Mr. Monk Goes Camping
by Spyro :o)
A.N. Just wanted to say thanx to everyone who review my story so far. Enjoy the rest of it! Chow 4 Now! :o)
Chapter 5 Chuckie
" Well, I have to admit that Mr. Tithers wasn't on my favorites list." Damiel said sitting down on his couch. Sharona sat down next to him and Adrian went into the bathroom to change. From behind the closed door he said, " Do you know of anyone who hated him especially?"
" No. He is - he was - one of those guys that wasn't your favorite but wasn't exactly not your favorite." Sharona was already confused but Adrian didn't sound bewildered at all. " I thought you were in custody Adrian?"
" He was." Sharona said.
" Then how - " Daniel finally fingured it out. " You're a jail bird? I can't believe this. Wait tell Aunt Kelly hears about this."
Adrian shouted, " No, no we aren't telling mom. Besides - I'm doing it to track down the real killer." There was a pause and then Adrian said, " Boy, Daniel, this bathroom is - is - is really clean."
" You like it?"
" Yes, I love it."
" Then you obviously haven't seen the Chuckie yet."
" Who? Ahhhhhh!" Sharona and Daniel heard banging and water splashing and then Adrian came bursting out kicking and shrieking and then slammed the door shut and whirled around. " How long has that been in there?"
" Ever since I got the place. He's actually quite friendly once you get to know him. I'll let him out but he always comes back in. I could introduce you." Daniel said standing up. " NO. I - I - I don't think so. I don't make friends out of rats."
Daniel began to laugh. " He's not a rat - he's a mouse." Daniel walked over to the bathroom door. " Oh, that's right - you have those phobias. Well, I suppose I could take him out into the garden for a while."
" No, don't -" Adrian said as Daniel opened the door and grabbed the mouse. Adrian ducked and put his hands over his head.
" Come on Chuckie. Uncle Adrian doesn't want you around. What? Oh of course he likes you. Uncle Adrian just has a funny way of showing it. Yes, he is a screwy in the noodle..."
" We need to leave." Adrian said putting on the jacket to his borrowed suit.
" Adrian, he's your cousin. He could give us some answers. He could help us find the killer." Sharona said standing up. Adrian rushed over to her, lowered his voice and said, " Last time I visited him he had an apartment with a nice job in Flordia. Now he's living in a shack with a weasel in a swamp!"
" No Adrian, to you, this is a swamp. Heck, even my house, to you, is a swamp. I don't know about you but I'm staying. You can go ahead and go jail Adrian." Adrian thought it over just as Daniel came back in. " Well, I think he'll be out of your hair for a while Adrian. So, what else did you want to ask me?"
" Well, did anyone up here not like you?"
" I suppose. What does that have to do with Mr. Tithers' death?"
Adrian began to pace, " Well, whoever framed me, probably did it to get back at you for something that you did."
" I can't imagine what it could be."
" Daniel, where were you at the time of Mr. Tithers' murder yesterday?"
" Um - out boating. I love to boat around the lake. That's why I moved up here."
" Really? I mean - what part of the lake?"
" Oh, the farthest away from Mr. Tithers. Everyone tries - tried - to avoid his property. He'd most likely swear at you if you put even the sturn of your boat on his property." Daniel said his eyes following Adrian walking back and forth.
" Does everyone here do that?"
" Just about."
" Who doesn't?"
" Mr. Holmes. Calvin. I think you know him."
" Yeah, we're staying in his cabin. So why does he cross the property?"
" For buisness. He sells boat engines and he has a repair shop. Some of his best customers live across the Tithers property."
" Well, how did they become his customers if they lived past the Tithers?"
" Oh, he has two assitsants from Mexico. Huleo and Jupar. He sends them over to do his work mostly. He figures that since they only know a few words in english, that they wouldn't mind and old man cussing at them. They probably thought he was saying hi." Daniel said smiling at thought. Adrian paced for a while before he said anything else.
" Adrian? Hello? Earth to Adrian." Daniel said after about a half an hour. Adrian finally spoke, " Daniel, did he ever do buisness with you?"
" No."
" You're lieing."
" How do you know?"
" The engine on your boat out there is just like all the others over here. Looks like he's done buisness with everyone." Daniel smiled a little. " You got me Adrian. It's a good thing you weren't like this when you're younger."
" What did - what do you mean it's good that I wasn't like this when I was younger?"
" Nothing."
" What - did you lie about everything you told me?"
" No, I - "
" I bet you never flew across the yard."
" Adrian just get on with the - you believed that?" Daniel laughed. " Can't believe this whole time you thought that!"
" And I bet you never swallowed a ping pong ball."
" Now that one was true."
" Come on Adrian. We better get back to the cabin."
" Wait, what did Calvin say when he sold you the engine?"
" Actually we kinda had a fight. I told him that Jupar didn't put the engine on right and it kept falling off. He got mad and ended up breaking the engine and blaming it on he. Then I smacked him."
" Smacked him?"
" Well, not smacked - in that sense of the word. More like black-eye punched."
" Okay well that takes care of the motive of why Calvin would've wanted to frame me."
"Adrian. Adrian, we have to go." Sharona said pointing out the window. Two officers - one of which was the watchman - and Captain Stottlemeyer were walking up the steps to the house.
" Quick! Take my paddle boat. It's right next to the back door by the garden." Daniel said pushing them towards the kitchen and out the back door.
" Wait, isn't that where you put - Ah!" Adrian yelped as the brown mouse - Chuckie - waddled quickly inside.
" Hurry - go!"
Adrian and Sharona ran out into the night and down a small dock that was concealed from the police by a giant bush. There was a dark blue paddle boat bobbling in the lake waiting for them.
" Hurry let's go." Adrian said.
" I know, we have to get outta here before Stottlemeyer sees us."
" No, it's not that. I just don't want to see Chuckie come running out here again. That thing is intolerable."
" No Adrian, you're intolerable." Sharona said.
A.N. Just wanted to say thanx to everyone who review my story so far. Enjoy the rest of it! Chow 4 Now! :o)
Chapter 5 Chuckie
" Well, I have to admit that Mr. Tithers wasn't on my favorites list." Damiel said sitting down on his couch. Sharona sat down next to him and Adrian went into the bathroom to change. From behind the closed door he said, " Do you know of anyone who hated him especially?"
" No. He is - he was - one of those guys that wasn't your favorite but wasn't exactly not your favorite." Sharona was already confused but Adrian didn't sound bewildered at all. " I thought you were in custody Adrian?"
" He was." Sharona said.
" Then how - " Daniel finally fingured it out. " You're a jail bird? I can't believe this. Wait tell Aunt Kelly hears about this."
Adrian shouted, " No, no we aren't telling mom. Besides - I'm doing it to track down the real killer." There was a pause and then Adrian said, " Boy, Daniel, this bathroom is - is - is really clean."
" You like it?"
" Yes, I love it."
" Then you obviously haven't seen the Chuckie yet."
" Who? Ahhhhhh!" Sharona and Daniel heard banging and water splashing and then Adrian came bursting out kicking and shrieking and then slammed the door shut and whirled around. " How long has that been in there?"
" Ever since I got the place. He's actually quite friendly once you get to know him. I'll let him out but he always comes back in. I could introduce you." Daniel said standing up. " NO. I - I - I don't think so. I don't make friends out of rats."
Daniel began to laugh. " He's not a rat - he's a mouse." Daniel walked over to the bathroom door. " Oh, that's right - you have those phobias. Well, I suppose I could take him out into the garden for a while."
" No, don't -" Adrian said as Daniel opened the door and grabbed the mouse. Adrian ducked and put his hands over his head.
" Come on Chuckie. Uncle Adrian doesn't want you around. What? Oh of course he likes you. Uncle Adrian just has a funny way of showing it. Yes, he is a screwy in the noodle..."
" We need to leave." Adrian said putting on the jacket to his borrowed suit.
" Adrian, he's your cousin. He could give us some answers. He could help us find the killer." Sharona said standing up. Adrian rushed over to her, lowered his voice and said, " Last time I visited him he had an apartment with a nice job in Flordia. Now he's living in a shack with a weasel in a swamp!"
" No Adrian, to you, this is a swamp. Heck, even my house, to you, is a swamp. I don't know about you but I'm staying. You can go ahead and go jail Adrian." Adrian thought it over just as Daniel came back in. " Well, I think he'll be out of your hair for a while Adrian. So, what else did you want to ask me?"
" Well, did anyone up here not like you?"
" I suppose. What does that have to do with Mr. Tithers' death?"
Adrian began to pace, " Well, whoever framed me, probably did it to get back at you for something that you did."
" I can't imagine what it could be."
" Daniel, where were you at the time of Mr. Tithers' murder yesterday?"
" Um - out boating. I love to boat around the lake. That's why I moved up here."
" Really? I mean - what part of the lake?"
" Oh, the farthest away from Mr. Tithers. Everyone tries - tried - to avoid his property. He'd most likely swear at you if you put even the sturn of your boat on his property." Daniel said his eyes following Adrian walking back and forth.
" Does everyone here do that?"
" Just about."
" Who doesn't?"
" Mr. Holmes. Calvin. I think you know him."
" Yeah, we're staying in his cabin. So why does he cross the property?"
" For buisness. He sells boat engines and he has a repair shop. Some of his best customers live across the Tithers property."
" Well, how did they become his customers if they lived past the Tithers?"
" Oh, he has two assitsants from Mexico. Huleo and Jupar. He sends them over to do his work mostly. He figures that since they only know a few words in english, that they wouldn't mind and old man cussing at them. They probably thought he was saying hi." Daniel said smiling at thought. Adrian paced for a while before he said anything else.
" Adrian? Hello? Earth to Adrian." Daniel said after about a half an hour. Adrian finally spoke, " Daniel, did he ever do buisness with you?"
" No."
" You're lieing."
" How do you know?"
" The engine on your boat out there is just like all the others over here. Looks like he's done buisness with everyone." Daniel smiled a little. " You got me Adrian. It's a good thing you weren't like this when you're younger."
" What did - what do you mean it's good that I wasn't like this when I was younger?"
" Nothing."
" What - did you lie about everything you told me?"
" No, I - "
" I bet you never flew across the yard."
" Adrian just get on with the - you believed that?" Daniel laughed. " Can't believe this whole time you thought that!"
" And I bet you never swallowed a ping pong ball."
" Now that one was true."
" Come on Adrian. We better get back to the cabin."
" Wait, what did Calvin say when he sold you the engine?"
" Actually we kinda had a fight. I told him that Jupar didn't put the engine on right and it kept falling off. He got mad and ended up breaking the engine and blaming it on he. Then I smacked him."
" Smacked him?"
" Well, not smacked - in that sense of the word. More like black-eye punched."
" Okay well that takes care of the motive of why Calvin would've wanted to frame me."
"Adrian. Adrian, we have to go." Sharona said pointing out the window. Two officers - one of which was the watchman - and Captain Stottlemeyer were walking up the steps to the house.
" Quick! Take my paddle boat. It's right next to the back door by the garden." Daniel said pushing them towards the kitchen and out the back door.
" Wait, isn't that where you put - Ah!" Adrian yelped as the brown mouse - Chuckie - waddled quickly inside.
" Hurry - go!"
Adrian and Sharona ran out into the night and down a small dock that was concealed from the police by a giant bush. There was a dark blue paddle boat bobbling in the lake waiting for them.
" Hurry let's go." Adrian said.
" I know, we have to get outta here before Stottlemeyer sees us."
" No, it's not that. I just don't want to see Chuckie come running out here again. That thing is intolerable."
" No Adrian, you're intolerable." Sharona said.