It's just another morning in Mo Town. As usual, when everyone gathers in the town square, someone is missing.
"Teeheehee" says a voice.
"I know who was killed...and who killed them..." it says.
"WHAT? TELL US!" Everyone shouts in unison, while looking for the owner of the strange, eerie voice.
"Teeheehee!" It repeats.
"Please! We'll do anything if you'll tell us!" Lowell cries.
"Hmmm...Oh, fine. That sweet little boy, the one who likes the color indigo. The one that doesn't like the letter x..."
"Wh-what about him?" Lowell says.
"Teeheehee."
"TELL US!" Nikanor yells.
"What became of the poor dearie was a terrible, terrible sight."
"Well, we'd better go look for, uh, him? Thanks...whoever you are..." Zachrulez mumbles.
"See, that's the thing, darling. I disposed of the body."
"WHAT? NOW WE HAVE NO IDEA IF HE HAD ANY SPECIAL POWERS!" Everyone screams.
"No need to get your panties in a twist, sweetie. He was a perfectly normal little boy."
"...who ARE you?" Lowell asks.
"There are those that call me No Lynch...now, please leave me alone. I may be unlynchable, but I still don't appreciate having people trying to kill me!"
Espeonage,
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Speaking of which, HOLYCRAPMYSCUMDAYIS2DAYSAFTERYOURS. Can't believe it's almost been a whole year. It's blowing my mind. Yours as well? ~KittyMo