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(Oki doki, little hint)

At this moment, Finders Keepers entered back into the scene, casually looking up at his shelves. "I don't get it. Who'd mess up my things if they was only after my tooth? Do they have some sort of problem with it?"

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(Sorry to the others right now...it's a bit crazy I know with one investigator asking all the questions.)

Keepers shook his head. "Oh...well...not really. I just work by myself." He crossed his hooves. "Not much over there."
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"What? That's total poppy cock." Finders chuckled, as he headed to the register. "Why it's...what? Who touched this? I had this organized? Was this you?" He turned to Lane, raising a brow. "Are you messing with my things again?"

It was quite apparent, that Finders Keepers sense of organization was far different from whoever had organized the register...or the bathroom...or the boxes. But why? And what did that indicate?
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"Organized?" Keepers chuckled. "I organize everything in this shop if that's what you're asking! Come here."

He moved to the isles, proudly showing the shelves. "Look at this! It's practically made for each other. Armor going this way and next to a broom so you clean up da' mess! I honestly can't see what you're talking about!"




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Mr. Keepers nodded. "Mhmm, no Missus Keepers yet. But I keep an eye or two open from time to time." He flashed a tooth grin, well...not as toothy before considering what he was missing.
46
(Can't give you a hint to everything now, can I?)

Finders Keepers shook his head. "Well as I was saying to missus over there..."

As he described once again the three culprits he felt could be responsible for the theft, he suddenly took a step back, his eyes widening. "Actually...now that I come to think of it...I remember why I was so curious about them."

He paused, turning back on his hoof. "I well...they all had a golden tooth too."
47
"Aye, what you want to know?" Keepers answered with a confident smile.
48
(You're on the right track with a certain observation)

Among the potions, one was empty. It appeared to be some sort of anesthesia potion, for toothache as the label read. Odd too, since it was organized neatly once again, by alphabetical order. Essentials held a few pieces of string over several old magazines, including one labeled "Cooking Weekly: New Recipes"

Meanwhile, Mr. Keepers nodded. "Aye. I don't know how they got in though. I don't necessarily live with anypony here, so you'd be hardpressed to have anypony open the door."

He grinned, sitting back against his chair.
49
((It is, give it a second check.))

Sure enough, the bedroom was just as oddly organized. The bathroom, however, was very neatly arranged, with the medicine arranged alphabetically.


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Keepers shook his head. "Not any more quirky than you'd expect. Mr. Cucumber is a collector of fine toothpicks and I had recently sold him the rare Andovian toothpick. He's always very particular about toothpicks though."

"As for Miss Zoom Zoom, she's a bit of a free spirit but says she has high standards. I was selling her some old antiques regarding a famous Wonderbolt known as Goldy Goldy. Apparently he had a tooth just like mine and she couldn't help fantasizing about the prospects."

"And then, well...Mrs. Pasture buys anything. She's a cow you see. Visiting Canterlot for the months. Odd you see because she told me I'd had a piece of spinach stuck in her teeth and nearly went into a rant about it."

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The closet was also very messed up. Coats and cloaks hung around in a mismatched order while boots and shoes were strewn about over the floor. At the top were a few boxes labeled "potions" and "essentials" and at the bottom were two umbrellas and a black glove.

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"Ummm well there were a few quirky customers." He noted. "I mean, you get them for selling this kind of stuff. There was Cumber Cucumber, he's a pretty quiet stallion. Ummm, Miss Zoom Zoom, she works as a flight instructor. And Mrs. Pasture."
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The isles were stacked with a sort of haphazard organization more befitting of chaos than order. Brooms and potions sat side by side next to swords and potato chips. It seemed more reminiscent of a rat's den. Organized chaos perhaps?

Meanwhile, as Blaze searched the storefront, he would notice one thing in particular. The door lock wasn't broken. It was if somepony had come in and left, leaving the door ajar in their haste, but not after pushing it off its hinges or cracking a lock.
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Nothing seemed out of place, but before she could check, Keepers answered with a very brief 'I'm a heavy sleeper' spiel.
54
Keepers finally relented, giving Blaze a simple nod. "Fine, but if I find out you were lying, I'll have you locked up."

He turned to Quick Silver, flashing her a gentle smile. "Certainly miss. What do you want to know? I've told that guy over there everything that I know.'

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The counter looked pretty disheveled with papers stuffed into the drawers. However, the cash register appeared to have all its change in proper order, arranged neatly into rows by coin and type. The note had been discovered at the top of the register, so it seemed odd that there was no signs of disturbance.
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(No worries, longer posts are better :) )

The shop was divided into a counter at the back, with a door that led to the second floor. The shelves around the store occupied the front, with a small isle in the middle for guests to enter and leave.

Upstairs, the first room facing the stairs was a hallway, with the first room on the left being the bathroom, the second room on the right being the closet, and the final room at the very end being the bedroom.

The bedroom consisted of a bed at the top right, with a bookcase and table at the far left and a sofa at the top left.

(I'll get diagrams of it later)
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"Oh sure you haven't!" He spat back. "You're nothing more than a petty thief ya' know? Stealing an old stallion's golden tooth!"
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"Well I'll be! It's about time!" He stood up, taking a low bow at Lane. "The name is Finders Keepers, sir. And this fella-"

He pointed at Blaze, his eyes glaring. "This fella here stole my tooth!" He gestured to his mouth, pointing at the gaping hole. "My golden tooth to be precise!"

At that moment, he only gave Quick Silver a raised brow but nonetheless continued trying to explain what had just happened. "And then he had the nerve to leave this!" He pulled out a note.

QuoteYou've been robbed!

And please remember to floss,

You're friendly Tooth Fairy.


Finders Keepers shook his head. "This stallion here was then caught on my property, trying to act like he was just hearing it. but it was clear he was trying to skidaddle out of here after leaving this message."

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The shopkeeper managed to calm down, looking Blaze right in the eye. "You see this?"

He gestured to the gaping hole in his front teeth. "My tooth is missing. And this!"

He showed the letter, which contained the rather odd code. "My tooth's never coming back! Haven't you heard of the Tooth Fairy?"

Whatever Blaze's answer was, Finders would continue with his speech. "Oh dear me, you've never heard of them, haven't you?"

He sat down, trying to make sense of it. "The Tooth Fairy is a...well...more or less a convoluted criminal running rampant in Canterlot. They steal teeth. Golden teeth to be specific. That tooth was a token of my forefathers and now...now some punk thinks he can steal it?"

He shook his head. "Listen buddy, we need to get the guard or somepony and..."

He paused, staring at Blaze for a second. "How did you get in here?"
59
(Open to all, bring him along!)

Finders Keepers ran forward, nearly tripping on his own hooves. "Oh ma! Oh ma! Tarable!" He sputtered.


"My tooth's gone! My golden...what?"

That was when he noticed something very peculiar. A notecard at the counter of his store. It was a simple card, but it read.

"You've been robbed!

And please remember to floss,

You're friendly Tooth Fairy."

"Sweet...sweet Celestia! I've been robbed! By the Tooth Fairy!" He fell to his hooves, weeping.

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Only the lock wasn't locked. The door had been left ajar, as if whoever had left had left in a big hurry. In fact, there was the faint sound of hoofsteps departing down the gravel sidewalk.