Another Chapter Update!: I hope you're enjoying reading this and don't worry, I finally found inspiration for a direction for this story so there'll definitely be some more frequent updates the next two weeks! :D Thanks for reading and following the story! :)
John made his way into the kitty morgue, looking around for any signs of life or Sherlockitty's yarn ball. Suddenly, a ball fluff came barreling at him, knocking him over in the process.
"Meow meow" squeaked Molly, apologizing for running into him.
"Meow, meow, meow meow?" Inquired John, asking the ball of nervous fluff is she had seen Sherlockitty's yarn ball anywhere around the morgue.
Molly sat down and started thinking, suddenly remembering an incident a few days ago!
"Meow meow meow!" exclaimed Molly excitedly, explaining that Jim from IT had been in here a few days ago, enquiring about a yarn ball he had seen in the hallway.
"Meow meow meow meow," continued Molly, explaining further that she had told him that it was most likely Sherlockitty's, commenting how he was always putting his stuff down in the most inconvenient places, confirming it was indeed Sherlockitty's once Jim had gone and gotten it to show her.
"Meow meow" John thought out loud, saying that maybe he had still taken Sherlockitty's yarn ball even if he knew it wasn't his. John also silently wondered, what if Jim from IT was the disastrous James Pawiarty, Sherlokitty had mentioned earlier that he was disguised as someone else Sherlockitty didn't know, but worked closely with or was friends with someone Sherlockitty was "acquainted" with. How Sherlockitty figured that out still baffled little John Watkittens, but the theory John thought of himself about how Jim from IT could be Pawiarty made good sense, he didn't work with Sherlockitty, but John had noticed in the more recent weeks that Molly had talked to him more and he had seen the two have lunch quite often. Jim was close to someone who was closely acquainted with Sherlock, so why not steal his yarn ball.
With this newfound knowledge, brave ball of fluff, John Watkittens said good-bye to Molly, figuring out the next step of action to getting the yarn ball back.