CHAPTER FIVE: WE'LL STEAL IT (Draft 1)

“Wow Silver! Not gonna lie, I’m really impressed!” 
Cherry exclaimed.  

“Well, I guess that’s about it! Promise you won’t tell anyone?” 
Silver asked pleadingly.  

“Of course! That’s what sisters do, right?” 
Cherry nodded.  

Silver paused before answering. She smiled and thought, 'Sisters.' 
“Well, I never really had one.”  

“Oh lord, I’ve had five! It’s not as great as you think-” 
Cherry groaned.  

Silver frowned, confused, 
“Five?”  

Cherry nodded in confirmation as Silver continued, 
“But there are only four quadruplets...”  

Silver laughed, 
“Unless of course, you’re counting James as well!”  

Cherry laughed and smiled awkwardly, 
“I wish! Sometimes he does act like one, I suppose. But one of my sisters died on the night our parents disappeared.”  

She looked down and began fiddling with her thumbs, and Silver smiled sympathetically, 
“But you have me and Tim now.”  

Cherry smiled and nodded, 
“Anyways, let’s discuss your suspect.”  

Silver looked confused, 
“My suspect?”  

Cherry pointed at the phone, and Silver realised, 
“Oh! Her!” 

 

“You eavesdropped on them!” 
Blaze exclaimed. Flame and Blaze sat on his bed as he told her what happened the previous night. 

“Not exactly...” 
Flame laughed nervously.  

“What was Chloe’s dad doing here anyway?” 
Blaze frowned thoughtfully. 

Flame took a deep breath, 
“I don’t know... they were talking about the Garnet fire and how-”  

He lowered his voice, 
“My mother may be connected to it...”   

Blazed gasped loudly and Flames hushed her. Blaze frowned, 
“Isn’t she... isn’t she dead?”  

Flame looked down and Blaze realised, 
“You know... you don’t have to tell me-”  

Flame shook his head and looked at her, 
“I’ll tell you everything Blaze don’t worry. You and Chloe and G!”  

“G?”  

“Gio Green. He’s a... friend.”  

Blaze smiled, 
“Would you look at that? My cousin making friends!”  

Flamed sighed and continued, ignoring his cousin, 
“Blaze. I wanna find out more about my mother.”  

“How?”  

“How about the criminal reports? After all, she’s a criminal.”  

“The criminal reports? Flame Speed! We can’t do that!”  

“No one has to know...”  

Blaze sighed, knowing there was no getting around it, 
“It’s locked away in the PD. We can’t just waltz in and ask for it.”  

“Then we’ll have to...”  

“We’ll have to what?”  

Flame glanced at the faded photograph and back at his cousin, his face full of determination, 
“We’ll steal it.”