Ned didn't think it would disturb him so much, but...he hadn't made any pies since arriving. Or brought anyone back from the dead. Both of these things being the pie maker's usual routine, after the initial shock of being kidnapped and meeting several new faces (or voices, as the case may be), he'd noticed just how empty his life now felt. With the ( Read more... )

The pie maker had met quite a few interesting voices, and at least one person, since his arrival on the mysterious (but rather pleasant and accomodating) cruise ship. He'd been warned to avoid certain things and certain people, but his instinct for investigation (honed by the detective work he'd done with his partner-in-crime Emerson Cod, the ( Read more... )

At this very moment in a room on a mysterious cruise ship, Ned was 29 years, 38 weeks, 28 days, and 5 minutes old, and wondering why he was not home instead. He'd never had anything against cruise ships in his life until he'd reacquainted himself with one Lonely Tourist, Charlotte Charles, who'd died on one. Charlotte Charles was Ned's true love in ( Read more... )