3 - Moldy Orange Davis , M.D. pt. 2

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Roquefort : " did you miss me ?! "

Almond clenched his fists in confusion.
Almond : " what are you doing here ?! "

Roguefort : " visiting you ! I heard you were alone for the next few days , detective . "
The man grinned in a comedic villain type of manner.

Almond Cookie, not stupid, sighed.
Almond : " what are you actually doing here ? "
Rogue continued to grin.

Rouguefort : " I heard the Prince Plain Yogurt himself was hosting some kind of gathering at his own private building . "
Almond : " your point ? "
Roguefort : " let me inside first . "

The detective hesitantly let Roguefort inside, shutting the door behind him.

Roguefort : " okay so basically — and hear me out on this — rumour has it that the Plain Yogurt is calling all of these cookies he barely knows to honour them , in a way . all of them have ended up on the news for doing some kind of good deed , so he may be requesting their employers some kind of promotion or so . "

Almond scoffed.
Almond : " that's far-fetched .. he's not even the prince of this place ! "
Roguefort : " he did the same thing in Yogurca , and another city across the border . "

...

Almond : " why ? "
Roguefort : " he won't tell anybody . I think he's just leaving his occupation before he heirs to become king though , so people will remember as a noble person .. "

Almond : " what are you implying ? "
Roguefort : " I'm implying that , if you get inside of that hotel — you can get your job back . all you have to do is let me me in there too .. "

He didn't know what he said, or what he thought..
But Detective Almond C. Garcia had agreed.

264 words — they wouldn't stop talking smh

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