I nevernoticed this before...Holy FRUK 118 VIEWS IN A SINGLE DAY!? THAT'S MORE THAN WHAT I GOT ON AND THATS BEEN ON THE SITE SCINCE LAST WEEK! MAN I LOVE YOU GUYS ;u; But no more of my rambles just read ^^ **I HAD WRITERS BLOCK WHEN I WROTE THIS SO IT SUCKS IM SORRY**


XxxxxxxxxxxxxX (Artie's POV)

Did he just hear screaming? It was coming from down the street. It sounded like Arthur! He was yelling at (Name) to wake up over and over...

'Ohhh she must have tried the cupcake!' he soon realized. It's not that he put anything /bad/ in it, it was just to knock her out for a few hours. He intended to have her eat it in front of him, but I guess the plan backfired a bit. Either way, he needed to find her.

'I'm not going to lose the game!'

Artie just hated to lose. He would make a fit about it whenever he lost. Like one time he lost a bet to Francis. He threw a hissy fit for a week. Until Francis decided to make him shut up and tell him that Artie won and Francis lost. Francis didn't care, but he could tell that Artie did.

There was a man who seemed to be putting up baracades to 16th street. He was wearing a Prussian military uniform and he seemed to be really busy. He was curious, so he walked up to see him.

"Um. Excuse me? Whatcha' doing?" he asked curiously as he tapped his shoulder. He man turned to look at him.

"Oh hey sir, I'm blocking off this street. Apparently some girl passed out because..." he man stopped, raised an eyebrow at him, and looked at him odd.

"Um, What's wrong there, lad?" he asked as he pouted.

"Sir, I'm going to have to put you under arrest for questioning."

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxX (Lukas' POV)

'Hm, I think this should keep the people away for a bit while I sort this out.' Lukas thought as he moved the heavy baracades across the street. Right after he was done blocking off 16th street he was going to head to 14th, and block the street there. Recently he got a call from Gilbert telling him to go check out the festival for any 'suspicious' behavior. Lukas thought this was ridiculous, but he did it anyway.

~*~*~*~*~*flashback*~*~*~~*~*~*

"Ring, ring." rang his phone. It was across the room, and Lukas was sleeping in today because Gilbert gave him a day off.

'Ugh, what could he possibly want /now/!?' he grumbled as he got out of bed and grabbed his phone to answer the call.

"Ugh, Guten Morgen, now what the heck do you want." Lukas grumbled. He was cranky from being disturbed from his sleep.

"Hallo Kumpel! It's about your day off... I decided to cancel it..sorry." Gilbert said. (Kumpel means Buddy in German, I decided to use something other than Google Translate this time)

"WHAT!?" Lukas yelled in rage. "THIS IS MY FIRST DAY OFF YOU GIVE ME AND NOW YOU DECIDE TO CANCEL IT!?"

Gilbert had the phone to his ear, and he was so lould, he had to take the phone away from his ear for a moment.

"Mein gott Kumpel, why so lould!?" Gilbert asked in shock.

"YOU CANCELED MY ONLY DAY OFF! WHAT DO YOU WANT THIS BETTER BE IMPORTAINT." Lukas spat into the phone.

"Err, well, ahem. If your done YELLING, I can get on with it." Gilbert sighed.

"...fine." responded Lukas.

"Now, let's see, there is the Cupcake festival today. And you know, There can be some major psychopaths out there. And all our detectives are out elsewhere doing errands. I only gave you the one day off...but can you please check the place out? Bitte?" pleaded Gilbert.

"What psychopath goes to a thing like that I mean, really?" Lukas sighed. This is getting ridiculous.

"Arthur Kirkland is going to be there, and his food sucks, it's serriously enedible. SO, can you please just take a look and see if anyone is pretty okay. Nothing wrong. You got that down?"

...

"Come on, Lukas! Hey, tell ya' what, if you go, you can eat cupcakes!"

"You think that's going to make me go?" said Lukas irritated.

"(Sighing Noise) I know it's stupid, but bad things had happened before at this festival! Kidnappers, Pedos, you know! Don't you remember that one time? Francis decided to have a little too much fun and-"

"OKAY! I'll go then." sighed Lukas. "Let me get my uniform on..." he mumbled as he stumbled over to the closet.

'This better be worth it...'

~*~*~*~~*~End of flashback~*~*~*~*~*~ (Ugh pointless flashback was pointless I was in a slump)

'Okay, I just need to slide this here..' Lukas dragged the baracade across the street. 'Mein gott this is heavy.'

Then suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around. "Um. Excuse me, whatcha' doing?" a man asked. He had a slight British accent. He was wearing a blue Bowtie... And a pink long sleeved button up shirt and a purple vest.

He had light strawberry blonde hair, and blue eyes with pink spirals in his eyes. He matched Arthur's description perfectly...

'This must be him...' he swallowd hard. Gilbert wasn't with him right now, and he admitted he didn't know exactly what to do. He had handcuffs in his pockets just in case...he raised an eyebrow at him and looked at him odd.

"Um, what,s wrong there lad?" the man who looked like Kirkland asked.

Lukas got the handcuffs out of his pocket, and held them in front of him. "Sir, I'm going to have to

It you under arrest for questioning." said Lukas as he took the handcuffs and put them on Artie's wrists.

"Wha-what!?" he asked, startled.

"Come with me, sir. You're coming to Mr. Beilschimdt's Dectective Agency for some questioning." replied Lukas.

"What questioning!? I didn't do anything wrong!" Artie cried as Lukas dragged his arms as he walked down the streets.

"Oh I think you have. Come on, follow me." responded Lukas as he continued to drag Artie.

'Well I guess my day off has been ruined, but at least something actually happened today...'

XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxX (Arthur's POV)

He walked down the street with (Name) in his arms. He couldn't help put pout and worry about her. He didn't know how long she was going to stay like this...

'What did that wanker do to you...?' he couldn't help but wonder. He rubbed (Name)'s head as Arthur was walking down the street. He decided he would take her back to her house.

(Time skip cuz I don't know what to write here)

Arthur rang the doorbell to (Name)'s house. After a few hours (he took the bus about halfway) of walking he had finally gotten to her home. There was a note on the door, he stopped to read it.

Dear (Name),

Went shopping, be back soon.

-Mom-

P.S if you come home with Arthur I made some tea in the kitchen, help yourselves to anything in the fridge.

"Oh well that was rather nice of her..." said Arthur as he tried to open the door. But it was locked. How was he supposed to get inside!?

Arthur's first thought was to look around the mat or the plants to see if there was a key there. But what if someone saw him and thought he was trying to break in? That would be hard to explain because for one, (Name) was unconscious, and two, eh, there was no two.

Arthur could also search (Name)'s pockets for the keys, but that would be very weird. And what if she woke up while he was doing it? That would be the awkwardest thing ever.

He could pick the lock...but with what?

'This is difficult. I wish you weren't out cold right now, (Name), and curse that Artie!'

A voice came from behind Arthur, it was flying mint bunny!

"Hiya Arthur! I came to help you out! I thought you might need it!" she cried as she circled him.

"Oh Minty! I'm glad you came! Um, I need to get in, can you go around the back gate and open the door please?" Arthur asked with puppy eyes.

Flying Mint Bunny circled around him one more time and flew to the gate. "Sure thing Arthur!" she giggled as he flew over the gate to unlock the gate to the backyard. (Name)'s mom never locks the back door. They don't really need to, since they lock the gate.

She flew over the fence, and there was a hatching sound, and then the gate opened. Finally! He could do something about (Name)!

"Thank you Minty!" cheered Arthur as he picked (Name)'s body up and went to the backyard. He was about to close the gate when he heard a voice.

"What do you think you're doing!? You trying to rape her or something!? Ohohohohohon~"

He stopped and turned around.

"FRANCIS!?"