(A/N: Apparently, everything I write is Humour/Drama with a little Fantasy thrown in. ALSO, Dunhill is probably my favourite HM character ever! Sorry, on with the story...)
Dunhill stood behind the counter in the Memory Museum, thinking about how much his legs ached from staying still for so long.
Nobody stopped by the museum, except that farmer, and that was a rare occurrence.
Dunhill was checking the lens of his camera out of boredom, when the door to the museum opened.
He looked up, intrigued as to who his visitor might be. It was Tina, the girl who delivered the newspaper.
"Hello there, Tina! Do you want to look at some photos?" Dunhill asked.
"Yeah sure," she replied and walked over to the counter.
Dunhill got out the usual scrapbook of photos and Tina looked through them.
Slowly, the expression on her face changed from general pleasantness to confusion.
"Wait a moment," she said and then left the museum.
Dunhill waited. He didn't have anything else to do, after all.
When Tina got back, she brought with her a crowd of people who looked just as confused and suspicious as she did.
The crowd was made up of mostly of youths; Rod, Felicity, Iroha, Allen, Neil, Soseki, Michelle, Sanjay, Amir, Yuri. Even the Witch Princess was there.
Oh crap, Dunhill thought. They're on to me.
The group ran over to look through all the photos Dunhill had in the museum.
"Why does he have pictures of all of us?" Allen spoke up first.
"When did he take this?" Felicity wondered.
"This is in my house! Did he break into my house to take this photo?!" Neil snapped.
They all turned to Dunhill. He was sneaking out the front door.
"GET HIM!" Tina shouted.
Dunhill bolted out the door as the youths chased him.
The chase went on for a little while.
Dunhill barged into the restaurant and ran up to Clement.
"Clement! You've got to help me! I need a place to hide!" Dunhill yelped.
Clement shrugged and pointed at a large, obvious-looking-place-to-hide pot.
Dunhill leapt inside and Clement put the lid on top.
Shortly after, the group of youths all charged into the restaurant as well.
They looked around a bit and then Felicity asked, "Have you seen Dunhill?"
"Ummm..." Clement murmured.
He was very clearly going to blow Dunhill's cover, but it didn't matter, because the pot was moving.
The group after him looked over and knew instantly he was inside. They walked over and Neil took the lid off.
Immediately, Dunhill jumped out and tried to make a run for it again.
"GET HIM!" Tina shouted again.
This time, most of the group managed to get a hold of him before he could flee the restaurant.
"Uhhhhhhmmmmm..." Clement murmured.
"We should interrogate him somewhere else. And we need rope to tie him up," Rod said.
"I've got something better than rope. Let's take him to my house," Michelle said.
The group transported Dunhill to Michelle's house.
Michelle went through her things and pulled out a pair of handcuffs which she shackled him into.
"Um... are those handcuffs for a magic trick?" Rod asked.
"...Yes! Yes, they are!" Michelle replied, frantically.
Everybody shut up. Those handcuffs... were definitely not for a magic trick.
"Anyway... we need to get some answers out of Dunhill," Tina said, getting them back on track.
"Are you going to tell us what we want to know? Or are you going to make this tough?" Allen asked.
"I'll never tell you anything," Dunhill replied.
"Then we'll just have to employ torture," Amir said simply.
"Woah, what?! Also, what do you know about torture?" Tina questioned.
"A prince knows certain things," Amir answered.
"But torture?" Tina asked.
"How about I just whip up a truth serum?" the Witch Princess suggested.
The rest of the group looked at each other and decided this was the safest option.
The Witch Princess ran back to her house to get started.
While she was gone, the rest of them wondered what they should do with Dunhill.
"Well, we could just leave him here. A few of us could stay and keep an eye on him. Then when the Witch Princess gets back, we'll go get everyone together again," Soseki suggested.
"Who wants to stay?" Tina asked.
"This is my house, so I'm staying," Michelle said.
Quite a few others said they needed to get back to work.
"I don't have anything to do right now, so I'll stay," Amir said.
"Then I'll stay as well," Sanjay added.
"Oh, and all my work's done for the day, so I'll stick around," Tina said.
Everyone else started leaving the house then, to get back to work.
Tina turned and watched Soseki leaving at the end, and said to him, "Hey, you don't have any work, do you?"
"No, no work at all," he replied, grinned and left.
"...That guy..." Tina muttered.
"What should we do while we wait?" Amir asked.
"Well, how about-" Dunhill began but was interrupted by Tina snapping, "He wasn't asking you!"
"Why don't we play Eye Spy?" Sanjay suggested.
Amir looked around Michelle's house. Oh god. The pink. It was so pink. "That's the worst idea I've ever heard!" he replied.
"...Okay," Sanjay whispered sadly.
"Meanie!" Michelle snapped at Amir.
"OKAY, how about we play a game called "Who Can Stay Quiet The Longest?"" Tina suggested.
Everyone shut their mouths.
10 seconds later…
"But seriously, who the hell wants to play Eye Spy?!" Amir shouted.
Sanjay whimpered.
Michelle was about to open her mouth and shout at Amir again, but the front door opened and they all looked over.
The Witch Princess was there and she asked, "Where did everyone go?"
"Oh thank god you're back," Tina murmured.
"I didn't say the truth serum would take a long time," the Witch Princess said.
"I'll go get everyone then!" Tina said and ran out of the house.
She collected the rest of the group and they all headed back to interrogate Dunhill.
The Witch Princess took her truth serum potion and forced the contents down Dunhill's throat.
"Okay… Now tell us, why do you have all those pictures of us?" Tina asked.
"I took those pictures with my camera," Dunhill replied.
"Why did you take those pictures of us without our permission?" Tina rephrased.
"Because you all looked so happy in those moments," Dunhill explained.
"Okay… how did you take those pictures of us without us knowing?!" Tina demanded.
Dunhill fell silent for a moment. He took a deep breath. And then he began his story…