CBT Story: Detective Crow

CBT Story: Detective Crow

Diary Entry: 11/18/2019
'A black and white filter. An office. A clipboard. Three items, all connecteed in one way or another, like the relationship status of anyone and everyone on Earth, whether it be good, or bad. My duty is to determine the bad, and fix it in a good way so that it seems right. It's a difficult job, but someone has to do it. Probably. Sometimes, I think about what would happen if I took another career instead, like art. I was alway I wasn't that good at art. Yeah. Honestly, I wish I could do something else. I'm the only detective in Pendleberry, the only one to exist. The only relevant one. ANd the fact that my career was endorsed by Clinko...that's just another connection. Whatever. I still have to sow things up with the police after the incident that happened on Friday. That loony contestant, we're hoping to return him to normalcy. Such a sudden eruption has never seemed so...particular. I need to find the character connection here, and I'm so close, I'm-oh whoops the phones ringing ive got to take this'

A conversation...
Detective Crow picks up the phone.

Detective Crow: D.C. speaking.

Lyndon: I've always been meaning to ask; is Detective your real name, or-

Detective Crow: Lyndon?

Lyndon: Yep, Lyndon speaking. CLinko is um...

''Cut to Clinko being carried away by the security Turkeys. Then it cuts back''

Lyndon: Held up at the moment.

Detective Crow: Alright then, what's up?

Lyndon: I need to talk to you about something.

Detective Crow: Is it more legal details about Doggie Bone again? I mean, we signed all the details we can handle and answered all the questions to the police. The alternate universes created by Doggie Bone have already collapsed in on itself so other than that I'm not sure what more than we can do-

Lyndon: It's not that.

Detective Crow: What is it then?

Lyndon: Clinko has been...kidnapped.

...

Lyndon: Chicknapped? Chickenapped?

Detective Crow: Yeah, I get what you mean. I'll send some reinforcements over to help with the show, you track Clinko's location and see whoever took him wants.

Lyndon: Alright then. Bye.

Detective Crow: Bye.

Detective Crow hangs up the phone and returns to writing in his diary.

Diary Entry: 11/18/2019
'Ignoring the philosophy of a normally good writer, I need to say this: I don't...really support Clinko. He payed for my tuition, and I act as his lawyer, but he is a really bad person. That's not to say that kidnapping him was a good thing to do. Heck, it's a horrible thing. But, they better have a really good reason for doing so, and that's my job. Again.'

Try Not To Care
''Detective Crow arrives at Clinko headquarters. He listens for a moment, and hears Daisy Flower screaming. He flinches when he hears it. He continues inside the building, where he finds the geese eating ice cream out of the Instant Ice Cream Maker.''

Detective Crow: You guys.

Goose 1, unfazed: Hey D.C..

The Geese go back to eating their ice cream.

Detective Crow: ...

Detective Crow slaps Goose 1 in the face.

Goose 1: H-HEY!

Goose 2: That was uncalled for!

Detective Crow: Actually, it was called for. You don't disrespect a service man like that, do you? Anyways, you were there when Clinko was taken, right?

Goose 1, rubbing his beak: Yeah? Why?

Detective Crow: And you didn't care to do anything when Clinko was taken, did you?

Goose 2: Hey! That's not his fault-

Detective Crow: STAY OUT OF THIS! It doesn't involve you.

Goose 2: Actually it does. I was there as well when Clinko was taken.

Detective Crow: Really.

Goose 2: Yeah, it was kinda obvious. For a detective you aren't really able to catch onto things.

Detective Crow: Describe the person that took him.

Goose 1: It was some turkey guy.

Detective Crow just stares for a moment.

Goose 2: Are you okay?

Detective Crow: I'm just fine! Thank you for your time.

Detective Crow walks away.

Goose 3: Huh.

Goose 10: When am I getting screentime?

Detective Crow walks around Clinko Headquarters, continually writing in his diary.

Diary, 11/18/2019
'Turk. Turk Gaylord Burken. Still think that Gaylord should be his name, but that would be an insult to gay people. Whatever. He's the one that took Clinko. He's an idiot, street-wise at least, but, if my predictions are correct, he has a really good reason for doing so. The two of them; CLnko and Gaylord, used to be friends, like some cliche action movie. They worked team, built together, grew a connected business together, but one selfish move by Clinko strayed the two apart, big time. Clinko told me why before. One day, Turk created a reality warper, one with the ability to split apart universes. Clinko was jealous, or seemed jealous, because of how current Clinko described the situation. He sickened Turk with something, and took the Clinko Reality Warper and got the patent himself, and became a trillionaire. When Turk found out about the news, he was angry, to same the least, and universe splitting raging to say the most. Can't blame him though, imagine putting all your time and effort into one thing, your greatest accomplishment, just to have it taken away by some selfish jerk with a money problem. Turk was riproaring mad, but once he got better, Clinko pushed him to the streets. Clinko used him like gum, strangely accurate metaphorical gum; Clinko just used Turk for the invention and pushed him to the streets when he was done. Clinko was chicknapped, but to be honest, it was partially justified. But I still have to find him.'

Unexcpected Team Up.
''Detective Crow sits alone in his house. Everything seems to be packed up, like he is going to move somewhere. He begins writing in his diary.''

Diary, 11/19/2019
'What's the point of writing in this? I mean, I'm just documenting my own life away so that no one can read it, except for the greater being along the horizon. Clinko let me go, all because of this stupid book. Mapping down my thoughts and feelings?! Psshh, that stuff's for females. I neevr really got why I continued on this path. I was just pushed to the street like Turk. Am I gonna condescend into vilainy? Wait. No I won't. I'd ascend into heroism. Yeah. Clinko is the bad guy we"re all fighting to defeat, to best, to master, to put down. I dedicated so many hours into him just for him to fire me? I don't even know why it was a good idea to join him. Whatever. There's still some heroes left in this world, even if they aren't that visible. Heroes like, like-HOLY CRAP I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING.'

Detective Crow picks up his things and runs out of the house.

The Steakhouse.
''Detective Crow is seen standing in line at Timbo's Recovery and Steakhouse. He is here, specifically for the recovery part. When it's his turn, he types in Alexis, and the phone from CBT 1 pops out.''

Alexis, still screaming from the fire: NOOOOOOOO-

Everyone stares at Alexis.

Alexis: Wh-Huh?

''Cut to Alexis and Detective Crow at a table. ''

Alexis: So what you are telling me, is that my show, my life, my job, everything, was just destroyed, for ratings?

Detective Crow: Yes.

Alexis: And how long has it been since I died?

Detective Crow: Well episode 4 just bout wrapped up, so...nine days.

Alexis: N-Nine days?! That's ridiculous! Not even Tanty tried to help me...

Detective Crow: Yeah...sorry. So, I need your help to take down Clinko.