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[thebritannicajuniordetectives]

A newspaper article covering the opening events of The Secret of the Summer Sweetheart: A Cozy Paranormal Mystery Novel.

The book opens in the final moments of The Perplexing Case of the Perilous Prom, where Danny and Mary-Sue pursue "The Phantom of Prom," a mysterious figure who has been threatening to ruin the Bonnifield Junior High prom for weeks. Though The Britannica Junior Detectives ultimately capture the fiend, the disturbing motivations behind his villainous scheme linger in both of the young detectives' minds for some time.

The newspaper account of the story conspicuously leaves Mary-Sue's accomplishments out entirely, a fact which she'll soon come to resent, and which will fuel her to pursue her own case—with or without her sleuthing partner.

This love-letter to teen detectives and 1950s atomic sci-fi b-movies is the perfect spooky Halloween read for a cozy, rainy day. https://amzn.to/2MtoVLI

[hekseritm]

the dead can’t testify - billy talent 

        ‘ AND IT TOOK ONE NIGHT FOR THE TOWN TO DECIDE I’M AFFLICTED BY THE CURSE . ’

@sleuthdrew  /  lyric starter call .

[joneshead]

NANCY!     @sleuthdrew ( from x. )

It wasn’t the first time he’d had handcuffs on, but it was the first time he’d been in a stranger’s basement hooked to someone else. This had not at all been the plan, but he was learning that with Nancy, things rarely went that way. There was always a wrench thrown into something, though this was quite the sizeable wrench. Wiggling his wrist around in the cuff, he felt the cold metal bite against his skin and instantly fell limp again. 

Green eyes were turned up towards the ceiling, tracking the steps back and forth above -- thinking as rationally as he could, trying to formulate some drastic idea about how they were supposed to get out of this one alive. Drawn back to the room by her voice, he turned his head sharply towards her, then to the pile of her things on the floor. Out of her reach, yes. But he had far longer legs than her.

“Okay, but you’re going to have to stretch,” he said, hands shifting in the cuffs again as he shuffled his body to the side, one foot extending as far as he could reach to pin down the strap of her bag and drag it back towards them.

[threebiirds]

 ‘   NANCY .   .   . you’re going to give me a  heart attack   . ‘  

        ‘ you really shouldn’t sneak up on me before training.   ‘  

@sleuthdrew ( * NANCY ! )

[storygave-blog]

@sleuthdrew  ---  cont’d  .

❝  𝐢  𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭  𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞  𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭  𝐦𝐲  𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲  ,  𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲  ,  ❞  it  probably  wasn’t  helping  his  case  ,  but  he  meant  it  .  his  safety  has  never  been  his  number  one  priority  ,  they  both  threw  themselves  into  danger  during  cases  too  much  for  that  .  but  his  first  concern  was  for  nancy  .  as  it  always  was  .  ❝  if  you’re  in  trouble  i’m  gonna  help  ,  alright  ?  ❞  nancy  was  never  too  proud  ---  or  too  scared  to  ask  for  help  ,  and  he  was  always  just  a  phone  call  away  to  provide  that  help  .  being  barred  from  doing  so  scared  him  .  she  was  really  in  trouble  if  she  wasn’t  going  to  let  him  help  .  an  urgent  hand  grabs  her’s  ,  to  bring  her  attention  to  him  ,  to  comfort  her  ,  maybe  ?  to  comfort  himself  ,  probably  .

❝  let  me  help  .  ❞

[managone]

@sleuthdrew​ // CONT

                    ❝Well what are ya gonna do, STAB ME?❞ slight irritation was evident but Gwen knew the girl couldn’t help it, she was scared more than likely, finding herself in a strange place with no way out that was obvious ; Gwen would have felt the same if the roles were switched so she eased up, raising her hands in surrender, showing she wouldn’t do any harm.

                    ❝You’re on my uh, jet.❞ she nodded her head to the window so Nancy could look out and see they were in the air if she wanted and Gwen? Well, she was just gonna stay near the door. Better not startle her anymore than she already did. ❝Someone attacked you, I dunno if you hit your head or what but --- I just wanted to get you to safety, okay? I can take you home but not if you’re gonna stick that in my neck when my back is turned.❞

[sleuthbf-moved]

he just holds her and breathes her in.  he’ll let go when she wants;  he’ll step back if that’s what she needs.  but. . .  for now, this is where they are.  she’s pretty banged-up after this one  —  he’s seen her in worse shape, but this one was just scarier and just worse;  she looks more tired than usual, too  —  and it feels like she could topple over any second.  he leans down, barely even whispering into her hair, comfortable and careful and finally feeling whole and okay again with her in his arms, even in the middle of the airport.   “ welcome home, miss detective. ”   it’s what he always says;  maybe the normalcy of this reunion will. . .  help.      //      𝐍𝐄𝐃  &  𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘    /    @sleuthdrew 

[delohabitual]

sleuthdrew replied to your post: Controversial opinion  ,    but half you...

ooh spill that tea

People just need to stop saying they’ll be there for somebody and just admit they don’t give a fuck. Better that than dumping all your problems on someone else and then running when they say, hey, can I vent for a minute or get some advice/help?