Beasly was a terrible detective, but he was definitely the luckiest. He was never good about looking for clues to find what he's looking for. And that was certainly true now as he searched for the mysterious mustache man. He asked around but the robots hadn't' seen a hair of the man. Not one trace of the man was left where he was last seen by him. Lizzie told him that she would scope the future for him and that Beasly shouldn't worry so much. Beasly rolled his eyes just thinking about it. Him not worry about the safety of his town? His friends? He scoffed to himself as he flew up to the manor.

He needed help and he knew just who to ask. There was a detective that came to investigate Simon's "murder". Of course Beasly couldn't ask him directly, but he could ask Dahlia to do it for him. A real detective would be able to track the man for sure, especially since a strange man lurking around might be a potential lead for his murder case.

Beasly cautiously flew towards the window and peeked inside. There seemed to be some commotion between the Professor and the detective. The Professor seemed to be pacing around and speaking. The detective looked agitated and began speaking quickly. Beasly wondered why the Professor was going on when suddenly the detective wasn't the detective anymore. "The man!" Beasly cried watching the mustached man stomp around some more proclaiming something inaudible to Beasly. He didn't have much time to prepare as the man leapt through the window and crashed down on him.

"Oi!" Beasly cried clinging onto the man's jacket collar as he dashed away, "You aren't getting away that easily!"

"Bleh! A talking bee, I can't say I'm much surprised," the mustached man didn't slow his pace at this usually startling news.

"I don't care 'ow surprised you are!" Beasly said trying not to lose his grip.

"You should be trembling in fear of the great Don Paolo, you should be surprised insect!" he proclaimed.

"Oh no, I'm so afraid of you the great Paul," Beasly shot back.

"Don Paolo!" He cried again.

"Cool it Paul, no need to yell," Beasly would have crossed his arms if they were not busy, he settled instead for sticking out his tongue childishly.

"You infuriating bug!" Paolo growled in response.

"A match made in heaven," Lizzie rolled her eyes.

"You see something?" Bruno glanced up from a set of gears he was tinkering with.

"I found him, Beasly is with him," she explained, "He seems to be fine for now, their constant bickering constituted most of the vision but I did get a pretty good idea of where they are headed.

"Great," Bruno put down his tools on the kitchen table and looked at Lizzie with a look of worry and determination, "He's got Simon and now Beasly, I refuse to let that man get away with Flora too. I'm going to gather up the townspeople."

"What if they see you dear, I thought they aren't supposed to know," Lizzie asked touching her husband's shoulder gently.

"Well it's time for an introduction, I can't keep hiding away in that tower while my friends are taken away from me," Bruno said stroking her hair gently, "They may not trust me at first but if anything can get those robots to rally, it's their family. And three members of it are in trouble."

"Oh Bruno, I love you, let's save our family," Lizzie said then giggled softly, they kissed for a few seconds before Bruno broke away.

"I'm going to head to the tower, warning as many people as I can," He said then winked. He headed out the door moving faster than Lizzie had seen in years, not since they entered this curious village all those years ago had she seen him look so young.

"Will you shut up already?" Don Paolo groaned as he finally reached his destination.

"I should say the same to you, you speak every time I take a breath," Beasly replied but was startled when Paolo suddenly stopped in front of a huge hunk of metal, "What is that?"

"Plan B," he said hopping in; he shook Beasly off onto the dashboard of the contraption and began pressing buttons.

"Plan B?" Beasly asked.

"Plan Bee, as in you," he said staring Beasly down, "You are going to tell me what the golden apple is."

"I-I don't know that," Beasly said finally crossing his arms in defiance

"You were with that girl, the daughter of the Baron, which means you must know something about their family," Don Paolo said.

"I don't know I swear," Beasly protested.

Beasly saw something mischievous flash in Paul's eyes, it made him nervous. Don Paolo laughed, "Layton will get to the apple before I even get this thing off the ground, so I'll just have to destroy it," Don Paolo laughed at the obvious reaction this got out of Beasly, "That tower goes first."

"No you can't, destroyed? You can't, no," Beasly stammered his heart beating rapidly.

"I thought so; you have no more say bee, Plan C, It's my lucky day, I get the last laugh over Layton!" Don Paolo reached a quick hand and snatched Beasly and tossed him into a compartment under the dashboard. He laughed at his protests.

"No you don't understand the app-," Beasly tried to explain but the compartment was closed in his face, "It's the girl!" But the rest fell on deaf ears.

Flora sat staring out the window playing with the lace bow on her dress. After Bruno left her alone with her thoughts she began to get scared. What if Beasly was right and that man wasn't going to take care of her? And she'd miss everyone so terribly; she'd miss the beautiful flowers decorating the village that her mom and Beasly loved so much. Could she really leave? "My little village," she said softly. She tried to stop Layton from using the key, to just leave the tower alone. She sighed; she probably just made him more curious.

"What was that?" She felt the whole tower move, it was opening. Not the way she usually entered but the way Beasly, Lizzie, and Bruno spent weeks incorporating the toughest puzzles they had on hand into the path. "He's coming!" She stood up and prepared herself for her fate.

Beasly by chance had stumbled onto Don Paolo and his whole plan. He may not have been a great detective but he was lucky. He knew exactly his plans and where he'd be all by just being in the right place. "Oh Flora, why can't I ever protect you?" Beasly sat between spare parts and prepared for his fate.

He didn't feel very lucky.

Reaching the Climax, how exciting! Hope you liked it, sorry for the wait but I hope it was worth it!

-Macy