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Started January 17, 2018 by Emmett

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~Just want to see how this turns out because I've seen this before and it looks fun~
~I guess I'll just start and then someone will hopefully pick up?~

Wren looked about, exasperated. June should have already been here a half hour ago! She looked out at the flashing lights ahead of her, swiping blue hair out of her eyes. She hated being out and about like this without anyone else.
"Guh, I knew she'd be a no show," Wren muttered. Leave it to June to dream up some romantic excuse for not showing up.
"BIRDDDDDD!" She heard the squeal and rolled her eyes. June always called her Bird, for obvious reasons. Her name was Wren, she was a Bird. Yay.
It started in first grade, when June had still had a bit of a speech problem and couldn't say 'Wren', so she said 'Bird' instead.
"There you are," Wren said, tucking another strand of blue hair loose from her beanie behind her ear. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming."
"Naw, Birdie. I wouldn't do that to you."
"Birdie? That one's new, Junebug." Wren quipped, a sly look twinkling in her eyes.
"DON'T call me Junebug," June hissed, but then grinned when she saw the bright lights in Wren's eyes. "Onwards to the roller coasters!" Striking a ridiculous pose, June pointed at the flashes of light where all chaos would soon ensue. Wren rolled her eyes and pulled on June's arm, dragging her along.

~

"Oh my!" June looked around, eyes wide.
"Are you sure you've never been here? You liking the way the rides look?" It was crowded and Wren was physically uncomfortable, but she was with June.
"No, I'm liking the way the guys and gals look!" She raised her eyebrows at some passing red-haired girl, and I saw the tips of her ears turn red.
"Oh lord, June. Just focus on the rides, okay– mmmmph!"
–womp–
Something big and hard smashes into her face. Wren promptly falls on her butt, but at least June is too busy looking up at whomever crashed into her to laugh. She looks up at the hand offered to her and stares into the face of…

"Hi, oh gosh, I'm so sorry!"
Her hair was short cut and she had a round face. It was quite odd because she wasn't very tall, so how could she have knocked Wren over? But she held her hand out to Wren, "Again, so sorry!"
Wren grabbed her hand and June coughed loudly, "Uh, hello!"
Wren got onto her feet and dusted off her pants as the girl continued, "My brother just ran past and I think he knocked you over. I was trying to follow him but he's too fast for me. I'm Caroline by the way."
June took the lead as Wren looked into the crowd of people looking for the boy that knocked her over, "I'm June, and this is B- Wren."
Wren turned back around and smiled, tucking more of her blue hair behind her ears.
Caroline looked nervously into the crowd, "I'm going to have to go find John now. Great. He doesn't seem to understand anything mom tells us."
"We-uh-we could help look for him!" June offered enthusiastically and she straightened her skirt.
"That would be really useful, but there is so much ground to cover and I don't know if it-"
Wren looked ready to agree with her and walk away, but June interjected, "Naw, we can help! Right Wren? This is the kind of adventure we were looking for!"
Wren sighed, because they weren't looking for an adventure at all, "Fine." She said, "But afterward you have to ride all the rides with me."
"Deal."
Caroline started to describe John as they walked the way he had gone.

"He hates it when I call him John, by the way. He thinks Lupe is a much cooler name. He's got black hair with a white streak on the front - Easy to recognize, am I right? - and crazily pale blue eyes. And just to warn you, he seems like a jerk at first, but he's actually really insecure so be nice."
Just then, they hear raised voices to their right. John - Or Lupe, as Wren and June decide to think of him - Throws his hands up in the air wildly. He looms over someone with . . .

I LIKE FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Food spilled on their and Lupe's shirts, the people Lupe is presumably yelling at are a boy and girl, they are both wearing the same thing. Probably a couple thing or something.
"Hey, that's John! We have to catch up to him before he starts trouble" Caroline tells us, She looks slightly panicked for some reason. She starts speed walking towards Lupe as he continues to raise his voice at the people, "Come on if you want!" She yells back at us over the crowd.
"Should we?" I ask June
"Of course we should! This will be our adventure!" She scolds me pointing her finger at me accusingly "Ok, fine let's go follow her then" I mover her finger away from my face, moving towards Caroline to catch up to her, June soon following. As we get closer Lupe's voice gets higher, he sounds like he's screaming at them now but I can't hear if the people respond to him.We finally reach them Caroline there before us.
"Lupe! Stop yelling at them your being excessive! besides, you were the one running!" I see Caroline tugging at her brother's jacket, trying to get him to stop.
"Exactly why should we be at fault for your actions!" My head snaps to the people he was yelling at, the one who yelled back was the girl, not as loud as Lupe which was probably the reason why I didn't hear her before. Now that I get a closer look at them they look like twins, I mean they look a lot alike but you could still see the differences, I mentally slap myself and here I thought they were a couple or something.
"Yes! I'm totally at fault because you and your brother walked in front of me!" Lupe snapping back at her taking a step forward ignoring his sister "We were trying to get to a ride! I'm so sorry we didn't see a person sprinting straight at us while we have our backs turned to them! We don't have eyes in the back of our eyes ya know!" She spits at him, it makes her mark. Now Lupe looks beyond pissed as he walks up to her while Caroline is yelling at him to stop before he starts a fight. The girl and Lupe have a fire in their eyes that makes them look like their going to explode any moment " And who do you think you are!" Lupe now right in front of her now, puffing his chest out to look intimidating
"Archer! and that's Milo!" She points to herself with her thumb and the pointing to her twin behind her…

"Dear God, John, are all humans so noisy?" speculates an especially irritable Sherlock Holmes. Drawn tight within the reaches of his coat, he leans toward the bench he fumes upon.

"Uh, no- not really," struggles John Watson, "Depends- I guess. Considering we're at an amusement park, it doe–"
Sherlock interrupts with a sharp sigh, and hugs his knees to his chest. His eyebrows furrow, and slight wrinkles form around his lips- a perfectly formidble scowl.
John ponders a moment, gazing at Sherlock. Bright colored lights dance across his pale face- carnival reds, exuberant greens, floral yellows… around him, the air was thickened by intoxicatingly rich fair food, swirling in the sweet humidity. Yet amongst all of this, the detective seemed absolutely miserable- and he obviously was. John snorts.
Sherlock glares at the smiling man beside him.
"What?" he pauses, "What? What's so funny?"
"You really do hate this, don't you? The happy crowds, the smell of food- the wonderous rides! Why Mr. Holmes- most people would be out of their minds with excitement here,"

"The reason I am here, is strictly business," hisses Sherlock, and looks away. He furrows his brows once more, and glares at the group.

"Do elaborate," insists John.

"I have recently deduced that a Russian anarchist (of sorts) is planning some sort of terrorist scheme here, in the park. The issue is, I have to collect more information– to know when and where the explosives, (it's always explosives) will be detonated,"

"Really? Sherlock! Could you have told me earlier?" gasps John, "Dear Lord– do the police know? They sh–"

"'Do the police know'?" Mocks Sherlock, "Of course, they will… eventually. They'll make it more complicated than necessary, and even worse, evacuate the area,"

"That's a marvelous idea- evacuate the area!!" hisses John, "There are lives at stake here, Sherlock… real lives,"

"Yes I am aware," Sherlock murmurs. "But be-" he stops, and stands adbruptly. "One moment John," he apologizes, and scurries over to the friendly group.