Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!...and I wasn't shouting...really...looks around for candlesticks
A.N.: sorrysorrysorrysorrysorry...my other RHPS fic+school+writing another fic I haven't written in ages MAJOR STRESS AND LACK OF UPDATING! I'm sorry!...
They all quickly agreed to put the cook in the study with Mr. Boddy, as Wadsworth had said "Well we might as well keep the kitchen tidy!" Thus Mustard, Plum, Green, and Wadsworth all found themselves carrying a VERY heavy dead body down the HALL. As they began entering the doorway Mustard noticed something..."Mr. Boddy is gone!" he shouted dropping the cook's right arm.
"He is!" Wadsworth concured letting the other arm thud against the floor. "What is it?" Mrs. Peacock questioned from the rear "Nothing!" Mr. Green answered astounded. "What?" she retorted thourghly befuddled. "He means nobody. Mr. Boddy's body is gone!" They all rushed forward into the room searchign about for him. "He couldn't have been dead!" Mr. Green said looking over at Plum. "But he was! At least I thought he was, but what diffrence does it make now?" he began unfastening his tie. "Well it makes quite a diffrence to him" Scarlet snapped back glancing under papers. "Maybe there is such a thing as life after death..." Scarlet muttered sitting in the desk chair. "PLease life after death is as improbable as sex after marriage!" White retorted shooting her a meaningful look. Scarlet noticed something casually lying underneath the manilla envelope.
She pulled them out, they were photot negatives. "Wadsworth what are these?" "I'm afraid thsoe are the negatives to which Colonel Mustard earlier referred". He glanced at them then the floor leaning against the deak as Scarlet scanned them over. "Were you planning to blackmail him with them?" "certainly not I was merely going to return them once he had been unmasked"he replied. "Hey Yvette I think you should take alook at these they might shock you!" she held them out in Yvette's direction. "I...monster!" Yvette said as haughtily as possible with a grunt. "What?" Scarlet asked barely able to decipher the words. "Let me see those" Plum said taking them from Scarlet and holding them to the light. White followed looking up at them as was everyone else.
"oh my...NO one can get into that postion!" she commented in amazement. "Sure you can!" Wadsworth replied smiling leading her over to the couch and alying her down. He began putting on of er legs over his thigh her giving him a slight smile. "Hey!" Plum shouted causing Wadsworth to roll his eyes, but get off of a now disapointed Mrs. White."Well I think I'm just going to uh..." she turned to Yvette "Is there a little girls room?" Yvette grumbled and pointed out the door. "riiiight" Peacock answered stepping over the cook and entering the HALL. "Maybe Mr. Boddy killed the cook!" Green shouted out raising a finger into the air excietdly. Everyone else light up "yes!" the cried in unison. Wadsworth cocked his head towards Green. "How?" immediatly shooting down everyone's revelistic happiness.
All of a sudden a shrill scream came from down the HALL. They all dashed out seeing Mr. Boddy draped on Mrs. Peacock. "Mr. Boddy is attacking her!" Green called out he and Plum grabbed hold of the man's shoulders finding him strangly limp. Soon he lay bloody on the wood floor. "Somebody's killed him...again!" Wadsworth noted staring at the bloody corpse in confusoin. "You have blood on your hands..." White pointed at Green. "I didn't do it!" he frantically cried wiping it off as best he could with his handkerchief.
"Oh my god..." Peacock slurred begining to slump backward. "She's going to faint!" Wadsworth shouted. "Somebody catch her!" Proffesor Plum called out. "I'll catch her!" Wadsworth said running over to her, "Fall into my arms!" he instructed as she promptly missed. "Sorry" he said shrugging and walking back to the corpse. He lifted an arm "He's got new injuries" he let it fall with a thump back down. "Well he's certaintly dead now...who would want to kill him twice?" Wadsworh questioned looking around at them all. "Seems so unnessecary" Peacock commented. "That's what we call overkill" Mustard mumbled "What we call psychotic!" Plum added. Wadsworth wandered over into the bathroom searching along the walls and ledges for anyhting peculiar.
"Well if he's dead now that means he wasn't dead before!" Green pointed out. "What's the diffrence?" Plum restated. Wadsworth stomped angrily from the bathroom. "That's what we're trying to figure out!" Wadsworth interjected angrily. "We're trying to figure out who killed him, and when, and with what--" "there's no need to shout" Plum shrank back. "I'm not shouting!" Wadsworth yelled at him. White and Green raised an eyebrow at him. He shifted uneasily "Alright I am! I'm shouting! I'm shouting! I'm---" suddenly from over the doorframe the candlestick came and made a quick collision with Wadsworth's cranium. He froze and fell forward. Everyone flinched and made a 'that-reeeeeaaaaaally-has to hurt' face instantly sympathizing with him...
(yes I know I switched some lines around...it was purposeful...kind of...well anyways I updated so there...review please?)