Sherlock Pudding 1: The Rare Missing Pop Tart
Disclaimer: The characters you are reading are portraying as fictional characters that they made up so don't take it seriously, this was for fun. Enjoy
It was peaceful in the land of Tokyo Japan, the sun was rising, the town was buzzing and inside of a little office building was the sound of a coffee cup crashing to the ground. A sigh came from the inside of the room.
Pudding: *sigh* Na-no-da that is the third cup this week Watson. That is no good.
A young girl with yellow hair and cap on her head, named Sherlock Pudding looked up from her paper in her office room to see that her partner Watson-Von-Lettuce had once again broken another coffee cup.
Lettuce: Gomen Sherlock I had trouble holding onto it. It won't happen again I promise.
An older girl with green hair and glasses was named Watson-Von-Lettuce, though Sherlock just calls her Watson. She bowed her head apologetically to her. Sherlock looked at her and gave her a reassuring smile.
Pudding: It is ok na-no-da I forgive you Watson. And please do call me Pudding when we are alone. After all we are friends na-no-da.
It was true, both Sherlock and Watson were friends back in the day. The two would always solve crimes and mysteries all over Tokyo, both big and small. And all it would take was a phone call from their commissioner.
*ring ring*
A sound of a telephone started ringing. Sherlock became excited at the sound of it.
Pudding: Oh, goodie goodie goodie a mystery na-no-da!
And she picked up the phone with excitement.
Pudding: Hello Commissioner Blonde na-no-da
Commissioner: For the last time Sherlock stop calling me Blonde. My name is Wilhelm, get it right, ok?
The sound from the other side of the phone came from a very annoyed yellow haired man named Commissioner Wilhelm. He was mostly in charge of cases for Sherlock and Watson to solve.
Commissioner: Anyway, I called you because there is a case down in a place called Sweet Tooth Cafe. Something about a rare pop-tart gone missing. I need you and Watson to go there and figure this case out. Think you two can handle it?
Pudding: Well of course we can blondie, we are the best case-solvers in Tokyo na-no-da. We will be there in a flash, see you.
Commissioner: I told you I am not-
But before he could finish, Pudding slammed down the phone and looked up at her friend.
Pudding: Get ready for work Watson, we got a mystery to solve na-no-da!
Lettuce: You got it Sherlock, um I mean, Pudding.
The two got dressed, headed out the door and went off too Sweet Tooth Café.
*At Sweet Tooth Café*
It was quiet inside as the two walked in. No customers in sight as it was still closed, yet the owner, named Monsieur Pastry, allowed them two inside. He had long brown hair and had a pleasant smile, though in this time of day he felt concerned and worried.
Pastry: Ah Sherlock, Watson, I am so glad you two have come over. Normally I would let you have my favourite desserts, but I am afraid I have got a bad situation here.
Pudding: Do not worry dessert dude we are always there to help people out. Isn't that right Watson.
Lettuce: Y-yes of course Sherlock.
Monsieur Pastry gave a little chuckle at their enthusiasm and led them to the kitchen.
Pastry: Well as you are aware, one of my greatest dessert has gone missing, it took me hours just make right and perfect.
Lettuce: What type of dessert was it, Pastry?
Pastry: A Pop tart. A rare kind indeed
Sherlock looked intrigued by the thought of tasting the rare pop tart, but she needed to focus on the task at end.
Pudding: Watson let us start looking for clues
Lettuce: Understood Sherlock
The two started investigating the area where the pop tart was taken. All they saw was a bits and crumbs on the display. That was when Watson notice something.
Lettuce: Hey Sherlock look at this
Pudding: What is it Watson?
Watson showed Sherlock what she had found. Among the crumbs there was a piece of leaf from a plant. Sherlock looked so pleased with that result
Pudding: Na-no-da it's a clue! Good job Watson!
Lettuce: Thank you Sherlock.
Pastry: What is it that you found you two?
Pudding: It is a piece from a plant, which means we found out who took the pop tart!
Pastry: Really? Well, who took it then?
Sherlock looked at Pastry and gave him and cheeky grin.
Pudding: Someone I know very well and care. Come Watson we are heading off to the park.
Lettuce: Huh but why Sherlock?
Pudding: Oh, you will see na-no-da!
With that, they both headed off to the park to see if the culprit was still there.
*At the park*
?: hehehe at last the rare pop tart is mine, I really hope it tastes good.
The culprit was there alright, as he was sitting on a bench holding onto the pop tart. Just as he was about to take a bite, he heard a familiar voice…..and groaned.
Pudding: NA-NO-DA!
?: Oh no it's her
As in on cue, both Sherlock and Watson arrived just in time.
Pudding: Aha I knew it was you pop tart thief. Or should I say…..Senior Root.
It turned out that the culprit was none other than the short young man named Senior Root. Known for making plants and anything that involves roots.
Root: So, you found me out, good job you two. Too bad you won't save the treat.
Lettuce: But why Root, why would you go the lengths of trying to steal the pop tart.
Root: Bah I thought you knew sidekick; it is a rare dessert and so it deserves to be stolen.
Sherlock didn't like it when people picked on Watson and so she defended her.
Pudding: HEY! She is more than a sidekick plant maker, she is my best friend na-no-da!
Root: Whatever just try and catch me losers, hahahaha!
He then throwed some seeds which grow into roots, tucked the pop tart into his pocket and then took off. Sherlock managed to dodge them, but Watson was not so lucky she got caught by then. Sherlock wanted to help her, but Watson assured her that she will be fine and that she needed go after him.
Lettuce: I'll be fine Pudding; you go get him and bring him to justice.
Pudding: For you Lettuce, I will!
With that, she ran off to find Root. Knowing her enemies, she can spot them from a mile away with her sixth sense. She found him near the entrance of the park about to escape. She immediately whipped out her pistol, loaded it up with something and fired at him. It hit him by the back of the neck as he turned to her as she was catching up.
Root: Wh-what did you just shot me with?
Senior Root looked a little woozy as he was starting to fade out.
Pudding: My needle tranquilizer stun gun, never leave home without it, especially when going after thieves like you na-no-da.
And with those final words, Root passed out onto the ground, sleeping away in dreamland. Since he lost control of the roots, the roots holding onto Watson faded away as she was set free. She caught up with Sherlock as she watched Senior Root continued to sleep.
Lettuce: You used it didn't you?
Pudding: Yep, sure did. Really helps you know. Now then to rescue the pop tart.
She then searched his pockets until she pulled out the rare pop tart. She and Watson looked at it in awe at its beauty and sugary delight.
Lettuce: Wow, Pastry was not kidding when he said it took him hours making it.
Pudding: Yea it looks so good that I want to eat so badly.
Lettuce: But you cannot Sherlock, we got to return it back to him and then this case is solved.
Pudding: Heh when you are right Watson, you are right na-no-da. But we also got to decide on what to do with our thief.
Lettuce: Yea that is true, but knowing you Sherlock I bet you will take him in your custody.
Pudding grinned at the thought and then giggled at the thought of having Root part of the team.
Pudding: Well, you are not wrong there Watson. He will make a fine addition to the team. Tell you what, I will take him back our office while you return the pop tart to Pastry.
Lettuce: Good idea Sherlock, see you back at the office.
Sherlock gave Watson the pop tart which she safely secured it in tin foil then picked up Senior Root's sleeping body and headed off to the office. Watson retuned to Sweet Tooth Café and returned the dessert to Monsieur Pastry. He was really to see it back and promised the two of them free desserts for next visit.
*In the office*
Sherlock laid Root in her sofa and made a phone call to the commissioner.
Pudding: Hey blondie guess what? We solved the case na-no-da! And we even caught the thief.
Wilhelm: Yea I have heard about that from Pastry. Good job you two. But what about the thief? He needs to be taken to the police.
Pudding: Yea, no that is not going to happen na-no-da. I am going to redeem him and make him do good deeds as my own personal gardener. So, no police blondie. Bye now.
Wilhelm: Hey don't you-
But she put down the phone again. Just in time as Root was starting to wake up. He checked his surroundings as he was in a big room.
Root: Where am I? How did I get here?
Sherlock walked up to him and gave him a sweet smile.
Pudding: Morning sleeping beauty, I was wondering when you were going to wake up. I've good news and bad news.
Root looked up at her nervously as he feared the consequences.
Pudding: Good news is: I won't hand you to the police
He sighed in relief at the news but then wondered what the bad news was.
Root: Then what is the bad news?
When he asked that, Watson entered the room as Sherlock gave a very wide grin.
Pudding: Bad news is…you are going to be hanging out with us now as our personal gardener. Welcome to the team na-no-da!
As she started celebrating, Root went pale all over knowing that he will be working with her for the rest of his life. It really was bad news for him, and with that, he fainted as Watson looked at him with pity.
THE END
CAST
Bu-Ling Huang: Sherlock Pudding
Retasu Midorikawa: Watson-Von-Lettuce
Ryou Shirogane: Commissioner Wilhelm
Keiichiro Akasaka: Monsieur Pastry
Taruto: Senior Root
Well that's the story, hope you all enjoyed reading this crazy story I came up with. Who know's maybe there'll be a sequel? If I'll do it that is. Anyway thanks for reading and until next time.