"Whoa, whoa, ho
You made me happy
This you can bet
You stood right beside me, yeah
And I won't forget
And I really love you
You should know
I want to make sure I'm right, girl
Before I let go
Now we've had our good time
That's not the same, no
We're hurtin' each other
Girl, it's a shame
I won't be foolish, no
I wanna know
I wanna make sure I'm right, girl, oh
Before I let go, yeah"
-Maze "Before I Let go"
It was a beautiful morning in C.F. Treetops-
"ASMIC!!!"
-Almost a beautiful morning...
"
Yes Jandel?"
"What happened to the socks I gave you?" She lifted them from off the floor.
"I have no clue what you're talking about."
"Why are they torn and have holes in them?"
"Those are very special. If I knew what happened then I would've told you."
"Well then, I don't believe it. It was our 9th anniversary present that I gave you and only you. Until this very morning they were perfectly fine."
"Either way if you found them on the floor then someone or something must've done something to-"
"I'm sorry Asmic. But until this case is solved it's best that you leave."
"-But!"
"Now."
The front door slammed shut.
"Aw man. What am I going to do?! My wife thinks that I ripped my 9th anniversary present from her and now she hates me!" Asmic sat on the front porch thinking.
"Yo, Asmic!"
"Hello Resmic..."
"What's with you man? I never seen you this down ever since... I can't remember when the last time was.'
"Jandel thinks that I totally torn the socks that she gave me."
"Well did you?"
"No."
"And did you try to tell her?"
"Yes! She told me that I can't come home until the case is solved."
"Yikes. That sounds like Cousin Trey with his little vase problem. I wonder if he ever stopped..."
"That's different. He couldn't stop breaking vases. This is Jandel we're talking about!"
"I can help you out!"
"You can?"
"Of course! You are my brother after all."
"Okay, so now we need to ask people we know questions..."
"How about Desmic and Esmic. Their the closest to our hearts." Resmic scratched his chin.
"No, besides. If it was Esmic, I would smell fruit. And it's a hundred percent not Desmic."
"How about the other leaders?"
"It can't be them either. Kar would probably go for the soap and I don't think Ox would be smart enough to open a window."
"That's true. Ox is pretty stupid."
"And that leads nobody else but...."
"Let me guess. It's Hasmic is I'm not mistaken?"
"Correct!"
"Someone said my name?"
"Hasmic, did you tore my 9th anniversary socks?"
"Uhhhhhh. No?" Hasmic chuckled nervously.
"Tell the truth."
"OKAY OKAY! I was trying to clean-"
"Honestly I don't care what you were cleaning. I just want to know why the socks?" Asmic crossed his arms.
"Yeah, why did you use the socks?" Resmic also crossed his arms.
"I couldn't find the towel! The best thing I could find is those socks! I knew they were special but I thought that all they were going to do is become all soaked in oil; instead the socks torn at different spots!"
"You'll have to apologize to Jandel on your own."
"WHAT!? Why just me?"
"I can't go inside until I solve case."
"Man, that's messed up."
End...
-Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. This is very short.
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