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Apparently, I have a little too much time on my hands. Here comes chapter two, with Gumshoe's POV.
Poor Gumshoe. His day was going absolutely horrible so far. He got a pay deduction for falling on the murder weapon, (Painful. So painful.) a pay deduction for breaking the dancing Blue Badger, (I'm the one who BUILT the thing!) a pay deduction for angering a witness, (All I did was ask him for his name, and he kicked me in my shin!) and even for mentioning his own name! (According to the new chief, it's "not appropriate to state a name like that while eating lunch".) At this rate, I'll have to give THEM money on payday! Why can't Phoenix take this case? He's needs someone to talk to!
Just then, someone came through the door. It was Phoenix and Maya!
"Hey! How are ya doing, Pal?" Gumshoe said as calm as he could to prevent from sounding excited at the sight of his rival.
"Hey, Gumshoe!" Maya shouted at him. At least she's in a good mood.
"So, I'm guessing you're taking Mr. McDonald's case?"
"Why else would be be here?" Phoenix said, not changing his expression at all. He noticed that he was staring at his bandage again, so he turned his head so he couldn't see it.
"Well, don't think you're getting any info from me, pal. I haven't found anything of interest yet."
Suddenly, Maya made a strange face at the detective. "Hey Gumshoe, what's with that bandage?"
"Huh?"
"Come to think of it, he HAS had that on ever since I met him," Phoenix says. "Why is that?"
"It's a long story, pal."
"We don't mind," Maya says ever so cheerfully. "Tell us, tell us!"
"Well, it all started with my first case..."
Alright! My first day on the job! I'm gonna make a good first impression! I just know it!
When Gumshoe got to the police department, however, he injured the chief's nose when he opened the door.
"YOWCH! Watch it! This is your first day, Gumsock! Don't make me deduct your pay!"
"No! Please Don't!"
"Fine. Since it's your first day, I'll let you off with a warning. Do something like that again, however, and I'll-"
"Don't worry, pal! You'll never ever even think about deduct my pay again!" Oh, how wrong he was!
"Also, don't call me "pal". Call me "sir"."
"Yes, sir!"
"Now, come inside. We'll see if we have something for you."
Gumshoe did as he was told and stopped in front of the chief's desk.
"So, what made you want to join the police force, Gumsock?"
"Uh, it's "Gumshoe", pa-uh, sir. Actually, I wanted to become a pilot up until three months ago."
"What happened?"
"Well it all started when I first got my wings..."
Damn, I crashed the plane!
"...That's it?"
"Yeah. They took away my wings after that incident."
"Sorry to hear that... Anyway, since this is your first day, we'll give you something easy. There's a witness at this address. He refuses to admit he witnessed anything, but we have the evidence to prove he did. Just show this to him and bring him back." The chief gave him a piece of paper with the address on it and a photo."
"Yes, sir!" Gumshoe says excitedly.
"Wait, before you go," the chief says, "I have a question."
"Yeah?"
"What does "Gumshoe" mean?"
"Huh?"
"Gumshoe. What does it mean?"
"Um, it doesn't mean anything.."
"Why did your parents give you a name like that, then?"
"You can't choose your last name, sir..."
"Wait, that's your last name?"
"Uh, yes..."
"Then what's your first name?"
"Dick."
"..."
"Um, sir?"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"H-Hey!"
Gumshoe decided to go to that address after he realized the man wouldn't be done laughing for a while.
After a few hours on a train, he made it to the witness's house. He knocked on the door and went inside. There was a guy and a scary-looking dog there.
"Who are you?" The man says.
"Dick Gumshoe of the police force. Are you the witness?"
"For the last time, I AM NOT A WITNESS!"
"This security photo says otherwise, pal." Gumshoe hands him the photo.
"I see...alright, you caught me. I'll go. What was your name again?"
"Dick Gumshoe."
"I'll make sure to give you credit for your amazing detective work."
"Well, actually, I was just told to come here and give this to you, pal."
"Oh...well, thanks for taking the time to come..."
"Um, you're welcome?"
Phoenix's POV
"The End," Gumshoe said happily.
"Wait a minute," Phoenix says. "That doesn't explain the bandage on your face."
"Oh, uh...the guy cut my face with a knife when I accused him of being a witness. True story, pal."
Just then, 5 Psyche-Locks...no, 6...7...10 of them appeared in front if Gumshoe!
Oh, COME ON!
"What's wrong, Nick?" Maya whispers to Phoenix.
"I see 10 Psyche-Locks on his heart! 10!"
"Well, unlock them!"
"I don't even have any evidence!"
"Well, guess the truth!"
"Guess the truth?"
"Yeah. You do it in court. Why can't you do it now?"
"Um, okay."
"Something wrong, pal?" Gumshoe says as Phoenix pulls the Magatama out of his pocket.
TAKE THAT!
The Psyche-Locks came out again, ready to be broken.
"Alright, I'm just gonna guess," Phoenix says sheepishly. "You cut yourself and put a bandage over the wound, but got scared that it would hurt when you pulled it off. Thus, you never did."
"..."
Suddenly, all of the Psyche-Locks broke. I-I can't believe that worked...!
"So," Maya began, "you still have that bandage because you..."
"S-Shut up!"
There you go! A bit fluffier than I thought it would be, but I hope you enjoyed it! Don't forget to review!