Disclaimer: Still don't own Teen Titans, still wish I did.

Disclaimer: Don't own Clue, Parker Brothers and all that stuffs.

Ok, I guess writing about Clue was a good idea. If you reviewed for Chapter 2, here's what I'm saying to your reviews. But, anonymous reviewers are not here.

Darkest Midnight: Ok, I didn't know Robin's real name so I was trying to find it on fanfic and I was reading a story and it said on one of the stories that his name was Jack. I hope that didn't make you mad.

Nightlark: Um, thanks, I think. I love the movie Clue too, and so far it's pretty much the same, and I'll tell you why. I don't know how to start the beginning, but after that this is gonna change. Chapter three is kind of, but kind of not like the movie.

Porymon: Thankx, I'm glad you like it. The thing is, I'm not gonna copy the movie Clue exactly. It's going to be different, with a LITTLE BIT the same. And maybe I'll take Garfield into consideration…

LeoGirl45: Not sure if the butler should do it. Remember the first time I let you watch that movie. What a laugh! But I think I should do Terra or Garfield to be the murder, dudes.

Sleeping Bag: OK, thanks for your reviews, but Terra can NOT be the singing telegram girl because she is Mrs. White, I'll just tell you that Jinx is going to be the singing telegram girl. Secondly I'm not a good speller. I'll start spelling it right. Thanks for the tip, cause I stink at spelling, I already told you that, BUT I will start putting that into consideration. Gracious, dude!

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After dinner everyone adjourned to the Study for drinks. Sarah passed out wine to the guests.

"I will now all tell you why you're all here," Edward said. "You're all being blackmailed. For some amount of time you've been paying how much you can afford and more then you can afford to someone who plans to expose you."

"I can't be blackmailed," Mrs. Peacock said taking the cigarette out of her mouth. "I mean," she began again, "my life is an open book. I've never done anything wrong."

It took her about five seconds before the cigarette would go back in her mouth.

"I'm sure we're all glad to here that," Edward said. "Either way, now that you're all in the same boat, theirs no harm telling some detail."

"Don't you think you can spare us this humiliation," Mrs. White asked.

"I'm sorry. Sarah," Edward said as he then looked at Sarah. Sarah then sat the tray of wine on a little table in the corner and left.

"Let's start with you, Professor Plum," Edward said as he walked over to Professor Plum who was standing in front of the fireplace. "Professor Plum, you were once the professor of psychiatry of helping paranoid and homicidal lunatics suffering from brandia."

"Yes," The Prof said, "But now I work for the United Nations."

"But your work has not changed. But you don't practice at the U.N. His license to practice has been lifted," Edward said as he walked over to a desk where Miss Scarlet was standing.

"Yeah," Scarlet said, "what he do?"

"You know what male doctors aren't supposed to do with their female patients."

"Yeah," Scarlet said with a smirk.

"Well he did." (Ok, I can't see Robin doing that, but then again, I can)

"Ha!" Scarlet laughed.

Plum took his pipe out and then put it back in (his mouth).

"How disgusting," Mrs. Peacock said.

"Are you making moral judgment?" Edward asked. "How do you justify taking bribes? In return for delivering your husband, senator Peacocks, vote to certain lobous."

"My husband is a paid consultant," Mrs. Peacock said in a little rage, "There is nothing wrong with that."

"Not if it's publicly declared," Edward said with a little smirk, "perhaps, but if the payment is delivered by slipping green backs in plain envelopes under the door of the men's room during Country Office meetings, how would you describe that transaction?"

"I'd say it stinks," Miss Scarlet said as she walked over to Mrs. Peacock (who was sitting on the sofa).

"How would you know? Where were you in that men's room," Peacock asked.

"So it's true," Mr. Green asked.

"No," Peacock said as she stood up, "It's a vicious lie," then Peacock sat back down.

"I'm sure were all glad to here that," Edward said, "but, you've been paying the blackmailer for a while to keep that story out of the papers."

Mrs. Peacock then stood up and walked over to the table where Sarah sat the drinks down.

"Well," Mrs. White said, "I am willing to believe that I too am being blackmailed for something I didn't do."

"Me too," Mr. Green said.

"And me," Cornial Mustard said.

"Not me," Scarlet said.

"Your not being blackmailed," Edward asked.

"Oh," Scarlet said, "I'm being blackmailed all right, but I did what I'm being blackmailed for."

"What did you do?" Plum asked.

"Well," she began, "to be perfectly frank, I run a specialized hotel and telephone service that accompanies a gentle men with a lady, for a short while."

"Oh yeah," Plum said as he came over to the desk Miss Scarlet sat on, "What's the number?"

Miss Scarlet rolled her eyes.

"Wait," Mr. Green said, "then how did you know Cornial Mustard? Is he one of your clients?"

(Ok, wait a second. I forgot to tell you, during dinner Miss Scarlet said she'd seen Cornial Mustard, even though he's not seen him. Ok, she's seen him; he's not seen her. Got it? Good.)

"Certainly not," Cornial said as he got up. He walked over to Miss Scarlet and sat his drink down next to her. "Tell him it's not true."

"It's not true," Scarlet said.

"Did you mean that," Plum asked.

"No."

"Ha-ha," Green said," so it is true."

"This argument has turned into a double negative," Edward said.

"You mean you have photograph's," Cornial asked in a little rage and confusion.

"Oh yeah," Scarlet muttered and nodded with a smirk.

Edward walked over to Cornial. "That sounds like a confession to me," Edward said, "In fact the double negative has led to proof positive. I'm afraid you gave yourself away."

"Are you trying to make me look bad in front of the other guests?" Cornial asked.

"Don't need any help from me," Edward said.

"That's right!" Cornial said but then made a weird face cause he noticed he said something stupid.

"Seriously," Plum said as he sat down next to Scarlet. Then he sat his hand on her leg, "I don't see what's wrong about Cornial visiting a house of a little fame. Most soldiers do."

"Oh please," Scarlet said as she grabbed his hand off her leg.

"But," Edward said to Cornial, "you hold a sensitive security post in the pentagon. And, Cornial, you drive a pretty expensive car for someone who lives on a Cornials bay."

"I don't," Cornial said, "I came into money during the war when I lost my mommy and daddy."

Edward gets a weird face, cause he was wrong. Edward then turned around to face Mrs. White.

"Mrs. White," Edward said, "You've been paying our little friend the blackmailer for quite some time now. Ever since your husband died on a let's say 'mysterious' circumstance.

"Ha!" Scarlet laughed.

"How's that funny?" Mrs. White asked.

"No wonder you've got on that yellow and black. You must have been at his funeral this morning."

Mrs. White glared at Scarlet.

"Did you kill him," Mrs. Peacock asked. She had finally turned around from the table where Sarah set the drinks down.

"No! I certainly did no!"

"Then why are you paying the blackmailer," Cornial Mustard asked as he sat down in one of the chairs.

"I don't want to have a scandal now, do I. We had had a humiliating relationship. He actually threatened to kill me in public."

"He threatened to kill you in public?" Scarlet asked.

"I think that she meant that he threatened, in public, to kill her," Edward said.

"Oh," Scarlet said, "was that his final word on the matter?"

"Death is pretty final, don't you say?" Mrs. White asked.

"But," Edward said, "If he's the one who died. Not you Mrs. White, NOT YOU."

"What did he do for a living," Miss Scarlet asked (she's very into this conversation, isn't she).

"He was a scientist. In nuclear physics."

"What was he like," Mr. Green asked.

"Well," Mrs. White began, "he was always stupidly optimistic man. I guess it was a great shock to him when he died. But he was found dead at home. His head had been cut off and his um, his (white points down a little big) well, his 'You Know'."

All the men nod and cross their legs (I wonder why).

"But," Mrs. White said, "I had been out all night with my friends at the movies."

"Do you miss him?" Miss Scarlet asked.

"Well," White began, "It's a matter of life after death. Now that he's dead, I have a life."

"But he was your second husband," Edward said, "your first one also disappeared."

"Well," Mrs. White said, "That was his job. He was an illusionist."

"But he never reappeared," Edward said tilting his head.

"Apparently, he wasn't a very good illusionist."

Mr. Green then coughed twice and stood up, getting everyone's attention.

"I have something to say," Mr. Green said, " I'm not going to wait for Edward here to unmask me. I work for the state department, and I'm a homosexual. I feel no shame or guilt about this, but I must keep this a secret or I will loose my job on security ground…thank you." Then he sat back down.

"Well," Plum said after a moment of silence, "that just leaves Mr. Body."

"Yeah," Miss Scarlet said, "what's your little secret?"

"Oh," Edward said, "Haven't you guessed? He's the one whose been blackmailing you."

Ok, send reviews! This is the last chapter that will be exact. I just don't know how anyone else could be blackmailed. Starting the next chapter everything will be completely different. Well, not completely, but pretty much the same. Send reviews! Gracious, dudes, Craton out!