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Chapter 6

The doorknob turns inside Nastasia's office/bedroom. After learning who the second smartest person was in this castle, Fawful set out to see what she knew. He starts with her office. According to the 'brawns and no brains', O'Chunks, Nastasia keeps the records of the minions in her office. The information in here could be too good.

Sure, this is a bad idea, but if he isn't caught, the secrets of his new 'co-minions' are his. Yes, he has only been here two nights, but the information he could get in here is more than he'll learn in three years of becoming allies with these goons. Information so private and embarrassing could be in here. Ignoring this priceless information is not an option.

He searches through the files. Questions are buzzing around his head. Exactly what is O'Chunks, an ape? Why would such a young girl be here? What powers does the jester not possess but claim he does? (All residents of Castle Bleck would like to know that, and vice-versa.) What's the story behind the human and the count, the strange couple? OH, so much more could be found. Whatever is not in these papers either doesn't exist, or can only be found at the source.

To Fawful's surprise, he finds exactly what he is looking for, and nobody has spotted him. He hasn't even needed to reach into his cape for precaution. With caution and the files, he slips out of the room, unseen.

Meanwhile

"O'Chunks!"

O'Chunks is stuck. Nastasia doesn't know how, but half of O'Chunks is in one room and the other half in the room right beside it. The door isn't being used. A window isn't being used. The wall isn't being used correctly.

Timpani runs to the scene. She immediately stops seeing only the bottom part of O'Chunks.

Count Bleck opens the door to the room where the wall has been impaled with O'Chunks. "Who knew O'Chunks could be used as a battering ram?"

! "Blumiere!"

Count Bleck puts his hands up in defense. "I was just being funny, Timpani!"

"This is not funny, Blumiere. One of the minions is stuck in the wall, and you are making jokes!"

Nastasia tallies numbers. "UH… count, this did some damage not only to the wall, but to our finances."

Count Bleck floats over to his secretary's side. "Explain please."

"Umm…" She just shows Count Bleck her clipboard. After seeing the count's eyes almost pop out of his sockets, Nastasia adds, "We've seen worse."

Timpani holds her head back. She doesn't even need to hear it; it is bad, no doubt.

Mimi and Dimentio join the scene. Dimentio can't help but laugh. Mimi finds the situation humorous, but doesn't laugh aloud. Timpani is already scowling at her.

"Eh, a little help 'ere?" O'Chunks asks. Mimi and Dimentio grab O'Chunk's hands. Count Bleck, Timpani, and Nastasia walk to the other side. They pull on O'Chunk's legs.

Fawful walks up. He had hidden the files away in his room and come to join the commotion. He makes an observation. "Uh, it seems you are doing the pulling O'Chunks apart."

Mimi notices how they are pulling O'Chunks. She realizes Fawful is right. "Count, maybe we should all pull one direction."

"Ah, Mimi, wouldn't it lift much weight off of our shoulders if we just ripped O'Chunks now, rather than later?" Dimentio was full of those insults, but they still hurt, none the less. O'Chunks is now offended.

Fawful walks up and grabs O'Chunks's right arm, the arm Mimi pulls on alone. He pulls with what little strength he has.

CRACK! Everyone stops pulling in surprise.

O'Chunks smiles. "That felt good! Do it some more!"

Nastasia says, "That sounded painful."

"Are you sure we didn't hurt you, O'Chunks?" Timpani asks.

"Nah. I'm fine. In fact, I feel great."

Mimi is speechless, but manages one word; "Wow."

Fawful grins. Everyone continues pulling.

30 minutes later

Nastasia starts to get tired, but she keeps pulling. O'Chunks is still in the wall.

Count Bleck gets an idea. "Dimentio, would you mind?"

"My apologies. Dinner from last night is setting in."

"Not the gas," Count Bleck refrains from laughing. "Teleport O'Chunks out of the wall."

Without further discussion, Dimentio does so with a simple snap.

Timpani gets annoyed and yells, "We could have simply teleported him out of the wall this whole time?!" She doesn't have time to say anything else- Dimentio teleported O'Chunks right above her head.

Everyone who was sitting in exhaustion stands up. Mimi yawns. Even though she slept in, she is still tired.

"You possess teleportation powers, no?" Fawful asks the jester. He watched as Dimentio simply snapped his fingers, causing a bulky man three times his own weight to disappear from the clutches of the wall and smash a woman.

Dimentio smirks. "I do. They have proven their usefulness over the course of my lifetime." Just a little more information leaked into Fawful's hands.

Mimi leaves to nap. All that pulling on O'Chunks worked up an appetite in Nastasia, so she goes to the kitchen. Timpani, once Blumiere pushes O'Chunks off of her, heads to the kitchen as well.

"'Eh, Dimentio, ye want the lift some weights with me?" O'Chunks offers. He wouldn't normally offer to share his weights, but after seeing his co-workers struggle to pull him out of the wall, he thinks having another brawns person around wouldn't be so bad.

Dimentio chuckles. "I would, but I have no arms." O'Chunks may have overlooked that one little detail.

Fawful heads to the kitchen. He's always liked food, especially when someone is fixing some. Timpani tosses an entire package of hotdogs in the microwave. Nastasia gets out the leftover, expired potato salad.

Nastasia notices Fawful. "Hey Fawful, could you be a dear and get the paper plates? We just need to set them out so when everyone is hungry, it is at their convenience, k."

Fawful takes the paper plates out of the cabinet. He sets then beside Nastasia on the counter and asks, "So, what is the time-length in which you have done the working with these people?"

After deciphering that sentence, Nastasia responds, "I've worked with Count Bleck for quite some time. Ever since he freed me from…" She trails off, remembering the days when she was cursed. She roamed for a long time as a bat, and when she was caught in a trap, Count Bleck freed her. He broke her curse in doing so, and for that, she owes her life to him.

"Freed you from?" Timpani was listening in. What does this secretary know about Blumiere that she doesn't?

Nastasia clears her throat. "That's a time gone by. I-I would rather not talk about it, k?" Fawful nods, understanding what it is like to have a rough past.

"I've known Blumiere for much longer than you," Timpani states with pride. "I nursed him back to health when he visited my dimension. He kept visiting, and eventually, we fell in love."

Nastasia asks, "Speaking of him, where did he go?"