Leaving the luggage car with the weapon inside was startling at the least, but I came to ignore it as I entered the other luggage car. As the door closed, I heard the strumming of one of the guitars and a unidentifiable metal twang.

The Tommy Gun was shelved into the back of my mind as I entered the lounge car. Sitting at a table, I noticed that Antony was talking to one of the pilots. It was the younger one, Tails, and he had his head buried in his hands while Antony patiently waited for a response.

No one else was in sight.

Curious, I grabbed a newspaper and pretended to read it. Antony began to sip a drink as Tails removed his hands.

"I just don't know what to do..." Tails spoke "I mean, I need a job when I return to the states but Fox wants the same job. We can't occupy the same job because there's only one opening"

Antony put down his drink "Well...how much of a friend is Fox?"

"Pardon?"

"Well, when did you meet him?"

"Uh...a few days ago. I met him at the hotel I was staying in"

"So you've had this 'friend' for only a few days?" Antony chucked lowly "That is not a friend my friend"

"Look who's talking!" Tails exclaimed "I've only met you yesterday!"

"True, but just because you met someone yesterday is not justification for not listening to someone. If that was the case, nothing would ever get done"

Tails shrugged "I understand, but what is your advice?"

"Well...what if Fox...didn't exist?

I remember my hands tightening around the pages of the newspaper as I heard this.

"Wh-what do you mean?" Tails stuttered as he whispered.

"Get rid of Fox" Antony whispered "Does anyone else know about this issue?"

Tails thought for a moment "Well, all that Sonic knows is that Fox and I might work together, but not compete for a job"

"What about Peppy?"

"I don't think so"

"Well it should be easy then, should it? No one knows about the conflict and since we're on a train you can just toss him off the train"

"I can't do that!" Tails loudly whispered, but the two stopped speaking for I had bumped my leg against something.

"Can he hear us?" Antony asked, and he got up from his seat to see if I was indeed listening.

I paniked internally as the paper lifted, but all that Antony saw was me with my eyes closed, loudly sawing logs, and slightly drooling. I can't even imagine how stupid I looked.

"The oaf has conked out, were fine" Antony spoke as he sat "So where were we?"

"I can't kill Fox" Tails whispered.

"Why not? You're a fighter pilot in training. Your job is requires killing people"

"Yes, but I'm killing enemies. Fox may not be a 'friend', but he's nice. I can't kill a nice guy"

"Well...I can understand. You will not know your enemies, yes?"

I sensed a shaking movement that alluded to nodding.

"Well, what if you killed someone you didn't know?"

"Who exactly?"

"Have you talked to either of the two italians?"

I sensed that Tails shook his head.

"Well, there's one who has a green hat. We had a spat this morning and I would love to see him dead, but the problem is that I would be a prime suspect due to other people knowing the spat. You don't know this guy, so why don't you kill him?"

"But I have no reason to!"

"That's the genius of it! No connection between the murderer and the victim. I'll kill Fox, and you'll kill the green hatted italian, and we get away scot-free due to no connecting motive"

Tails said nothing as he most likely thought upon the plan. Thoughts were racing inside my head as I feigned my sleep.

"Well...give me some time to think upon it..." Tails spoke

"I understand. This requires some planning so I understand if you must sleep on it..."

Antony got up and made his way into the dining car while Meta Knight's servant entered the Lounge car in a hurry. The man rushed for the door into the staff car but the door was locked. Bass then entered the Lounge Car, disheveled and in a rage. He ran towards the servant and pinned him against the door.

"WHERE IS IT?" Bass shouted at the servant.

"Je ne sais pas! I do not know what you are talking about!" The servant pleaded.

"LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW!" Bass yelled and he slammed the servant against the door. Tails saw the commotion and rushed to the door. Encountering Meta Knight at the door.

"Where is Dee, my servant?" Meta Knight asked Tails. The pilot just pointed towards the other end of the lounge car and continued into the dining car. Meta Knight strode in elegance with his cane in his hand as he approached Bass and his servant.

"GIVE IT BACK!" Bass screamed.

"Monsieur! I already returned your wallet! I do not have anything else of your belonging!" The servant whimpered.

"I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT MY WALLET!" Bass exclaimed at such a high volume that it made my ears hurt.

I was about to get up to intervene with the situation, and then the most interesting thing happened.

Meta Knight pulled on the handle of his cane, and it revealed a sliver blade. A sword contained in his cane, and pointed it at the back of Bass's neck.

"Leave him alone, or I will have to make an avoidable mess"

With a smirk, Bass let go of Meta Knight's servant and began to turn around to face Meta Knight with a smug form of confidence that immediately vanished when he saw the sword.

"What has Dee taken away from you?" Meta Knight asked.

Bass just stood there, dumfounded at the sight of the long blade that he couldn't reply.

"Well, apparently this man had his wallet stolen by your servant," I explained "or maybe he lost his wallet and when your servant tried to return it there may have been a misunderstanding"

Meta Knight's eyes glanced over at his servant "Dee," he asked "did you steal this man's wallet?"

"No, I have not. I found it in the middle of the corridor of the fourth sleeping car" the servant replied "I was looking through it to see who may have owned it when I quickly discovered who owned it. I returned the wallet, but then this man" the servant pointed to Bass "started to talk about something else he owns. What it is, I don't know"

"This man" I spoke, pointing at Bass "has lost his revolver"

"I thought that if he had my wallet, he may have had my gun..." Bass spoke as he stared down the blade of the sword "I may have been out of line with my actions but this trip has been a little nerve wracking for me"

"Nerve wracking?" Meta Knight pondered "How so?"

"Well for starters," Bass calmly began "the fact that I may die by way of a CANE SWORD on a train is unsettling

Meta Knight sheathed his sword into his cane "I understand. Dee, please return this man's wallet"

Dee gave Bass the wallet gingerly and the owner swiped it away with spite and nervousness. Meta Knight and his servant silently exited the car as Samus began to enter with a newspaper in her hand.

Bass sighed "Thank you for that, I owe you"

"Thanks, but acting paranoid on this train isn't going to help anyone's instrument case" I slipped, and I noticed that my remark caught Samus's attention.

"Wait what?" Bass asked.

"Er...sorry, the other musicians are still in my mind"

"I understand" Bass responded "What is on our minds tends to reveal itself at the most inconvenient at times. Now I must resume my search"

Bass walked off to the next car, and I began to as well. However, as I made my way into the dining car I noticed that Samus's newspaper was an english one and seemed to contain a bundle. I paused as I was about to enter the next car.

"How old is that newspaper?" I asked.

"What this?" Samus responded "Oh, it's from England. To be honest, it's Champagne. I got it in France and brought it as a treat for one of my Russian acquaintances"

She pulled the bottle out of the paper and revealed it was a bottle of Möet & Chandon.

"Nice to see that you were nice enough to share it with your friend" I remarked.

"Yes, but I happened to bring too many bottles with me, so I'm bringing this one home"

"Well I hope you enjoy it" I replied as I tipped my hat and entered the dining car.