Story #1: Bearly Noir
started by @jasonsantamaria on Friday, March 12 at 03 PM
The bear turned its snout to the air and took a breath. Something was coming.
as well as being a full-time bear, he also dappled with detective work and could whip up a pretty amazing casserole.
He thought about the woman who had engaged his services the day before. Her case worried him: it involved porridge.
She was all legs and no fur, with a voice like a broken bee hive.
He put down the cinnamon and picked up a well-worn copy of Wolf's Field Guide to Dames.
He hadn't yet agreed to take her case, but was intrigued by her tale of horror regarding a neighboring bed and breakfast.
It was believed that the bed and breakfast was a breeding ground for bed bugs; although she couldn't say for sure.
Her hair was like honey and her lips were as pink as fresh salmon that jump right into your mouth. She looked delicious.
With a considerable effort, he turned his attention back to her tale. She feared someone had been spying on her as she slept.
She didn't have much to go on - just a strong hunch and a lingering odor of marmalade in the morning air.
His nose assured him, the marmalade had been produced in Saskatoon by a one armed badger with a penchant for pickled pears.
And since so few badgers had ANY number of anthropomorphic arms, he knew exactly who to confront. He headed to Saskatoon.
“Im looking for Chip.” He said to the man at the pub. “You mean that badger with the freaky human arm?” The man replied.
He found Chip in a private room smoking a hookah & reciting poetry to a clique of burlesque dancers. "We meet again" he said.
"The cops can't pin anything on you, Badger, but I could change that easy. Bear that in mind." With that, he waddled out.
