Where do they go? Chptr 2

Instructions

First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1385593857 Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1385593857 Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1385873970 Notes from the detective: The Bannerfall café is the perfect place to disclose information, and it has good coffee. The place is run by a couple of feline hybrids, Owain and Kitty, nice people. · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Joel swirled his spoon in his cup, looking around the room, the bell chimes, and Pearl and the others walk in, they head over to him, and slide into the seat across. “Ello Joel, how are ya?” Pearl grins, Joel frowns “fine.” “You're really good at conversations aren't you?” Gem laughs. “I am just fine at conversation.” “Sure” “Could you please tell me something so I know you are at least somewhat useful.” Pearl narrows her eyes. “Theres someone over there, three booths over, she agreed to talk to you” Joel turns to look over but can only see the top of someone's head. “I’ll come to, Gem will stay with Tilly” Gem nods and starts to the counter to get a drink. Pearl and Joel walk over three booths, and slide across from a short woman with fiery red hair, one's eye seems to be entirely fire, she is reading a book but looks up from it to stare at us. There is another woman next to her, they give the two a withering look before turning her attention to Pearl. “Hey Pearl, hello detective!” The first young lady grins, “how are you today?” “Fine Cherri, nice to see you!” Pearl smiles at the girl, “Joel here is the detective in charge of the egg hunt case, the one 15 years ago, remember? You said you could tell him about it in your perspective” The blaze nods, and looks at Joel, tilting her head slightly. “Well… · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · -15 years ago- The sun was shining overhead, no clouds in the sky and a light breeze whistling through the trees. Perfect weather for an easter egg hunt. Or it would have been if not for stupid moms. Cherri sat on her bed, sulking. Her mother refused to let her go to the hunt, no matter how much she pleaded and begged, mind of stone that lady. There were old people there too! People meant to keep her and her friends safe! Ren and Martyn were old too, the three of them combined new the entire forest like the backs of their small hands! Ren had told her a few days ago how fun the hunt would be, as they trekked through the trees, pointing out good hiding spots for eggs. “It shall be amazing lassie!” he had shouted, and Cherri had giggled at the funny accent and nickname. He had loved making new characters to play, and his current favorite had been an old king, leading his loyal knight and beautiful princess through the forest. The following days had been spent begging Cherri's mom to let her go, Martyn and Ren had both promised to protect her, Ren with increased dramatics (though Martyn was never far from dramatic). But neither of them had any luck in convincing her mom, and in the end, she had to stay home. The day before the hunt, the trio were in the forest, walking the path they had walked many times before. This day however, Ren stopped at the base of one of the trees, a large oak, covered in poorly scratched signatures and love confessions. He looked at them and turned to her. “We shall see you tomorrow lass, we will share our spoils with you” Martyn nodded behind him, distracted by the birds flying overhead. “Protect the castle when we take leave my dear, stay safe” he gave her a hug, at that moment, Cherri had wondered why he had seemed so solemn, she was missing out on one thing, and her mom had already said maybe to her going next year! “Dont worry my riege, i will defend it with honor” she giggled, Ren smiled, “good” Cherri could hear her mom yelling, telling her to go home, but she wanted to stay with Ren and Martyn, they were better then her stupid old home anyways. But she went back, leaving the two boys alone in the woods. And she had watched through the window of her room the next day as the hunt began, she watched them walk into the forest, ready to find eggs. Ren had turned around for one moment, waved, and before she could wave back, took Martyn's hand and went in. That night her mother had sat her down, told her that something had happened, something with the easter egg hunt. She asked for them then, and her mother had told her that nobody knew where they were. When she went to sleep, she could feel something watching her through her window, but when she opened it, nothing, only the slightest of movements that were probably just her imagination.