The Grey Zone: Seattle Pt. 1
Takes place after the Vegas chapter.
The second half is in progress, but this stands alone. And huzzah! A chapter!
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In the Pacific Northwest, they caught a ride with a nice elderly lady named Jessica Fletcher. Ms. Fletcher was a mystery novelist from Cabot Cove, Maine and was doing a cross-country trip of her own to visit old friends and come up with more exciting story ideas.
Seven bad directions, three murders, a case of food poisoning ---thankfully no one in the car-- and a flat tire later, Kaito and Saguru said good-bye to Ms. Fletcher and decided to strike out on their own again. For one thing, being shot at by assassins was beginning to appear the much safer option.
The similarities to Kudo Shin'ichi and Edogawa Conan hung silently in the air, but neither of them mentioned it, lest it bring that sort of karma upon their heads.
So it was with a vaguely giddy feeling of exhalation --and having once again slipped past a bullet-- that they found themselves backtracking back to the outskirts of the home of Starbucks Coffee: Seattle, Washington. Washington the State, not the country's capital. Why they had two places named the same thing on opposite coasts was a mystery to Kaito.
Only to discover that the police were looking for them and Ms. Fletcher, because Frank, the head cook and owner of a diner that they had stopped to eat at the day before was missing.
... Karma was a bitch sometimes. Especially Karma brought on by close proximity to someone who had obviously done grievous harm in a past life.
They ended up hanging out with some other travelling pairs while the Police went over everything. A blond girl named Millie was supposed to have met someone at the diner the day before for an appointment and was rather worried about missing it. A friend of hers, a scruffy British bloke named Mason, was keeping her company, alternately comforting and teasing her about it. They were nice enough, although they felt kind of weird to Kaito.
A pair of brothers, Sam and Dean Winchester were in the area on a hunting trip. They seemed nice enough, but people tended to give them strange looks and some leeway once they found out what the brothers were hunting.
Kaito wasn't entirely sure what a 'something-squash' was, but the idea of going out to hunt squash with big guns was kind of weird. So he played cards with Millie while Saguru and Mason discussed the mangling of the English language by Americans in general.
By the time evening rolled around, Frank's Wife, a quiet woman who Kaito had yet to get her name, offered to serve her mother's famous 'Donner Family Beans and Weenies' to everyone involved in the case and was promptly heralded as a saint. The woman had blushed, brushed it off and happily bustled off to the kitchen to serve it.
The officers cheered, visibly brightening at the prospect of hot home-cooked food during a worrying case as they wolfed down the food as soon as they got it. The people at the tables Kaito and Saguru were sitting at were last to be served, but the food was no less welcome.
At least until Kaito got a chance to look at the food. "Hobbit?" He inquired, picking at a bit of meat floating among the beans and holding it up. "My slang might be mixed up, but I thought 'Weenies' were a sort of sausage?"
Saguru paused, his first forkful halfway up to his mouth. "My god." Saguru croaked a distinctly green pallor to his already pale skin as his fork dropping out of his suddenly slack hand with a clatter. "It's not Beans and Weenies, it's FRANK and Beans!"
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Jessica Fletcher is from Murder, She wrote
Millie (actually, George( and Mason are from Dead Like Me
The Winchester brothers are from Supernatural
For those who don't get the Donner reference, Donner Party. It's a fairly common story in US mythology about cannabalism. #^^#
Kaito's confused about Sasquatch. ^^;;
The second half is in progress, but this stands alone. And huzzah! A chapter!
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In the Pacific Northwest, they caught a ride with a nice elderly lady named Jessica Fletcher. Ms. Fletcher was a mystery novelist from Cabot Cove, Maine and was doing a cross-country trip of her own to visit old friends and come up with more exciting story ideas.
Seven bad directions, three murders, a case of food poisoning ---thankfully no one in the car-- and a flat tire later, Kaito and Saguru said good-bye to Ms. Fletcher and decided to strike out on their own again. For one thing, being shot at by assassins was beginning to appear the much safer option.
The similarities to Kudo Shin'ichi and Edogawa Conan hung silently in the air, but neither of them mentioned it, lest it bring that sort of karma upon their heads.
So it was with a vaguely giddy feeling of exhalation --and having once again slipped past a bullet-- that they found themselves backtracking back to the outskirts of the home of Starbucks Coffee: Seattle, Washington. Washington the State, not the country's capital. Why they had two places named the same thing on opposite coasts was a mystery to Kaito.
Only to discover that the police were looking for them and Ms. Fletcher, because Frank, the head cook and owner of a diner that they had stopped to eat at the day before was missing.
... Karma was a bitch sometimes. Especially Karma brought on by close proximity to someone who had obviously done grievous harm in a past life.
They ended up hanging out with some other travelling pairs while the Police went over everything. A blond girl named Millie was supposed to have met someone at the diner the day before for an appointment and was rather worried about missing it. A friend of hers, a scruffy British bloke named Mason, was keeping her company, alternately comforting and teasing her about it. They were nice enough, although they felt kind of weird to Kaito.
A pair of brothers, Sam and Dean Winchester were in the area on a hunting trip. They seemed nice enough, but people tended to give them strange looks and some leeway once they found out what the brothers were hunting.
Kaito wasn't entirely sure what a 'something-squash' was, but the idea of going out to hunt squash with big guns was kind of weird. So he played cards with Millie while Saguru and Mason discussed the mangling of the English language by Americans in general.
By the time evening rolled around, Frank's Wife, a quiet woman who Kaito had yet to get her name, offered to serve her mother's famous 'Donner Family Beans and Weenies' to everyone involved in the case and was promptly heralded as a saint. The woman had blushed, brushed it off and happily bustled off to the kitchen to serve it.
The officers cheered, visibly brightening at the prospect of hot home-cooked food during a worrying case as they wolfed down the food as soon as they got it. The people at the tables Kaito and Saguru were sitting at were last to be served, but the food was no less welcome.
At least until Kaito got a chance to look at the food. "Hobbit?" He inquired, picking at a bit of meat floating among the beans and holding it up. "My slang might be mixed up, but I thought 'Weenies' were a sort of sausage?"
Saguru paused, his first forkful halfway up to his mouth. "My god." Saguru croaked a distinctly green pallor to his already pale skin as his fork dropping out of his suddenly slack hand with a clatter. "It's not Beans and Weenies, it's FRANK and Beans!"
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Jessica Fletcher is from Murder, She wrote
Millie (actually, George( and Mason are from Dead Like Me
The Winchester brothers are from Supernatural
For those who don't get the Donner reference, Donner Party. It's a fairly common story in US mythology about cannabalism. #^^#
Kaito's confused about Sasquatch. ^^;;