Confusion arises between the Holmes brother as John is despairing over Sherlockitty's unanswered questions and still "missing" yarn ball
Another update for you lovely people, hope you enjoy it and as always comments about any mistake or improvements are greatly appreciated! c:
(also a special thank-you to The-Wild-Wild-Whovian for always giving me feedback and reading it!)
John and Sherlockitty finally got home, the black cat still not answering any of John's questions.
John finally gave up after a few hours of unanswered questions, deciding to go out to his favourite milk bar instead, not bothering to tell Sherlockitty since he was cooped up running experiments on the different tunas.
Sherlockitty looked up from his experiments, noticing the lack of his little fluff ball. With a few adjustments to his experiments, he wondered in to the lounge room, looking for any sign of John.
"Meow! Meow!" called Sherlock, hoping he'd respond to his name.
With a cursory glance around the lounge room he started going up the stairs when he heard his phone ding.
Quickly racing over he saw it was from an unknown number, the text reading Ready to have some fun Sherly?
Sherlockitty dropped his phone, racing up stairs, panic beginning to set in.
He barged through John's door, scanning the room and realizing that John wasn't there, which must mean only one thing. Panic had set in by the time he had raced down stairs, activating the voice messenger on his phone to reply to the unknown number that could only be Pawriarty. Himself and Pawriarty set up a meeting place, Sherlockitty racing over at the first chance, his only thoughts to save his little ball of fluff.
Meanwhile, John was sitting at his favourite milk bar, the creamiest milk in front of him barely touched. Why was Sherlockitty looking for him and why was he now ignoring all his questions. With a sigh, John drank some of his milk, staring out into the distance in his own thoughts.
On the other side of town, Meowcroft was desperately setting up his security task force, enlisting them certain camera's around the town to watch for any sign of Pawriarty, occasionally looking away from his own screen to glare at the security guards who allowed Pawriarty in the safe place.
Suddenly one of the force members called out, signaling that he had clear vision of Pawriarty, the person next to the member also saying that Meowcroft's brother was running down the pathway towards that direction right at this moment.
Meowcroft looked at the screen puzzled, as far as Meowcroft had known, Sherlockitty hadn't even realized yet that his yarn ball hadn't even been found, too preoccupied with his experiments. Waddling over to his phone, he called the Detective Inspector Meowstrade, interrogating him whether he had informed Sherlockitty about his yarn ball.
After that had resulted in multiple no's and subsequent yelling to stop interrogating him, Meowcroft hung up, instead calling little John Watkittens. After John had assured him that he hadn't told Sherlockitty that no one had found his yarn ball yet, and that he'd been too preoccupied that afternoon to continue searching for it, let alone inform Sherlockitty that no one had found it yet, Meowcroft hung up, even more frustrated as to why Sherlockitty was running down that path towards Pawriarty.