A and B were both extremely pissed off. L was taking a weekend off and had decided to go to an amusement park and wanted A and B to come with him. A and B would've declined. However, Watari forced them to go, so now, they stood at the front of the park they didn't even want to go to.

"Let's go to the back of the park first to avoid lines." L said in his monotone voice.

"Sure, whatever." A grumbled.

B said nothing but instead stared at L menacingly.

They walked through the park, looking around at the decor, which was Halloween-themed as it was fall, much to A and B's liking as it was their favorite holiday, and seeing the park decked out in skeletons and other spooky things made them a bit happier. They got to a ride in the very back, and L was right, no line. They kept doing that until about mid-day when the lines were sufficiently long no matter where they went. Now they had to stand in line and wait. After they were finished waiting, they sat down for a drink as it was sweltering out, and poor albino A was wearing long sleeves. Plus, they'd been walking or standing for 1 ½ hours with the only times to sit being on rollercoasters where they were constantly tossed around at high speeds.

After their break, they pushed on, being dragged around by L the entire time. Both of them were considering killing him somehow, but that would make A the new L, and he wasn't ready for that. They ate lunch after a while, which was actually quite enjoyable. Then they rode more rides. At about 6:30, they were in line for the last rollercoaster on their list. The sun was setting, and the air was cooling, much to A's happiness.

"This time, I get to sit next to A." B asserted. B's least favorite part of this was that rollercoasters tend to pair people in groups of 2 or 4, not 3. He was the one who had to sit next to strangers seeing as L always wanted to sit beside A even though A was HIS boyfriend.

"Mhm… yes sure…." L hardly acknowledged B as he was too busy inspecting some of the bolts keeping the ride anchored to the concrete ground.

Once they were on the ride, it was dark, and they got to see the park at night. The lights were lit up, and fog machines covered it in a hazy mist giving it an early look. It was quite the sight. Once they were down, they got to enjoy nighttime on the ground. They walked back to a plaza that contained A's favorite decorations, a creepy pirate ship. The fog was very thick there, and employees were walking around dressed as zombie pirates scaring people. Three of them all decided that if they were jump scared, they'd either kick the person or cry, so they all walked around the fog cloud.

This proved to be a good idea as when they were walking away; they heard a blood-curdling scream. Which, considering a bunch of people were being jump scared, that shouldn't be too weird. However, A recognized the screaming voice as an employee, who were quite easy to identify even by voice as they were yelling complete jibberish rather than screaming in fear like the other park goers. A turned his head to the sound just in time to see another employee come out of the fog screaming incoherently. B gripped L's hand in fear as his acute sense of smell picked up the strong tang of blood in the air.

"L," B trembled, "I smell blood."

"I think we've witnessed a crime." L said, trying to sound nonchalant but B sounding slightly afraid and A clinging to his side made it hard for him not to be scared because, after all, A and B were not easily frightened.

L stepped back a bit and pulled A close to him. On the other hand, B had remembered he was a Wammys kid, so this was no time for him, of all people, to be scared. Although, he was just a bit fearful that the killer would come after them next. Though that was not the case as once the chaos died down and someone turned on the fog machine to see what had happened, they saw a gruesome scene in front of them with no killer in sight.

A corpse of a young woman laid there, her head smashed in from the side pouring blood and brain matter onto the pavement. Guests screamed in disgust, and the street devolved into complete chaos until park security came and roped the area off. L, A, and B had watched the entire scene play out and stepped forwards after everyone had calmed down.

"Excuse me," L said, raising a hand, "We three happen to be detectives. We can handle this."

The park security was more than suspicious at that claim until L pulled out a fake FBI badge he kept on him for times like these, "We're FBI. Child prodigies. We'd like to take a look at this crime scene."

The security members looked at each other for a moment, then decided to take L's word and let them inspect the body. B knelt next to the corpse and examined the wound, putting his forensics and CSI training to good use. L and A stood by waiting for an opinion from B, considering he was one of the few kids who specialized in forensic pathology rather than actual deductive work.

"Alan, what do you think?" L asked with his thumb placed on his lip.

A raised an eyebrow at his alias being used but answered non the less, "I think we need to question the employees and people she was here with, but more importantly, not let anyone leave the park."

"And why do you say that?" L prodded some more. He already knew why A'd make that call; he just wanted to make sure A knew why he made that call.

"Checking with the employees is obvious along with interviewing the people she was herewith. Making sure no one leaves the park is so we don't lose any suspects. I'm mostly interested in keeping the employees here, though." A said coldly.

"Oh," L turned his head to A, "And why employees?"

"It's just- a shot in the dark… is all…." A trailed off. A had an issue with making claims with no basis and wild leaps of faith during investigations. He knew L didn't operate like that, but it was just in his nature to do it.

"Well, Alan is right." B interrupted as he stood up, "This wound was made by a hard, slim object hitting the skull with tremendous force. My suggestion would be a wrench and a large one at that."

"Right… And no one brings wrenches to an amusement park unless they need to work on something, which points to an employee who works in Maintenence or, at the very least, has access to a tool room." A said, looking back to L for approval.

"Yes, that's what I'd say s the most likely conclusion." L said calmly.

A smiled, knowing L thought his deduction was correct, "So then we should question the employees here?" A asked.

"Yes, you work on that while I speak to her part members. Belvedere, you keep looking at the corpse." L said, referring to B using his alias as well.

B was a little angry he was being demoted to corpse inspection, but he was fine with that. He enjoyed the dead bodies. A took a deep breath and approached the employees who were dressed up at the time and spoke to them all, trying to get as much information out of them as possible. Likewise, L spoke to the girl's party. Afterward, the two met up again to discuss.

"So, what did you get?" A asked.

"She was a college student from out of town here with her boyfriend, who is also not from this area. She had no contacts here, so there's n reason anyone in the area should have a grudge against her. And you?" L responded, immediately assuming A was looking for connections, which he was.

"The employees say everyone who works in this part of the park has access to at least one tool room, so no one is ruled out except for the few who were out in costume as they wouldn't have had time to retrieve a wrench while working here. It is to be noted, however, that the employee who screamed when the corpse was discovered had a reputation among the others as a bit of a promiscuous lady, so plenty of other employees had a reason to hate her, considering the relationship drama. That, combined with what you said, makes me believe that an upset coworker killed our victim accidentally while the real target was the employee who first discovered the body." A said proudly.

"Impressive…." L mumbled, "Now we just need to find who did it from our list of suspects."

"Right, I think we should figure out what size wrench killed her. Considering not everyone has access to every tool room, and each one contains different tools for each ride." A turned to B, "Any idea as to what size wrench we're dealing with, Belvedere?"

"Judging from my measurements, it should be a… 4? I would fit what I believe is roughly a 3 inch bolt. That's what Google told me." B shrugged.

A and L scowed at him.

"I'm GAY. I don't know anything about tools!" B yelled.

The two of them rolled their eyes, "Well, what ride would use that size?" A asked.

"The ride we were just on, of course. The paint was chipped around the bolts at the bottom of the ride in a way that resembled the marks left by a wrench. This is unlike the other bolts on other rides, which are painted over perfectly, meaning only that one was receiving constant maintenance. Conveniently, those bolts were 3 inches in diameter." L stated his own deduction this time without having A explain his thoughts—this time, A mentally kicked himself for not noticing that minor detail. He shouldn't have, but he didn't while L did. Just another way, L was still much better than him.

"Ah, perfect!" A turned to the employees, "Are there any people who work on that ride," A pointed to it as he did not know its name, "Who would have a grudge against our intended victim?"

"Well, Steve would. He's kind of a creep. If it were anyone, it'd be him." one of them said.

A turned back at L and smiled. L nodded his head in approval. They had a suspect, just in time too, the cops had arrived, and the three reported their findings before leaving. The park had to be closed early, but it was starting to rain, so they didn't want to stick around. L bought the two of them some things from the shops, and they all went back to their hotel.

"So A, noticed you were pretty scared there." B teased.

"Shut up, so were you." A replied.

"You both had a good reason to be. I'll admit even I was startled by such an event." L said.

"Whatever… I was scared. But I had you two, so I'm fine." A rolled over, trying to hide his blush.

"Aw, you trust us to protect you? That's adorable. I'm touched." B placed a hand on his heart.

L sat down next to the two of them on the bed, "B, you were trembling, so really I was the one protecting you two."
"Yes, it's a miracle we all made it." B rolled his eyes.

"You're very ungrateful. I saved your life back there, you know." L was joking, but it seemed hard to tell with his monotone. Though A and B could tell, seeing as they were used to it.

A hugged L, "Well, I'm grateful." he said before kissing L on the cheek and then laying down, "Good night. I'm tired."

L touched his cheek as his face went a bit pink, "Good night, A…."

"I'm also tired." B said before crawling under his blanket, "Good night, L."

"Good night, Beyond." L moved to get off their bed, but A stopped him.

"L," A asked, "Could you sleep in our bed? To protect us?" A said in a half-joking manner.

L understood what A meant, though, and climbed in between the two. A curled up against him immediately. B took a minute before deciding he also wanted to cuddle and nuzzled into L's back.

In the morning, L was watching the morning news before A and B woke up. The story of the amusement park murder came on, and he learned that Steve had been arrested where he confessed to the murder. A was right in his deduction, aside from the small part where L had figured out the ride staff to look at. However, that was a very small detail, though he hoped A didn't beat himself up over it. Either way, they both did a fine job solving it. L turned off the tv and laid back down between his two succors, deciding to get some more time in with them before he had to leave them again.