Something was wrong.
Something was really wrong.
There hadn't been ANY monster attacks since the female rider showed up. Granted it had only been a couple of hours, but even so, who did she think she was?! Just rushing in and beating up that creature like that? We haven't even seen that hot shot in the black cloak to show up and take a shot at her like he did us. With that stupid hi-tech-
"Dragon, what are you writing?"
"Nothing!" he slammed the journal shut with his wing. Spike very well knew what Dragon was writing in the journal. Mostly because Dragon had a pretty big, and pretty annoying, habit of thinking out loud. But as annoying as Dragon's rants could become, Spike had to admit that he was feeling pretty sore about some things too. Even Gemini wasn't into his usual afternoon rapping. But what really bewildered Spike at the moment was that strange stallion wearing the white fedora.
"Who was that guy anyway?" Spike said out loud, with Dragon and Gemini too preoccupied with their own thoughts.
KAMEN RIDER DRAKE: EPISODE 9
"Spike, I'm going to be away for a little while." Twilight said as she packed her saddle bags. Dragon and Gemini were barely able to his under Owlicious' wings before she made it down stairs.
"Uh, sure Twilight. Wait, where are you going?"
"Don't worry about it Spike. I'll be back soon, I promise," with that, Twilight trotted out of the library. However, frightful thoughts about what that stallion had showed her followed close behind. It wasn't long before Twilight reached the train station. She looked down at the address the stallion had given her. "Manehatten."
Meanwhile...
The weather outside was indeed sweltering. One could say it was pretty much always like that in Manehatten, except for the winter time. At least, that's what Skull Cap presumed. True, it was probably just the mugginess of the office that made him feel that way, but he was so used to it by now that he really didn't care.
"Ey. Chief."
"Well, if it isn't the half-boiled detective himself."
"Hey!"
"Heh, just messing with ya kid." Skull Cap hopped off his chair and ruffled the younger stallion's hair with his hoof. The name of said stallion, or as Skull Cap liked to call him: the half-boiled detective, was Shot Fedora. Ironic, as he used to complain about that name to. In the end, he ended up just calling him Sho for short since he didn't like Shot.
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up Chief. I got those files you wanted from the police department."
"Thanks Sho, just leave them on my desk."
Sho nodded and went to go put the files on his desk, followed by sitting down in the chair himself and taking a nap. Usually at this point, he would have just told Sho to get the hay out of his chair, but he was too tired today. On top of that, he had to save his energy for the guest who was coming over today. Hopefully, the newly crowned princess would co-operate so that he wouldn't get a headache. This case, following the appearances of the new riders, was actually putting quite the strain on his brain.
"*Snore*" Skull Cap cringed a bit at the sudden sound. Only to realize it was just Sho's usual brand of obnoxious snoring. Again, another thing he had gotten used to, but didn't mean he was happy about it. It was worth it though to have the kid's company. He was also pretty helpful in the office, well, at least now that he was more grown up he was.
"You really have grown a lot, haven't you kid?" Skull Cap said to himself, with Sho just replying with another snore. Looking at the clock, it appeared as if Skull Cap had a bit of time before Twilight would arrive. Resisting again to wake up Sho and tell him to get out of his chair, he just sat down on the couch. Thinking back, he remember how he came across him. It was actually one one of his first cases...
Active Decisions-
1. Remise about how he met Sho. 2. To hay with it, wake up up Sho and tell him to get out of the chair.
3. Check over the case-files that Sho brought.