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"The Bennett Files: Neggs Over Easy" by amarettoball
At this time of year in Altador, the pets working at Gardener's Rest were busy putting together the finishing touches on the annual Negg hunt, the main event of the Negg Festival. Pets were milling about on the streets, anticipating the announcement signaling the start of the hunt. One Woodland Uni decided to stay inside, however, choosing instead to focus on a few odd experiments. His name was Bennett, and as a detective, he reasoned that he had better things to do than to search for brightly-colored Neggs like a hyperactive child.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. It opened without waiting for a response, and found a ghost Zafara standing on the threshold. "Are you the private investigator, Bennett?" she asked, her voice having the slight whistling quality that most ghost pets had.
She seemed out of breath, her luminescent chest heaving as she stood there. Bennett raised an eyebrow.
"That's correct," Bennet said. "What can I do for you, Miss -"
"Dresellia, and I've come about an urgent situation at the annual Negg hunt," she said, stepping further into the office and plunking herself down on a seat. "There's been some rapscallion who sent the Negg Faerie the most disturbing letter this morning."
She put a hand into her pocket and rummaged around for a while, before finally pulling free a crumpled bit of paper. She leaned across to the Uni. "Here, you better read it for yourself."
Bennett took the paper and unfolded it, scanning its contents.
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