ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #8 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #8

iCarly/Victorious: Schneider’s Island #8 – Clang [Warning - there is no sex in this story, please don't hate me for that, but I hope you enjoy it nevertheless] While most people had been in bed when the explosion happened, within a few minutes they all were outside of the inn, watching the add-on burn up as the deafening sound of sirens began to fill the air. There was no telling how much damage had been done, but many feared that pantry food would be their only supplements for the time being. Tori, Beck, Andre, and Sam all stood together on the steps, looking out to the blaze and praying that no one was inside there. They didn't say a word to each other really, but news of the 'took a boat back' lie had made everyone uneasy, as all those that were missing were apparently much more than that. The four just banded together close, and hoped that they could remain safe until the boat came the next evening. Four men, and the sheriff, rushed out and actually made quick work of the flames, and within 20 minutes there was no fire left, only blackened walls and charred food all over the place. As Robert Singer looked down at what was left of the kitchen, he began to poke around at the trash and shrapnel from the explosion, and then he saw the bodies. Or one burned body, and one charred mess that was little more than a skeleton at this point. The thing about being the sheriff of a small town with few resources is that you have a lot more jobs. In addition to a cop, he was also the ...

... medical examiner in most cases, and the fire inspector, a job he had only performed six times in the nearly twenty years he had the title, and two of those were tonight. Singer crouched down, and took a look at the intact body, and from the look of things, the victim, the husky young guy who worked the catering for this wedding, seemed to have some major trauma, but the burns were not too severe, and were clearly post-mortem. The other body was a whole other story, and the identity would be more of a process of elimination than anything. As the sheriff headed out from the crime scene, he looked at the mass of people that were just standing around watching, searching for who was missing from who he spoke to the day before. His eyes, of course, met with Col. Shay's who stared with a burning hatred at the middle aged officer. Singer also noticed that next to him stood his son, Spencer, who was holding his daughter tight, but there was no sign of Amy, which was a surprise since they seemed to have a completely happy marriage. Silently, Singer cursed as he prayed that the body inside wasn't the ch*ld's mother. There were a couple other people around them that he didn't quite recognize, but he couldn't exactly remember everything about everyone. Plus, there were still a few people trickling from the inn so it was hard to say. Spencer held tightly to his daughter, rocking her, as the ch*ld looked completely lost and sad, wondering where her mother was. As the scared father kissed his ...