Dark Night is a private eye; gumshoe, whatever you wanna call 'im. He's
a shadow Shoyru with a bad 'tude, a thing for Neocola and a weird fedora and
trench coat. He's made his mark as a private eye and wished me to write his
stories from his case files.
It was about five in the evening when I decided to close
up for the night and hang out with some buddies. My buddies are light travelers
after all. One rides in a sheath and the other in a hip flask. Yeah, I'm Dark
Night, gumshoe extraordinaire. Some people call me other things, but that's
a story in itself. Any who a disgruntled Shoyru burst into my door. He looked
awfully familiar, but all starry guys do. He introduced himself as high_flyer74
from The Neopian Times comic page. No wonder he looked familiar. Anyway this
mildly rich Shoyru had just been robbed and wanted me to find out whom. I gladly
took the case telling him it would be 500 gold ones a day, plus other costs.
Judging by the looks of this guy, he was pretty upset by this entire deal. It's
not everyday you get robbed after all. Personally, I wouldn't know. I solve
the crimes, not make them. Partially because when I did I was in major trouble
with the cops. I still don't like cops. But that's a case file in its own so
it's kept under wraps. I explained it may take me a few days to recover the
stolen loot. High seemed to understand, but not before tripping over his own
tail as he exited the old office. I had to laugh, but then I got down to business.
I recollected the clues as if they had fallen
from a bag. There weren't many. Just a dab of hair gel at the crime scene. I
suspected Myyth,
villain mastermind and Dr Evil equivalent. The question was, would he spill
the beans?
About thirty minutes later I arrived at the
outskirts of the Big City. This placed looked possessed but who was I to judge?
After this entire guy was a villain.
I knocked the door three times and a baby Kougra
greeted me. Shaeylan, Myyth's assistant. He knew who I was and grumbled at me,
big surprise. He got the fire Eyrie on a video screen and apparently he knew
nothing about High's robbing. Queer, as someone his mind-control hair gel had
also been stolen. There had to be a connection. After all, there was hair gel
at the crime scene. He seemed annoyed that his hair gel had been stolen. Odd,
since the plan HAD backfired after all. But nonetheless it was an important
lead. I thanked Myyth and left. Another culprit came to mind, but I doubted
this one. Could Mr. Shankly, Neopian Times editor be responsible for breaking
into a star's home? I doubted it, but if anything else in this business, you
gotta go with your gut.
I arrived at the steps of the 'house de Shankly'
within two minutes. And oh dear did this place ever smell of dung! I knocked
once and the friendly staff member opened the door. I decided to get to the
point quickly, because the horrible smell was making my eyes water.
"Erm... Mr. Shankly have you heard about the
recent robbery of High_Flyer74?" I asked slowly holding my nose.
"Yes indeed! I'm surprised though! I've heard
of this sort of hacking happen before but nothing was stolen?" said a truly
surprised Shankly.
"Mmm-hmm... queer isn't it. They found hair
gel at the crime scene. MIND control hair gel," I replied.
"How odd. And I am to understand that Myyth's
home was also robbed?" he inquired.
"Indeed," I replied," Would you happen to know
anything of this?"
"No, I'm afraid not. I would never rob a author
or star's home. Staff members word," he said in such a tone that he sounded
like an angel and not the stinky faerie (in the kindest terms of course.)
"Yeah, sorry for bothering you," I grumbled,
feeling ashamed of myself for accusing a staff member of a crime. I walked away
as quickly as possible, trying not to look too suspicious.
I needed a clue and a drink. One of them I knew
where to get.
As I approached the local coffee bar someone
grabbed me by the neck and rammed me into a wall. I blacked out, but not before
seeing an agile fire Lupe run from me.
When I awoke the answer hit me like a .38 Slorg
(I forget the colour. Not that it matters.) The culprit was Barry D. Lupe Barry
was a skilled bank robber and I tracked him down easily. I then made the arrest,
got high's cash back (and my payment for 500 Neopoints, plus a hospital bill).
I celebrated closing the case by finally hanging
out with my buddies. But I knew the time would be short lived. It's always a
short time between cases when you're a private eye.
The End
Note: Dark Night is a character similar to 'Tracer Bullet' of "Calvin and
Hobbes" fame. Night is no way related to Bullet, and wants it to stay that way.
Thanks to averyangryshaylir for allowing me to use Myyth and Shaeylan. Mr. Shankly
is used in the kindest terms. Thank you. | 
