Detective Clark,
How long has it been since we've had a case together? I know you don't fancy people as much as before, last time I saw you... I could feel the burden you're carrying. I've seen the rack of your loneliness, the thought of your well-being has never left me in peace. I hope to speak again my dear friend, so far you and Mr.Inference are the best men I've ever met. I beg for you not to cancel, I long to see you , I will await your arrival along with the rest of the police department.
Your gigglemug,
Emma Woods
"Ms.Woods?"
Those words seemed to bring Emma back to reality from her trance, her eyes shot up to see who had called her. Silver eyes....
"Aesop," she purred with a smile to greet the young man.
"Mr.Inference had ask me to remind you of your schedule appointment with the boss"
"No rest for the weary," Emma giggled, as she started to envelope her letter, letting a big sign before speaking again,"tell Naib I'll be down there in a few minutes—oh and ace, could you please deliver this letter to the post office?"
"I regret to inform you but it seems like I have a busy schedule—Ms.Woods,I don't believe I can—I also have many many-umm..."
"Nonsense Aesop!," she said with a bright smile,"now don't try to sell me the dog, I know your schedule."Shoving the letter against Aesop's chest.
She placed her hand on his shoulder before leaving, leaning close against his ear,"you can't save yourself from this one..."
All Aesop could do was stare in defeat, he grabbed the letter lady truth had given him, at least it wasn't bad as last time.
Last time he had been asked to deliver an important box, as in 'protect this box with your life', but he couldn't help but remember the embarrassing moment he had caused when he slipped on mud. The whole department made a mockery of him. He barely made it a few steps out when it did happen. The jokes and teases still don't allow him to sleep at night. In fact they haunt him
Maybe this time couldn't be so bad.... We'll at least he believes so
Making his way down from Emma's office, he grabs his case as he impulsively gently places the letter inside along with other papers.
A trip to the post office wouldn't be so bad- at least he gets to catch up with his favorite postman, victor, it's been a while. His cute dog always manages to soften his heart little by little.
As he makes his way to the door he reaches to open the door, unfortunately someone had beat him to it, none other than Mr.Inference.
"Carl! Good to see you!," He said as he shook Aesop's hand.
"As well"
"Where are you off to, I reckon you'll be the one to attend in Emma's place again, she really can be a handful."
"Correct, I am not, I'm actually on my way to deliver this letter, now if you'll excuse me, I best be on my way,"Aesop said as he slithered his way out.
"I'll see you later—"spoke the brunette, although you could hear some type of sadness or disappointment, it was hard to say from Aesop's eyes.
Raising his arm he managed to call a carriage, although the way to the post office was bumpy he managed not to hurt himself in any way while experiencing the ride.
With a payment of a few coins the Hansom cab rode away. He now stood in front of the building, he made his way to the door, he was far too excited to see his friend again. He started to run towards the door, just as he reached his arm to open the door, it opened by itself.
He couldn't see who it was, but all he knew was that he was going to fall and the person who had opened the door was going to smack him with it.
And so the scene play just as he thought, only this time his case opened as it flew away, if only he had a tighter grip on his case.
I finished replaying one of my fave games, it gave me the idea for this fic, cough cough syndicate 👁
This will be the only short chapter
I have 5 chapters written so I'll probs release the other one tomorrow, maybe if I don't feel lazy, I need to proofread them 😭 I'm such a bad fanfic writer. • shoots myself in the head• I think I'll just write them in Spanish now
