A.N. okay since I have been asked to write more I shall! oh and there is one "bad" word in here just warning people so someone doens't get rid of my fic like my last RHPS fic...I'm still pissed about that...it was good and somebody just rpeorted it or somehting and it was erased! angry, foaming at mouth anyways...yes please enjoy...sorry for typos
They all sat Wadsworth smiling as he pulled a chair out for Scarlet and one for Green. "So why are we all here?" asked Plum curiously as he sat himself and put his napkin in his lap. "It is not ours to question why but to do and die" he frowned and pulled Peacocks cahir out a little far causing her to fall to the floor. He bit his tongue to restrain laughter.
"Die?" Plum asked anxiously "merely quoting sir from Sir---" "I like Kinsey myself" grinned Green. Colonel Mustard scowled "It's my turn! And the line isn't Kinsey it's Kipling!" "oh" Green looked down and away. Wadsworth's red lips turned upwards and his he cocked a brow "Kinsey eh? hm" he walked around to get the wine bottle and poured everyone a half glass of wine "accidentally" giving Green a little cough, cough more than everyone else. "Well anyways" coughed Ms. Peacock, "I think it's good that we all get to know each other I mean this lovely man is treating us with such hospitality (horspitality! ) and no one enjoys uncomfortable silences so I think we should just get to know one another and this place seems so lovely and these plates are goregous and oh y I think I have a few too many forks..." she rushed her words but slowed as she looked down at the table.
Everyone looked down and noticed that they had two cups or five spoons or a rather abundant number of knives or forks in Peacock's case. Wadsworth coughed and took on a dangerous look. "oh Yvette!" he called in a harsh tone. Yvette came grinning holding another full set of silverware. "He gritted his teeth and shook his head. "I'm very sorry about this mistake...I'm afraid our help is a little...incompetent!" he did his best not to shout and stomped out of the room. Cries could be heard of "Why is it always me!" and "What did I deserve to get such an idiot for a lover!". He soon returned smiling and carrying trays of hot food. He served everyone and the dug in. Ms. Peacock ate moaning "This is one of my favorites!" she cried "Yes I know" Wadsworth said with a mischevious grin.
Colonel Mustard looked at the empty chair at teh head of the table. "Who's chair is that?" he asked. Wadsworth looked at it and stepped aside "That is for the seventh guest Mr. Boddy" "I thought he was our host!" Mustard retorted "So did I!" cried the other guests in near unison. Wadsworth raised his hand about to give an explaination when the doorbell rang "My we're behind in the dialouge" he commented as he strode to the door. Everyone strained hard to hear the conversatoin taking place in the HALL. "You are expected sir!" came Wadsworth sultry voice a scratchy one asked "Are you locking me in?" tere was a puse and it demanded for the key. "Over my dead body sir" Wadsworth replied and offered to take his bag. "It contains evidence does it not?" Wadsworth questioned "I'll leave it in the HALL" the other replied and Wadsworth appeared in the doorway. "Mr. Boddy" Wadsworth introduced him. The man was dressed in a gray suit witha red ascot. He smoked a pipe and seemed quite a bit shorter than Wadsworth. His gray hair was slicked back. They all turned to him and shouted "Where the fuck is your neck!" he cringed and glared at the all.
He sat at the head of the table and Yvette came out putting a plate beside him. "No thank you, I've just eaten you see" Yvette looked puzzled and turned to Wadsworth who motioned for Yvette to go back to the kitchen. Yvette came back out with another plate "No thank you Yvette I already ate!" "How do you know his--er--her...um how do you know Yvette's name!" asked a puzzled Ms. Peacock. "Oh we know each other" grinned Mr. Boddy running his hand up Yvette's leg Wadsworth's eyes opened wider flaring with rage and he stomped his pump on the ground. "Well can I intrest anyone in fruit or dessert? NO! then we should all retire to the STUDY!" he said through clenched teeth looking ready to choke Mr. Boddy. THey all filed out and into the study hurridly.
(okay that's it for this chapter! YAY! Thank you RockyHorrorFreak! You have given me the will to continue! please review and I do apologize for typos because I have to use Word Pad instead of Word...anyways yes review I luv ya all! (do you like who Mr. Boddy is:D))