Was it always the Truth?

Chapter 1

Well, here you are reading what this has become
It all started with a little bit of Spice and a little bit of Nice and everything goes wrong. .

The actual story begins.

|3rd person Pov|

It's just a Casual afternoon, almost evening i should add.
Poe was all worked up in his new Book, he wanted to make it Special, for a Special someone.
He always did work hard on his book, yet Ranpo never really had Interest in them, he was always busy with his snacks. .

The Poet started to Stress, Ranpo was coming over in a few days, and he wasn't even halfway done with the book.

' Where did i put that paper. . ' he thought to himself, drastically looking around for the missing paper.
Searching Drawers, his Desk and even the Kitchen. . Including the fridge - I don't know what's wrong with him but who knows.

The Poet walked towards his bed, slowly sitting down on it. He sighed, ready to head to bed as he turned towards the nightstand, Yet a small fellow friend has found it.

" Karl. . You had it all along didn't you? " Poe muttered, moving his hand to pet the Raccoon.
" I guess i can continue the Book tomorrow. . It is pretty late " he Mumbled, Laying down on his bed and looking towards his ceiling.

' i wonder if Ranpo would even appreciate my work. . does he even like my books? the one's i've worked hard for- '

Poe suddenly jumped at the sudden Noise, don't worry, it isn't a random Serial Killer
Just Karl Sneezing

" Is it too cold for you? "
The Poet asked, hoping for some sort of Sign.
The Raccoon crawled towards Poe, snuggling up against him.
"I'll take it as a yes" The poet sighed, slowly dozing off to sleep on this uh. . 4:37AM time.

Skip time - The next. . Morning

Poe flinched from the sudden alarm, looking around his surroundings and seeing his tiny friend isn't there beside him.

' That's odd. . He usually waits for me to wake up ' the Poet thought to himself as he slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes due to the light from the window, turns out the Curtains weren't closed.
He stood up and walked towards his desk and grabbed some papers before heading to the kitchen to make some Coffee, as he usually does in the morning.

Poe arrived at the kitchen, as he looked infront of him in shock.

"R-Ranpo-kun..? " The poet spoke, causing the Detective to turn around and look up at him.

"Heyy, Ed!! " Ranpo walked up to him, while eating some snacks he found somewhere in the house.

"W-Why are you at my house Ranpo..?" Poe stuttered out, avoiding the gaze of the Detective infront of him.

"Ah i just uh,, came to check up on ya!" Ranpo chimed in happily

"Are you sure you didn't just get lost?.. " Poe spoke, able to keep himself from Stuttering for once.
"I may have gotten lost on the way to a Crime scene,, it was boring anyways so it's fine!!" Ranpo spoke, swinging his hand that has a Chip in it.

Poe sighed, before Flinching as the detective suddenly grabbed the papers from his hand.
"R-Ranpo- you shouldn't look at those"
The poet said, trying to grab the papers from Ranpo, while Ranpo kept Dodging him, trying to read the papers.

"ShhhH, it's alright i wanna read em!! So let me!" Ranpo spoke, following along with a huff.
Poe had a worried look on his face, he wasn't sure if Ranpo would like the idea at all,, it was simply just 4 pieces of paper fully written.
It can't be that bad.. right?

Poe decided to let Ranpo read them, he stood up straight and walked towards his coffee machine to make some coffee.
The Poet sat down at the table once he finished the coffee, he started drinking it. Cautiously looking at Ranpo every now and then.

What does he think of it..? Poe thought.

Ranpo jumped up from his seat, yes he sat down-
"I got it!! It was the Uncle" Ranpo spoke proudly, raising the papers eith one hand while his other hand was on his hip.

Poe looks up at Ranpo in shock.
"You.. U-uhm did that quite fast"
The poet spoke, his voice lowered a bit near the end as he looked off to the side, avoiding eye contact with the Detective infront of him.

"Well it was pretty interesting! The uncle seemed very distinct and innocent at first, but some clues hinted that it was him. "
Ranpo Chimed in with a Chuckle.

"I- I suppose it was pretty easy... For a Detective like you" Poe said, looking up at Ranpo with a Sad smile, he was feeling quite upset because of how quick Ranpo found out who it was, yet he again was happy to see his smile, it did make him happy.

"I liked it, are you planning on making more? " The detective spoke with a Smile, sitting back down again in his chair.

"Well i-i suppose i could make more. . Are you sure they're good,,?" Poe sighed before continuing "You found it out quite quickly.." he looked up at Ranpo, the detective looking back at him with a slight grin.
"Don't worry about it Ed, i think they're quite nice" Ranpo said with a Genuine smile. It made Poe's heart flutter, he quickly avoided the others gaze.

"W-well why not w-we go to uhm.. the crime scene you were going to,, B-before you got uhm.. lost" Poe spoke rather quickly which made Ranpo Chuckle.

"Sure why not! Lead the way" Ranpo stood up and walked towards the door, Quickly Patting poe on the head before going through the door.
Poe froze, like actually- he stood there, a slight blush creeping onto his face, his mind running at a rather quick pace.

He quickly snapped out of it, before shouting - quietly 🙄
"R-Ranpo!! You're going the wrong way!" He stood up to go find Ranpo.

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To be continued 🚪🚶

Hope you like it so far, will make more soon, hopefully.