A/N: Here's chapter 3. This is the last chapter I had typed up, so it may take me awhile to type up the next chapter, I'll have to see. Thanks to Lizzle09 for reviewing chapter 2. On with the story!
Stuck in the Middle with Clue
Chapter 3 Distant Memories
A black car drove along the road, it getting darker by the second. The driver, Wadsworth, had a determined look on his face, though, when he looked in the rear-view mirror, he thought it bordered on insanity, but he wasn't concerned.
He drove passed a car that looked like it might need some assistance, but he decided to drive on. Thunder echoed through the area as a bolt of lightning hit something close to the mansion as he started to pull into the driveway.
Wadsworth got out, holding a brown paper bag. He started to walk towards the front door but stopped because of the vicious-looking dogs by the door. They growled and bared their teeth as he pulled something out of the bag. Wadsworth threw two large bones at the dogs, whom were now more interested in chewing on the bones then chewing on him.
He took the time to adjust the chains for the dogs while they were distracted in case they tried to make one of the guests dessert. He was just about to open the door when he realized there was a bad smell that was characteristically dog coming from his shoes. He checked his left shoe, then his right shoe, the smell coming from said right shoe.
He opened the door, and as the door swung open, he could be seen scraping his shoe off. He then walked in and put his raincoat in the closet. He strolled down the elegantly decorated Hall towards the Library.
"Is everything ready for tonight?" He asked the maid. "Yes, Sir." Yvette replied. He nodded and said, "You have your...instructions." She nodded and he turned to leave the room. As he left the room, Yvette noticed there was an awful smell in the room. Yvette checked her shoes to see if she had stepped in something. There was nothing so she shrugged it off.
He went back into the Hall and made his way to the kitchen." Is everything ready, Ms. Smith?" He asked as he walked up behind the cook. The cook turned around." Dinner will be ready at seven thirty." She said as she pointed a long knife in his face. The doorbell rang and he went to go get it, a look of relief on his face.
"Good evening, you must be Colonel Mustard." He said as the Colonel walked in.
"May I take your hat and coat?"
"Yes, thank you." He said as he handed them to the butler.
"Yvette is pouring drinks in the Library, if you would follow me, please. "Colonel Mustard nodded as Wadsworth led the way. He walked to the Library, then left to attend to other things, leaving the Colonel and Yvette to talk.
"Care for a drink-" She trailed off, needing to know his name.
"Michael, Michael Mustard." He introduced. She nodded.
"Would you care for a drink Mick? "She asked, misunderstanding his name. He then looked like he was a million miles away.
"Yeah." He said, nodding absently.
He knew that name, he just could not figure out where. Suddenly, a voice popped into his head. Mickey the idiot. Then it was gone just as fast as it had come.
Wadsworth was in the middle of the hall when the doorbell rang again. He opened the door, revealing a woman dressed in black.
"Ah, Mrs. White. "She nodded, taking off her coat.
"Mrs. Smith is preparing dinner, if you would wait in the library." The moment the name Smith came out of Wadsworth's mouth, Mrs. White looked distant, like she was thinking deeply. Then it was as if somebody whispered in her ear. Sarah-Jane. As soon as it was there, it was gone. Then it felt like memories were tugging at the back of her mind, begging to surface.
"Mrs. White?" Wadsworth asked, looking a little worried. She came out of her trance long enough to say, "Please, call me Blanche." He nodded." Would you care to wait in the Library?" She looked off into space for a moment. "Yes, thank you. "She replied.
He smiled as he led the way to the Library. Mickey, I mean Colonel Mustard looked at Mrs. White like he had seen her before, but he couldn't figure out where." Ah, I see you two know each other." Mrs. White had the same look on her face. Colonel Mustard looked disoriented for a moment, then finally said, "No, actually, we've never met before, she just looks familiar." Mrs. White agreed.
Just then, the doorbell rang, leaving Yvette, Colonel Mustard, and Mrs. White to stand in silence. Wadsworth opened the door, a woman with ginger hair and a feathery hat on the other side.
"Mrs. Peacock." He said, stepping aside so she could enter. She nodded.
"Elizabeth Peacock, wife of multi-millionaire Lucas Peacock and voted richest woman in the country by numerous and very prestigious magazines. Is this the Boddy mansion?" She said, Wadsworth amazed she could get all that out in one breath.
"Yes, it is, please come in." He said, gesturing for her to come in. He took her coat, and she walked in as if she owned the place.
"If you'll follow me to the library, the other guests are there." He said as he led the way.
She eyed the room as she walked toward the Library, admiring the hanging chandelier. Colonel Mustard and Mrs. White turned as Wadsworth came in, followed by the posh looking Mrs. Peacock.
"Elizabeth Peacock, wife of multi-millionaire Lucas Peacock, and voted richest woman in the country." Like Wadsworth, Yvette was amazed she could get all that out.
"Yeah, I know who you are. Colonel Michael Mustard, at your service." Colonel Mustard said, smiling. "Blanche White pleased to meet you." Mrs. White said. The doorbell rang again, Wadsworth going to see who it was.
"Well, this is the place." The Doctor said as the car came to a stop. The mansion looked menacing, the lightning adding to it.
"Um, why'd the car stop?" Rose asked, turning to look at the Doctor.
"It's frightened."
Wadsworth opened the door, a man in a raincoat sitting on the bench eyeing the growling dogs as if they were going to eat him. Wadsworth stepped out and the man got up.
"Good evening." Wadsworth started out, tentatively keeping an eye on the dog to make sure they did not try to attack the man while he was distracted.
"Is this the Boddy Mansion?" He asked in a somewhat nasally voice.
"Mr. Green?" Wadsworth asked, to which the man nodded.
"Please, do come in." Wadsworth said. The dogs had other ideas though, because they started to get fierce, barking wildly. Wadsworth glared at them and loudly shouted, "Sit!"
Mr. Green sat back down and looked worried." I'm sorry, no, not you. "Mr. Green nodded and they entered the mansion.
