Sherlock sat in his chair, writing up his biography, the man who solved, until Shrek came into his study, smashing open the door with a mighty BANG! Sherlock sat upright to look at Shrek and Shrek looked back.
"He's here." Shrek said, gulping down his words.
"Him..?" Sherlock said, looking worried. Shrek replied with a nod.
"He's waiting for ya."
Sherlock put on his coat and heading out to the lobby where HE stood.
He was a bit of a shorty, pretty plumpy, and had a bald spot on the top of his head. He had glasses and looked quite old. His black frizzy hair sticking out from behind his ears, his mouth curling to speak.
"Sherlock!" The man said, swooping his arms around Sherlock to hug him with a grin on his face. Sherlock hesitantly hugged back. This was HIM? The man he feared for so long? DANNY DEVITO??
Shrek took a step back, marvelling at the sight, before Danny pulled away with a sincere look on his face.
"There is something I need to tell you Sherlock.." He said.
"What might that be sir?" Sherlock replied, looking very confused.
Danny began to tear up as he spoke his words.
"My shorts... they were stolen.. my legendary shorts."
Shrek looked shocked.
"THE shorts? The shorts you wore during bed? The ones you wore every day?"Shrek said.
"YES!!" Cries out Danny, tears streaming down his face.
"THE SHORTS WHICH STANK OF TUNA FISH AND TRASH??" Exclaimed Sherlock.
"YES!!!" Danny yelled in despair, flipping a table.
"We must find it!!" Shrek said proudly, looking to Sherlock. Sherlock nodded.
"We will find your legendary shorts for you, Mr Devito. Just be warned this may be a very long process-" Sherlock said with a grave tone.
"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT JUST FIND THEM FOR ME!!!" Danny said, yelling and screaming and flipping all the tables he could find.
After some hours of trying to calm Danny down, Shrek and Sherlock started to ask Danny some questions.
"Where did you last see your shorts?" Sherlock questioned the plumpy man.
"In the bathroom.." Danny replied.
"What were you doing with the shorts in the bathroom?" Sherlock questioned again.
"I was taking a shower and reciting poems. The shower screen was closed. But after I was done and I opened the screen, my shorts were gone!!" Danny started to tear up again.
"Who was home while you were taking a shower and when did this happen?" Sherlock questioned again. Shrek started to write down the details.
"My friend, Dr Eggman and his wife, Fiona. This happened just yesterday." Danny said.
"Bah!" Shrek said in anger, his ex-wife Fiona was now screwing Dr Eggman, the one man he despised besides Faaquard and Prince Charming.
Sherlock thanked Danny and dismissed him from his office. He then called in Fiona. Shrek's blood began to boil when he saw her face walk in. He tried to contain his rage.
"What were you doing yesterday?" Sherlock questioned Fiona.
"I wos jus' 'round Danny's babes. We wos just chilling." She replied, flicking her red flares of hair out of her face.
"Did he happen to go to the shower that day?" Sherlock said with a curious tone.
"Aye!! He did aye, when he cayme out ah heard him sayin' somethen' like 'oH nO!! maH lEgeNdaRy ShoRts!!! TheY'rE gOne!!' Altough the only time ah went into the bathroom wos to jus' take a wee dump!" She exclaimed.
Shrek then began to get angry and his teeth began to clench. He could not contain his rage any longer.
"AIGHT YE WEE SLAG, JUST BECAUSE YE FANNY TINY DON'T MEAN MR EGGMAN WANTS TO SCREW IT YEAH? HIS DONG IS PROBABLY MASSIVE AND I HOPE HIS BIIIIIG DICK CRUSHES YE IN YE SLEEP YA BITCH!!" Shrek roared out.
"EXCUSE MEY?? MY FANNY IS BIGGER THAN THE ONE YOU'LL EVER HAVE YE DONKAY!! BESIDES YE HAVE A SMALL DICK SO I DONT KNOW WHAT THE FOCK YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT! ALSO, WHO THE FOCK IS EGGMAN??" Fiona lept onto Shrek and kicked him hard in the nuts.
"ARGGGYHH ME BALLS!!" Shrek yelled out as he clutched his tiny little apples and knelt down in pain. Fiona, enraged, stormed put of the office and outside.
Sherlock face palmed and brought in the next person he was going to interrogate. Eggman. He walked in and sat down.
"What were you doing yesterday?" Sherlock questioned.
"I was just testing out my newest device to M U R D E R Sonic and his dirty little friends!! It is a device which concocts of PLASMA AND ALL THIS OTHER COOL SHIT!! It fires an EXPLOSIVE bullet and it EXPLODES with whatever it touches!! DO YOU WANT TO SEE A TEST TRY??" Eggman said, his eyes lighting up as he brought out a very dangerous looking machine from his pocket.
"No-" Sherlock began to become very panicked as Eggman pointed his gun to the door.
"LOOK!!" Eggman pressed the trigger and the door blew up, shaking the whole office.
They then all died and Danny never got his shorts back.
The end.
