and that pink was the best." That was true. She did look good in pink. But then again, she always looked good. She was my partner. It was just the two of us. We ran the S+S Detective Agency. Advertised that we could solve a case in two flaps of a bird's wing. (Kinomoto thought that up, not me).
"Syaoran-san?" She said.
"What?"
"Do really think, we'll be able to track down Chovie, and Ato?"br
"You bet we will."
"If you say so..." she said nervously. "But where should we start? Where would two bad guys like these be?"
"Lets try the last place they were seen."
"But that's outside Tokyo!"
"We'll take the bullet train." I said. "Let's go." I turned and walked down the rainy street, my head low to keep the rain out of my eyes. My clip clop from my shoes echoed off the walls. Kinomoto ran to catch up with me.
"Wait up!" She called. I stopped as she caught up. 10 minutes later we boarded the bullet train. It was time. Project Fishy Tomatoes had begun.
Chapter One: Chovie and Ato: Syaoran
*
Name: Chovie, Ann
Age: Unknown
Height: 5' 1"
Weight: 95 lbs
Eye color: blue
Hair color: green
Last seen: protesting the eating of fish in front of a fish n' chips place outside of Tokyo
Unusual habits: talks to fish, gets very upset when fish are eaten, killed, sold, or harmed in any way
Wanted for: the bombing of several anchovy canning factories, which killed most workers. Suspected for the disappearance of all the fish in 1.5 X 10.234689168 fishing ports.
Reward: 87.9 X your weight in anchovies
Name: Ato, Tom
Age: 20 years, 5 months, and 8 days
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 150 lbs
Eye color: unknown. wears red contact lenses
Hair color: red
Last seen: buying, or stealing rather, tomatoes from a super market outside of Tokyo.
Unusual habits: smells of tomatoes. only wears red.
Wanted for: the poisoning of 135 tomatoes fields and trying to create giant, mutant, killer tomatoes that will destroy the world as we know it in his basement.
Reward: 1.23 X 10 to the 18.5 power cents, in pennies and 3 cans of quality tomatoe paste.
***
So these were the crooks I had to catch, eh? I turned up the color of my trench coat as the rain pelted down manically. I shoved the papers into my pocket. It wouldn't be easy... I glanced at my partner: Kinomoto, Sakura: the magician/ blonde haired, green-eyed goddess I was secretly in love with but too afraid to say anything. She was dressed in a long narrow skirt, blouse, calf length trench coat, a hat like mine, and spiked heels that could put a hole in any mans foot in aimed right. It was all pink, too.
"You know," I said, "pink isn't a real 'detectivy' color." She glanced down at herself.
"I know." She said with a sigh. "But Tomoyo wouldn't make anything in bage or brown. She said I only looked good in colors and that pink was the best." That was true. She did look good in pink. But then again, she always looked good. She was my partner. It was just the two of us. We ran the S+S Detective Agency. Advertised that we could solve a case in two flaps of a bird's wing. (Kinomoto thought that up, not me).
"Syaoran-san?" She said.
"What?"
"Do really think, we'll be able to track down Chovie, and Ato?"br
"You bet we will."
"If you say so..." she said nervously. "But where should we start? Where would two bad guys like these be?"
"Lets try the last place they were seen."
"But that's outside Tokyo!"
"We'll take the bullet train." I said. "Let's go." I turned and walked down the rainy street, my head low to keep the rain out of my eyes. My clip clop from my shoes echoed off the walls. Kinomoto ran to catch up with me.
"Wait up!" She called. I stopped as she caught up. 10 minutes later we boarded the bullet train. It was time. Project Fishy Tomatoes had begun.
