chapter one

Around 6:00am

Jethro twirled his long skirt around happily, bouncing up and down in place with a wide smile an a sparkle in his eyes.

"Sweets, you're not being still." his partner murmured

"I know but I'm just so excited!!!" "oh, trust me, I can tell sweets."

"Apollo!" the tailor shouts swatting his their hands shewing them out. "Oh c'mon I liked the fabric." Apollo says whining

"I wonder what that mysterious murder is all about." The tailor suddenly murmurs

Apollo, being who Apollo is, perked up their ears in intresting.

Jethro always got a little uneasy when the topic of death was brought up.

"Wasn't the body found with teeth marks all over it?"Apollo said

"Indeed it was.." the old Tailor says quietly clearly troubled

Jethro listened to the conversation partly because he was personally interested and partly because he wasn't very good at tuning anything out.

Around 6:00pm:

"Jethro"

"Apollo"

Apollo chuckled softly walking to his lover who was cooking a meal for Apollo.

"Thank you." Apollo sung affectionately

Jethro smiled but didn't speak, clearly focused on steaming the vegetables.