Inspector Nannal and Detective Si
The curious case of the contaminated cookie
Wynnfred Strolled down the long winding corridors of Chateau Techious, The walls naught more than stone walls, possibly over 9000 years old in the oldest parts of the castle. Wynnfred descended the spiral staircase deep into the heart of the extensive larder he heard something, *shuffle* *Gromph* *Om-nom-nom-nom* Reverting subconsciously to his training in the art of ninjitsu Wynnfred slid silently into the shadows Again he heard *Gromph* *Om-nom-nom-nom* as he shoulder-rolled passed the first Samosa Library he noticed with sheer shock that the shelves were bare. *Gromph* *Om-nom-nom-nom*Samosa library’s two through thirty-six were also empty. Wynnfred didn't know how Nannal would react to this revelation, but he assumed he wouldn’t take it well. Wynnfred was close now, he could see the devastation caused by whatever was in the next room, Pastry everywhere, and samosa innards strewn across the floor; He had to begin stepping in time with the rhythmic Om-nom-noms
*OM*
*Step*
*Nom*
*Step*
*Nom*
*Step*
*pause*
*step*
Fudge!
“Grew gere!?”
Wynnfred stood still for a second, Evaluating his options
1. Run and tell Si and Nannal
2. Run, lock the door, wait a few months, re-evaluate the situation then
3. Confront the...
“GUY GED, GREW GERE!!?”
Wynnfred picked 3, whipping his shoe and tie off in a single move, Wynnfred launched himself into the room, within in less than a millisecond of entering the room the shoe was flying at the beast that had annihilated the samosa assortment.
As Wynnfred leapt with the tie held in both hands ready to strangle the gluttonous creature, the shoe hit home,*THUNK* right between the eyes of what was an oddly familiar shaped samosa thief,
“THE HELL YOU DO THAT FOR!?” Screeched Nannal as Wynnfred landed behind him
“Thought you were someone else” Wynnfred whispered “you know you could have asked for a samosa and I’d have brought one up for you”
“Would you really have carried thirty-seven rooms worth of samosa’s all the way to the Games room in the east tower?” Nannal questioned
“Good point, why the east tower?”
“The bowling alleys in the west and northern towers don’t have shoes big enough for my feet. Anyway why are you down here so late?”
“Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me, Met is here and when met wants twiglets…”
“..Met gets twiglets, got it”
As Wynnfred walked off something twanged in the back of his head
“Oh, the super-secret red phone that I’m not ever allowed to answer ever unless you’re both too lazy to get up, well it rang a few hours back, there was a voice message but I was busy housetraining Reb’s pups”
“Thanks wynney, I’ll see what it’s about”
As Wynnfred walked away I wondered who could need both the world’s greatest Inspector/detective duo and quite how I managed to eat my own body weight in Samosas without any weight gain.
I guess the emergency line is pretty important,
“SiBot, when was the last call on the emergency line and what was the voice mail message?”
“It was at 2:09 pm Nannal” Damn We were nearly twelve hours late, the voice mail started up and a raspy voice began to say “ I’ve got skillers captured, If you ever want to see him again come to castle normal-nipple by midnight tomorrow, also bring some meat, and all your money I guess, Also, it’s not a trap”
TO BE CONTINUED
possibly
