Dear readers of my boring journal entries, I'm only writing the prologue but I might add in the rest of this story later. Also, some paragraphs are italic. Those are Tumble's flashbacks with Flick. Have fun reading!
Prologue
The warm sunlight filtered in through the many windows of Tumble's home. He stirred and slowly sat up, yawning. "I think I'll just sleep in today," he grumbled to himself, pulling back the covers. Rind ding! "...Or not." As his phone kept ringing, Tumble stepped out from his bed and shuffled over to the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey Tumble, it's Hitch."
"Hey, found any clues yet about Flick?"
"No, unfortunately, bu