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Colourless Sunsets- Thank you so much for the compliments! Right now, I'm drawing up a sketch of what the characters look like and this chapter I'm going to try to be a little bit more descriptive.

I put the first chapter of this up on Deviantart with a picture of the Doris, Marlene, and Gloria. I'm either going to do the penguins' or the lemurs' picture next. It's under my name of pdragongirlj. Same title.

Skipper leaned back in his chair and looked at the clock, 7:00 in the morning. So far only Phil and Mason had passed.

The two brothers were an odd pair, supposed identical twins except for the fact Mason had black hair while Phil had brown and was unable to speak. No one knew why he couldn't, maybe it was a freak accident, or that he really didn't want to speak to anybody other than his brother. They both were inappropriate, in fact, when Kowalski learned a bit of sign language, he finally learned what Phil thought of every woman that came close to the apartment. Poor guy, that blush didn't leave his face for days.

When 7:15 passed, Maurice and Mort got ready Julian's usual breakfast. When Maurice saw Skipper in the apartment kitchen, he mouthed, "Just kill me." Skipper pitied Maurice. He was Julian's own brother and he got ordered around like a slave. The only reason why Maurice put up with it was because he had no where else to go…and Skipper also believed that he stayed because once Julian kicked the bucket, he would get whatever Julian owned and everyone knew he had a fortune.

Little Mort though was a different story. He was Julian's nephew, but no one believed Maurice was the father, mainly because of his indifference to the boy's welfare. Last time Julian kicked him out, Skipper's team had taken him under their wing until the man cooled down. Maurice didn't even ask if the boy had been okay. Then again, he was pretty upset when the boy trudged out of the apartment.

Doris came skipping down the stairs and waved to the three in the kitchen in her usual business attire with her hair barely brushed. She was a computer analyst but it surprised him how much she actually was paid. She was insanely smart, possibly just as smart as Kowalski, but she always had her head in the clouds. Skipper shook his head; Kowalski had a huge crush on the girl. It wouldn't go anywhere. Just like him and Lola.

Skipper shuddered thinking of his ex-wife. She hailed from Hawaii and never bothered to talk to anyone. They had fallen in love, or well, he had fallen in love with her, she was just waiting for someone better to come along. One man had and she left in a whirlwind, barely even leaving time for the divorce settlement.

Skipper was staring into his coffee when a loud thump sounded from the stairs. He looked up to see a half-awake Marlene stumble and barely catch herself from falling.

"Ugh, no more with popcorn before bed." She muttered, shuffling to the community coffee pot, chugging a cup before nearly collapsing into a chair. Skipper blinked and looked around, Maurice and Mort had already gone back up, leaving no one else in there. He grinned; it was the perfect time for interrogation. One always reveals everything in sleep talk.

He pulled up a chair to the girl's table and started drilling, "Are you a spy?"

The girl took a while to answer, but that was usual. She finally slurred her answer, "No. Just normal."

"Yeah right, everyone has something. Who do you work for?"

"pool…coach." Her speech started slurring more; she was falling into deep sleep.

"Interesting. Have you done anything bad before in your life?"

"Shot…squirrel. Annoying little…thing. Only…injured."

Skipper leaned back in his chair and smirked, "well, it looks like you're not an agent for Doctor Blowhole or Archai, you're too stupid."

"Mentally… challenged…better." The girl stopped talking and started a chainsaw like snore. Skipper sighed, grabbed the sink faucet sprayer, and aimed it at Marlene. Within seconds, the girl screamed and jumped at least a few feet in the air.

"Good to see you're awake."

Marlene turned around and glared at the detective, "Not funny."

"You were the one who wandered down here in your sleep. You're lucky it was me and not Julian. Heaven only knows what he would've done to you."

"I would kill him." Marlene growled and stalked back up the stairs passing his team rushing down.

"Well aren't you guys late? Already taken care of, but since you're awake, we can start on the Taylor case. The man thinks he sees aliens." The three others groaned and started back up the stairs.

Marlene grimaced into the mirror at her soaking wet pajamas, "Well now that I've made a total fool of myself, maybe I should just stay up here for a while."

She was making her way to the chest of drawers when the phone rang on the other side of the room. She picked it up before the second ring.

"Hey Marley! I got your message. You didn't sound too happy, what's up?" Marlene breathed a sigh of relief when Rodger's voice filled the other side of the phone.

"Yesterday I was dragged all over New York City, my landlord is fond of late night parties, and this morning I was sprayed with water by a guy that supposedly, according to one of the other women here, likes me."

"Wow."

"Yeah, I know. Nothing like San Diego."

"No, I meant the entire guy liking you bit. That's hard to believe."

"Hey! And for your information, he doesn't, that's just Gloria being Gloria."
" I'm guessing she's the girl?"
" That would be correct."

"Well, I'm coming down in two weeks to rescue you; you'll have to introduce me to everyone. Especially this "boyfriend."" Rodger laughed on the other end.

"You are impossible," Marlene sighed, grinning into the phone, "Anyway, how's everyone down there?"

"Missing their star swim coach. Did you know that Cammie is a horrible teacher? None of these kids are going to the Olympics, I can tell you that."

"Be nice to her, she'll learn."

"She doesn't know the difference between underwater and out of water. Don't think I'm joking either because she's said it."

"Just give her time and she'll get it. Anyway, I have to go, first day on the job and I have 20 minutes to get to a place that's about a 15-minute walk. Bye!"

"Bye Marley, I'll make sure to call you later to tell you about my great day."

"Hah hah, very funny. Bye!" She slammed the phone down, breezed through getting ready, and was out the door just in time to slam into an unknown figure.

"Little rushed aren't you? Who are you?" Marlene looked up to see a red-haired man staring down at her. First thing, she noticed was the fact that he was muscular, second that she just ran into him like a five foot three, weak linebacker.

"Oh! I am so sorry that I ran into you!"

"Ehh doesn't matter. Alex, by the way." He grabbed her hand and shook it.

"Marlene, I'm really sorry, but I have to get going." She waved and took off past the black haired man that came up the stairs.

"Who was that?"

"Marlene, she's the new girl here I think." Alex shrugged, watching the girl take off out the door.

"Well, I'll can go get that important paperwork while you make googly eyes over her."

"Marty! Just go." Alex pushed his friend and they walked off down the hall.

Well, I had to bring Alex and Marty in somehow! Anyway, I'm all about doing stuff that no one's ever done before. So why not?

Taylor's case was spur of the moment….and yes; I do know someone that has seen aliens. No, neither that person nor me believe in them.

Oh and also, Archai, when said right sounds like RK, which stands for Rat King...:) That was fun to make up.

Anyway, I'm going to a weeklong summer camp on Sunday, so I won't be able to update for a while, but I will be working on this! Promise!