𝓓𝓸 𝓸𝓻 𝓓𝓲𝓮 ❣︎ 𝓔𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓐𝓭𝓭𝓪𝓶𝓼

𝓢𝓔𝓡𝓘𝓔𝓢 𝓞𝓝𝓔 ❣︎ 23

Xavier's art shed was deserted, but Xavier was pacing outside it. He was on the phone, and Ember was concealed behind the shed, listening. Fester and Wednesday were waiting behind a tree. The plan was to track him. Wherever he was going.

"Hey- uh- I need to talk to you," Xavier said hesitantly, pacing fast. There was a response on the other side and then he said. "No, like- right now."

Another response.

"Uh... yeah, I know where that is. I can meet you there in, like... twenty minutes. Okay- okay- bye."

"Who are you talking to?" Ember was in as fast as lightning (well, as fast as you could get with a crutch, which she still had) as he put his phone down, appearing in front of him as he turned around.

Xavier just looked at her, rendered speechless for a second. "Do you, like, make everything your goddamn business?"

"No. The only things I'm concerned about making my business are your potentially homicidal secrets," Ember retorted.

"You say 'potentially' as if you've got other people on the list," Xavier scoffed.

"I may have," was all Ember let slip.

"Great, well, in the mean time, can you just stay the hell away from me?" Xavier snapped, walking straight past her and into his shed.

Ember shrugged.

Five minutes later, Ember now hid with her cousin and uncle, her bad leg stretched out, the three of them watched Xavier speed away from his shed on his bike.

"Did you place the tracker?" Ember asked Wednesday, for she had been in charge of that department.

However, it was Uncle Fester that handed her the little electronic device that was hooked into the tracker attached to her suspect. "Don't worry. Uncle Fester's got ya covered."

She looked at it and saw the green screen with a view of the road that Xavier was biking along. As he turned a corner, the red dot that signified him turned too.

Ember was satisfied. "Okay. Let's hit the road."

However, their vehicle wasn't quite what she had imagined.

It was a motor bike with an extra seat on the back and a little sidecar. But there was more. PENNY'S POOCH PATROL! was plastered onto the front of it, and the whole bike was white with black dalmatian spots.

Ember and Wednesday just stared at Uncle Fester, absolutely speechless. But not in the good way.

"What?" Their uncle smiled. "I picked it up on my way out of town. You know me, I like to travel incognito!"

Ember and her cousin were even more disgusted when their uncle handed them the helmets. They had the same dalmatian spots, but also had added black ears.

"Come on, let's roll!" Uncle Fester smiled.

Ember looked down disgustedly at her helmet.

However, she did end up wearing it. Both she and Wednesday both did.

Whilst Ember rode in the sidecar, with a chance to rest her leg, Wednesday sat behind Uncle Fester on the actual bike. All three had goggles and helmets on.

As Xavier's dot turned on the tracking device, Ember signalled for Uncle Fester to do the same.

Until, finally, they heard the grinding sound of gravel under bike tyres, and, Uncle Fester stopping the bike, they got off. They were in the woods, about ten metres away from the lake that the Poe Cup was held on.