Ficlets

Tootsie roll pop, he had always seemed too much of a sweet talker in company. Somehow I had always known he was a psychopath. I had to bring him to justice. “Ah, special agents Kitkat and Twix”, I said. “I would like you to examen all the crime scenes again for sugar prints. We must have missed something!
Butterfinger came towards me. He had that look again. “Don’t tell me what I think you’re going to tell me”, I said. “They have just found the lifeless corpse of Léo, Sir.” Another member of the chocolate maffia down, I thought. “I’m beginning to see a motive”, I told Butterfinger.”He wants to assasin all the members of the chocolate maffia, so that he can take over Candyland! If we could just find a believable witness, then we could bring charges against him.
“Sir?” “What is it now”, I yelled. It was misses Mentos, and for a moment I catched a glimpse of a minty heaven.
“This is mr Malteser, Léo’s brother.He believes he actually saw Tootsie kill his brother.”
“Tell me everything”, I rapidly responded.