Chapter 2 - Shopping with 'Ernest'
Ernest and Sherl walked through Chancer lane, and admired all the small shops. The smell of pastries and meals wafted through the air.
"What should I get her Sherl?"
"You know her best Pinstripes, What would she want?"
"I'd say food, but that's too obvious, and she'd eat it quick smart." Ernest contemplated. He scratched his greeny-blue hair as he thought. "Maybe a Puzzle?"
"That would work, you know how much she loves those."
"But how would I make one that she hasn't seen before?"
"Maybe you could ask her out with the puzzle, Make the answer how you feel." Sherl Suggested. Suddenly inspiration struck Ernest and he began to run back to the agency. "Wait up pinstripes! My paws don't take me that quickly!"
When they got back to the Agency, Ernest immediately began to write something out on paper.
"That quickly?" Sherl said, still huffing and puffing.
"It will be like a treasure hunt, all i have to do is leave clues all around town."
Katrielle and Matt came back to find the agency empty.
"They must still be shopping…" Matt said as he took the dirty tablecloth of the table.
"Do you know what's wrong with him?" Katrielle asked randomly.
"What?" Matt asked. He was utterly confused.
"He's been acting funny recently… and I mean more than usual."
"He seems like normal to me."
"Ernest doesn't spill tea on himself." Katrielle chuckled. She was certain something was up, and she had a hunch Matt knew what it was.
"Not enough sleep?" Matt suggested, putting the new tablecloth on the table. Katrielle could see matt knew what it was, but he wouldn't tell her.
"Why wont you tell me?"
"Tell you what?
"What's going on with Ernest, I know you were talking about it this morning."
Matt sighed and seemed to give in. "It's about your birthday." He said. Watching his words carefully as if not to spoil a surprise.
"Alright." Kat said, she was a gentlewoman after all, and she knew not to pry more. Her birthday was tomorrow, so she wouldn't have to wait long. Just then Ernest and Sherl Returned, and Ernest had the biggest grin on his face.
"Find something?" Matt asked.
"Kind of, you'll see." He said before disappearing into the kitchenette and making some tea. Matt looked at sherl for reassurance and he gave him a nod. Before Katrielle could get any ideas, ernest struck up conversation.
"Miss Layton, What was the case?"
"An Old lady had been stolen from, the culprit turned out to be her long lost son."
"Interesting." He said. There was a proudness in his voice, either that or he was tougher.
"Yes, very."
The light was fading outside as the sun set.
"Golly, they day is over already. You best be heading home Miss, It's going to be a big day for you tomorrow." He chuckled in his cute way. Kat smiled before throwing on her coat.
As she walked down Chancer Lane to her apartment, she pondered. What has Ernest gotten me for my birthday?