Ren-kun

Kevin and Gracie weren't twins. They didn't even look that much alike save for their similar colored eyes and skin complexion but it was almost scary how they knew what the other was thinking with just the slightest of nods or subtle raising of their eyebrows. As far as the young boy was concerned, he didn't think of it as something negative. He was pretty confident that his sister felt the same. Kevin wasn't surprised that his sister already secured something that might be of importance from the crime scene. She was brilliant that way, whether her discoveries were purely coincidental or not. It also came as no shock to him that the hair strand's source came from the woman that stuck like a sore thumb among a flock of blonde haired individuals. Of course the evidence, if you could even call it that, held little weight... at least in Kevin's opinion it did. First off it could be something planted just to frame Joanne. After all hair strands weren't used solely just for witchcraft anymore, there was the amazing process called DNA profiling. But he decided to give it the benefit of the doubt. He would need more relevant information to reach a conclusion regarding it. The siblings spent most of their daytime exploring the entire complex manor. Gracie's nearly eidetic memory never fails to impress. Kevin would have called the entire guided tour pointless, if not for the fact that another mystery was brought up. The door that was shut was not only interesting, it might also carry some answers. Making a mental note of investigating it more when he's alone, Kevin fixed his tie and soon afterwards it was dinnertime. Time sure flew fast, especially when they knew that they could drop dead at any given minute. Silence eerily hanged over the dinner table which Kevin found to be amusing and perplexing at the same time. Judging from what he'd seen from his other companions so far, he was a bit taken aback that no one was running their mouths be it the guy who seemed too affected by the celebrant's untimely death or the lady who seemed to 'know it all'. Her knowing the condition of the body almost immediately was all too convenient for her in Ren's eyes. Whatever the case, he knew he had more pressing matters to think about. He glanced at his sister and frowned. Gracie wasn't eating yet again. Before he could say anything, her sister had a look of pure surprise on her face while her gaze was directed at the window. He got out of his seat and went over the the massive window but was unable to spot anything. Kevin got back to his seat and whispered to Gracie: "What do you suppose we do now? Keep a close eye on Joanne?" He wasn't even sure if they could even do anything they would plan on. They were kids after all and based on the looks being thrown at them, bedtime was coming soon. [[sorry I don't have any ideas as to what she must have seen... -___-]]

[[ Posting when I get back home. ]]

Just a random thought that flashed across my mind: What if Eri was Shinichi's mother and Yukiko, Ran's mother?

((I apologize for posting so late)) Kevin was repairing his messed up bike and Gracie was probably off reading somewhere when Mr. and Mrs. Shinn summoned them and told them about the invitations from a woman whose name sounded like a cheesy standard stage name. The young boy remembered snickering at the ridiculous thought of them going to some unknown person's birthday party but ultimately his curiosity got the best of him. Also, it wasn't as if he would ever let his little sister go there by herself so before he could pull anything off, he and Gracie were already being hauled to the location with only a single emergency number in tow. Flash forward to the ill-fated dinner, Kevin had just finished the last pea on his plate and already his sister was out of his sight. Knowing Gracie, the boy didn't panic but instead adjusted the troublesome beret which his mom forced him to wear. He was aware that there was no possibility of his sister getting lost as Gracie was scarily good with memorizing anything and everything. With the only person he knew gone, Kevin decided to sit back and size up the much older people there with them. "Interesting... Variety's definitely present." The young boy thought with a mischievous grin on his face. But before he could move to individual evaluations, the lights went out and he kind of had a sinking feeling from then on that the event would turn into one big ball of cliches. True enough, the celebrant's corpse hung from the ceiling, evidently dead. He could feel beads of sweat starting to form on his back at that moment but he tried his best to not let his mild fear appear on his face. The first thought that flashed across his mind was his sister. He wasn't worried before but now that a dead woman turned up, his big brother instincts were going haywire fast. That feeling was over as it began with Gracie tapping him on the shoulder and him automatically explaining to her about the apparent situation. It was always like that between them. They were scooted over by a man immediately afterwards and told them to never let themselves be without an adult. The siblings were used to that already, they were kids after all, but he didn't want to feel underestimation being flinged towards them again. He knew Gracie was thinking that too and solving the murder was obviously a shared plan between the two. "Since you haven't found any suspects, you must vote for a punishment that your group will suffer. You can choose from Forced Participation, Madhouse, and Bad Accident." The chilling words were said with an almost defeaning voice and Kevin tightly gripped his sister's hand. There was no way he's letting her get out of his sight after that. Kevin vowed to capture the person who resorted to a despondent cry for attention. Still holding his sister's hand, Kevin proceeded to vote.