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Welcome to paranoia PART 1

Francis chuckled to himself as he walked home from the library. 'Silly Arthur. Gilbert and Ludwig wouldn't know anything about... Or would they? No... I shouldn't think about that... Gilbert's one of my best friends...' He sighed and walked unlocked the door.

"Francis is that you?" Called a female voice.

"Yes it's me Elizaveta." Said Francis. "Where's Papa?"

Elizaveta poked her head out into the hall and smiled at him. "He's working late today. By the way Antonio and Gilbert stopped by earlier. They said that they wanted to meet you at the meeting place as soon as you got back."

Francis sighed and grabbed his umbrella. "Okay I'll see you later Elizaveta."

"Buy, buy sweetie." Called Elizaveta as Francis left. Elizaveta Héderváry was Francis's father's current girlfriend. She was really sweet and kind but there was something off about her... He couldn't tell what it was but his father seemed happy so Francis said nothing.

After a few minutes of walking Francis made it to the meeting place AKA Gilbert's house... More specifically Gilbert's room. Gilbert's room was on the second floor of the house and the only room with red wall paper. Why was it red? Because red is the most awesome colour in the world according to Gilbert. So there he was sitting on Gilbert's bed with Antonio and Gilbert. They were talking about random stuff again.

"He is just so cute!" Said Antonio. "When he gets all embarrassed he turns red like a tomato!"

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Matthew's way cuter. Have you seen the way he clings to me like I'm the most important thing in the world? So cute!"

Antonio pouted. "Well... At least people know I'm dating Lovi."

Gilbert snorted. "We'll tell people eventually. Matthew just needs to become more confident."

Francis sighed. "So... What do you think we are going to do in the club meeting tomorrow?"

"I want to play Mr Squiggle." Said Antonio. "It's fun to draw things on the white board."

"I'm not going to be going to the club for a few days." Said Gilbert. "My stupid Opa has grounded me."

"What did you do this time?" Asked Francis.

"I was just being awesome." Said Gilbert. "That... and he found out that I've been hanging out near the old mine shafts... What's his problem anyway? Does he think I'm dumb enough to fall into one of those things and die?"

Antonio shrugged. "Maybe that's where the bodies are."

Gilbert chuckled. "Well that would explain a lot. All the bodies that have disappeared over the years are in the old mine shafts owned by my family! It's nothing but a conspiracy! The Beilschmidt's are responsible for all the disappearances! Case closed!"

Francis bit his lip and began to fiddle with the bed sheets. 'What the hell is this? This is just what Arthur said was going on... How could he? How did he? Are the Beilschmidt's really responsible for all this?'

"Earth to Francis!" Said Gilbert as he snapped his fingers in front of his face. "What's up? You seem out of it today."

"Just the weather." Said Francis. "It... it just gets me down... I can't go to the tip..."

Antonio pouted. "Why do you like going there anyway? There's nothing there."

Francis chuckled. "You know I like seeing what treasures I can find out there... I found an entire full length mirror out there once... That's the one I have in my bed room. I also found those bull fighting figurines that you love so much out there."

"Really?" Asked Antonio with wide eyes. "That's so cool! We should go treasure hunting some day! That could be a new fun club activity! I'll mention it to Alfred tomorrow."

Gilbert chuckled. "That's rich. I bet Lovino would love to run around a fucking tip looking for treasure."

"We can pretend to be pirates!" Exclaimed Antonio excitedly. He jumped off the bed and grabbed a light saber. "Avast ye maties! I be Captain Antonio Fernandez Carriedo! The pirate king of the Mediterranean seas!"

Gilbert laughed and pulled his double edged light saber out from under his bed. "Well I be the awesome Captain Gilbert Beilschmidt. King of the Pacific Ocean. I challenge you to a duel. Me and my first mate Gilbird will take you on!" Gilbird flew to Gilbert's shoulder and tweeted in triumphantly.

Francis chuckled and grabbed another light saber (How many light sabers does Gilbert own anyway?). "Well I am Captain Francis Bonnefoy. The King of the Atlantic. I say we duel to determine who is the ruler of the seven seas!"

The others laughed and they had a sword fight. Antonio and Francis ganged up on Gilbert and pretended to cut him in half. "But you can't kill awesome!" Cried Gilbert as he fell to the ground pretending to be dead. Gilbird flew of Gilbert's shoulder and began to peck at Antonio.

"Ouch! Call him off Gilbert!"

"Never!" Cried Gilbert. "Suffer and die! Avenge my death of so awesome bird of awesomeness!"

While Antonio was distracted Francis pretended to cut off his arm. Antonio yelled and dropped the light saber. Francis laughed and poked Antonio's stomach. Antonio stumbled and fell to the floor. "He got me! The pain! The pain of it all!" He collapsed onto the floor and pretended to be dead.

Francis laughed triumphantly and placed his foot on Antonio's chest. "I have won the battle! I am now the pirate king of the seven seas!"

Gilbert clapped his hands and sat up. "Yay you won... But it was so unawesome of you guys to gang up on me like that."

"All's fair in love and war." Said Francis.

"You're still standing on me." Said Antonio. Francis chuckled and helped Antonio to his feet.

Suddenly Ludwig knocked on Gilbert's door and slowly opened it. "Hey Gilbert, Opa wants to talk to you about something... I think it's about what the chores you have to do while you're grounded."

Gilbert grumbled and walked towards the door. "Fan-fucking-tastic... Well you two can clear out and go find somewhere else to hang out." Antonio and Francis laughed and walked out.

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Later that day it had cleared up enough for Francis to go to the tip. The only thing he carried with him was a black garbage bag and an axe. Now normally if someone saw a teenager walking down the street carrying that someone would call the police. But this was a typical sight in the small town. Everyone knew that Francis loved nothing more that walking to the tip and finding new and exciting things. But sometimes what he wanted was hidden under a pile of things that he needed to cut up that's why he carried the axe.

Eventually he got there and sighed. The tip was his playground. He climbed over piles of junk until he came to an old beat up combi van. He pried open the rusted door and crawled inside. This was his place. This was where he went when Monica disappeared... It was his fortress... His special place. Not even Antonio and Gilbert knew where it was.

He ran his hands over the soft shag carpet and breathed in its musky old sent. It smelt like rust and rain water, with a hint of oil. It was weird but he like it. The smell made him feel safe. He opened up a cardboard box and pulled out one of the magazines.

Surprisingly it wasn't pornography. It was actually a collection of old comic books. Alfred would kill to get comic books like these. Hell he had the first three original Superman comics in near mint condition. He could sell them and make a fortune. He would never have to work a day in his life if he sold them on eBay.

He flipped through one or two of them before heading back out. He grabbed his axe and started poking around. He pushed a small fridge aside and beamed. Behind it was a garden statue. If he cleaned it up a little it would look just like something out of Rome. "I bet Feliciano would love something like this in his back yard."

He pulled away all the loose bits of rubbish and chopped up anything that he couldn't pull away. Eventually he was able to pull the statue out of the rubbish. It was one of a beautiful girl with long flowing hair. One of her arms was gone but you could tell that she was meant to be holding a vase. She also had some bits of black grease and grime on her. Francis grinned and carefully dragged her back to the van. He was going to clean her up and make her look like new.

He put her in front of the van and went to get some cleaning supplies. He had some bleach and cleaning products in the van. He put on some rubber gloves and started to scrub at the concrete body.

As he scrubbed his mind began to wonder. 'Gilbert... Could he really know about the murders? No... He couldn't... He wouldn't... He has nothing to gain from these... these things... Or would he? Kiku's family was murdered in a hit and run... Maybe... just maybe they did something to upset the Beilschmidt's? Then Kiku was going to do something so he was killed... But why was Monica taken? Why would she disappear?'

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Monica was sitting on the veranda dangling her feet over the edge. Her long black hair fell over her face. Francis was sitting next to her listening to his iPod. "Hey Francis... Can I tell you something?"

Francis pulled out one of his earphones and smiled. "What's up Monica?"

Monica frowned. "I saw something last night... It was weird."

Francis drummed his finger tips on the veranda and lied down on his stomach. "What did you see? Did you see a bat again? Maybe a dingo?"

Monica shook her head. "No... I saw a man... Well I think it was a man... but it was really dark... It walked like a gorilla and had bright red eyes. I saw it and it saw me. It was scary."

Francis raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling me you think you saw a bunyip?"

Monica shrugged. "Maybe... It was carrying a bag and walking past our house. It looked really angry."

Francis chuckled. "I doubt you actually saw something. It was probably just a bad dream."

"Can I sleep in your room tonight Francis?" Asked Monica. "I... I just don't want the monster to come back and take me away."

Francis sighed. "Monica you're a big girl. I mean come on you're almost ten! Double digits! You're too old to get scared of things that go bump in the night."

Monica pouted. "Fine... But if the monster gets me you'll be sorry."

Francis chuckled and plugged in his earphones. "Right Monica... There is no way you're going to disappear."

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"I was such an idiot." He muttered. "If only I let her... She... Damn it..." Suddenly something in his mind clicked. "Red eyes? Did she see Gilbert? Damn it... Everything points back to the Beilschmidt's."

He sighed and stopped scrubbing the statue. It wasn't of museum quality but it was looking better. He moved it to the side and cleaned up the bleach and took of his gloves. It was getting late, he needed to get home. He left the axe and garbage bag inside the combi van.

He slowly climbed back over the random objects and began the long walk home. It was just starting to get dark and the cicadas were starting to buzz loudly in the trees. His mind was swamped with questions. 'Is... No... It... It couldn't have been Gilbert... Did Monica see something she shouldn't have? Is that way she's dead? Why did that have to happen to her? It's all my fault... If I had just let her... she would still be here... How could I? I'm an idiot. I-'

The sudden sound of a twig snapping and the crunch of gravel made Francis jump and spin around. There was nothing there. Francis's eyes went wide and his throat went dry. The footsteps. It was starting.

TBC

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