This idea came randomly one night, but here is me trying (I worry I may fail) to do a mystery.
It was a nice peaceful quiet night as Robert slept in his family holiday mansion on the outskirts of Athens, Greece about a mile from his own Olympia Stadium. That was until a little Frenchman ran into his room. As a light sleeper, the shouting automatically woke him up.
"Robert! Robert! Wake up! It's urgent!" Robert sat up and glared at him.
"What is it Oliver? Did you have to disturb me while I sleep?"
"Yes! There's a fire! We've gotta get out now!"
"A fire!? Did you call the fire brigade?"
"Yes! Yes! Now come on! We gotta get out quick!" Robert got up at that moment and he closed the door before they speedily walked down the hall.
"Did you get Enrique and Johnny up?"
"I went to their rooms on the way here but they're gone!"
"Hmm, that's rather odd. Well let's hope they've got out themselves. How could a fire have started in the first place?"
"I have no idea. I woke up and smelt smoke I went downstairs following my nose, I saw smoke and just ran to get everyone out!"
"I guess the fire department will be able to tell us when they get here."
They went outside the mansion and smoke could be seen rising from the left side of the building. This is where they headed to see where abouts the fire was coming from. As they turned the corner, there stood a familiar red-head who was watching the fire seep out of the building with a sparkle in his eyes. But as he heard them approach he blinked as his eyes became dull.
"Johnny! Where were you! I went into your room to get you up and you were gone!" Oliver said as he saw him.
"Oh, I was having a little midnight walk and then when I came back, I saw smoke so I decided to check it out!"
"And you never thought of coming inside to wake the rest of us!?" Robert scolded.
"Figured one of you two would wake up since you're light sleepers. Where's Enrique?" Johnny replied.
"He wasn't in his room when I went to wake him, so I hope he's alright!" Oliver sighed.
Johnny smirked. "He'll be fine! He'll find his own way out or the fire brigade'll find him, you did call them right?"
"Of course, it was the first thing I did when I saw the smoke!" Oliver said proudly.
"I guess we wait, right Robert?"
"Yes, but I am pondering about what may have caused a fire here in the first place, looking from here it is currently and may have started in the kitchen."
About five minutes later, the fire engine came and the firemen quickly put out the fire, plus they rescued a familiar figure from the building.
"Enrique! W-what happened!?" Oliver shouted as the man came out with the Italian over his shoulder.
"It looks like he collapsed miss, he should go to hospital, he could have fainted due to inhaling the smoke!"
"Um, I'm a boy! And yes we will take him in Robert's helicopter now!"
He helped them place Enrique in the helicopter and Robert flew them to the helicopter. They told the doctor what happened and he was checked over, after much examination the doctor cam to speak with Robert, Oliver and Johnny who were sitting drinking coffee or water.
"Your friend has appeared to inhaled quite a few fumes from the smoke, but it doesn't appear that they made him faint, but that he was actually sleeping before the fire ignited. He will recover since he was lucky enough to not have been there long enough!"
"When can we see him!?" Oliver stood up and Robert put a hand on his shoulder.
He looked at Robert and sat down knowing that Robert's glare meant 'sit down and be patient!'
"I wouldn't suggest he have any visitors right now because he may be worse than we first thought so we'll be watching him overnight. I suggest you come by tomorrow afternoon, since if he as well as we think he is, he'll hopefully be awake and able to see people.
"Thank you!" Robert stood up and they left.
They flew back to the mansion as the fire brigade deemed it safe enough to still sleep in overnight because the fire only remained inside the kitchen. So when they returned they went to bed like nothing had happened although they were fully aware that something had, and what had happened kept poor Oliver worrying.
The three of them awoke in the morning and met in the dining room.
"Morn' Rob, John!" Oliver yawned, barely able to say more than one syllable of a word.
"Good Morning Oliver, troublesome sleep?" Robert asked noting the rings around Oliver's eyes.
"Yeah..." Oliver let out another yawn.
"Aw! Does baby Olive miss Enrique-poo!?" Johnny grinned.
Oliver glared at him.
"I'm not 'Olive'!"
"Johnathon, of course Oliver is just concerned about Enrique. Those two are the closest on this team and Oliver tends to let himself worry about these things. I'm sure you're wondering if he'll be alright too, I know I am!"
Oliver smiled at Robert who nodded at him. Johnny snorted.
"Ha! I couldn't care less about Enrique! I never liked him! He was always annoying! I don't really care about what happened to him!"
"Johnathon! How can you say that!? Enrique is a valued member of our team! Must I remind you that the four of us are a team!? And how dare you speak of him as if he was dead!"
"Whatever Robbie! Meh, I'm outta here!" Johnny shoved his hands in his pockets and left.
"Oliver, it'll be alright. Enrique will be fighting fit before you know it!"
"Thank you Robert!"
Who do you think did it? I haven't quite chosen the culprit yet, but I'd like to know who you think it may be. Please Review! XD!