It's Finally Over

"I'm glad everyone's well and healthy and Dad's got nothing to worry about!" sighed Frank, plopping himself against the large armchair in the triplets' shared room. The children, including the Find-Outers, had just had the best tea, provided by Mr. Trotteville himself who had felt it important to give them a reward for their hard work. Frank had only been discharged two days ago, and his head was still wrapped in a bandage. His wrist was in a cast as well.

"All I'm glad about is that you and Frans have finally made up," grinned Zac. "I guess it takes a tragedy to fix you two up huh?" Frans grinned over to Frank, who laughed. When Frank was in the hospital, Frans had visited him with a whole stack of puzzles and math books for Frank. Apparently he had spent a whole months' worth of his allowance to purchase them. As he was known as the selfish one in the family, Frank felt he had no choice but to forgive his dear brother. He had then proceeded to do the first math puzzle from the first book. Frank loved logical puzzles.

"What I'm glad about is that you've finally had some sense to reschedule your time and given time for relaxing, Zac," said Fatty, clapping Zac on the back. "At least you won't be as sick as a dog any longer."

"I'm happy that everyone's ok! Mr. Finn's not going to bother anyone for a long time, and Mr. Trotteville is finally at peace. We've saved the town once again!" sighed Bets, and looked round at her friends cheerfully, to receive nods of agreement.

"This is just about the coolest, most amazing and thrilling we've ever had, what with shooting and hostages. I actually felt like a real detective on the move!" laughed Pip. "Although, it would have been better if Frank and Fatty hadn't been hurt. Now all the fun's ended and it's getting pretty boring."

"Not to mention school's in one week!" replied Daisy.

"Bother school! I'm hoping my head and wrist will allow me to miss school for a few days. It's utterly boring and useless, in my opinion. What's the use of history and literature if you want to be and artist!" complained Frank.

"You wish!" said Zac. "As long as you can think and walk, mum and dad would never let you skip school. Besides, they'll probably bug me to force you into the train if they have to. I'm dreading school as well. Other than getting to meet my best friends, it's the stress of studying and being a Head Boy that will drive me crazy. And Misty Towers is just another obstacle for me. I can never get away from that school. I just wish I could just focus on preparing activities for Clemenceau High itself. Why is it that I have to bother about their school?" Since no one understood Zac's troubles, no one had any comment. Even Buster sat peacefully beside Fatty, licking his hand whenever Fatty tried to pat his head.

"I guess it's been a long Summer anyhow," concluded Fatty. "Let's hope we'll get another chance at tackling such an exciting mystery again, my fellow Find-Outers!" The five children cheered, and Frank spoke up.

"Just so you know, I don't think I'll help out in anymore mysteries. It's not really my thing, I you know what I mean. Frans and Zac and the twins probably won't be a part as well. Besides we're not a part of the Find-Outers anyway. Still, no wrong in toasting for a new first class mystery next hols!"

That's right Frank! Let's hope the Find Outers find out a new thrilling mystery for the next hols! You just never know what's about to happen!

THE END!

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