OMG! I haven't updated in forever! I hope you people haven't forgotten about this story, because I would hate you if you have! Only kidding. I promise to be updating more soon, but I was kinda bored so I took a break….a LONG break…anyway, here are my review replies and then the story. W00T!

Darkest Midnight: Hello my biggest fan (LOL)! I love the cook, she fat and she got killed first! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! I like pound cakes, so I recommend you go get one! LOL!

Scathac's warrior: Um…sorry…I didn't know that…how am I hard to follow? Anyway, read it over, then you might understand (I didn't understand the movie the first time I saw it) then you might get it!

Tsukiroushi: Yeah, sorry I haven't updated….I don't remember your last review to be harsh. I'll have to go see. Now, you have to update on the Teen Titans musical. You hear me? LOL.

LeoGirl45: See, no offense, but look at your review. This is how you practice. Write reviews in complete sentences so you're story will be understood A LOT more. You gotta update too girl! Just cause we in the seventh grade doesn't mean we don't have to stop writing!

Hannah: um…you only stopped on, like, chapter three…. anyway, I'm not finished yet! I miss you mucho! How be armuchee?

OK, that's the reviews….only five? Darn it. I want more for this chappie!

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Everybody ran and filed into the kitchen. It was white, shiny, pearly, a regular 1980's kitchen. Except the cook was missing. Mr. Green walked down the steps to the kitchen and looked around. imagine corny scary music being played now.

"Well, nobody's here," Green stated. Suddenly, the freezing locker opened as Mrs. Hoo appeared. Her eyes looking up, dead as you could see. Mrs. Scarlet screamed.

"AGHHH!" (that was her scream…LOL)

Suddenly, the fat cook fell into Mr. Green's arms. His voice was hard, he couldn't hold her! "I DIDN"T DO IT!" he yelled. UGH!" he coughed, "somebody help me. Somebody help me please," he stated as he almost fell over. Colonial Mustard, Mrs. White and Mrs. Scarlet went over to help. Green suddenly fell and Mrs. Hoo fell next to him. Colonial, White, Scarlet and Green made sure she layed on her stomach. Mrs. Peacock and Edward watched, but Sara was still checking around for clues.

Mrs. White reached for the dagger/knife that was dashed inside of Mrs. Hoo's back. "Don't touch it!" Mustard yelled. She drew her hand back.

"We can't take fingerprints!" Mrs. White replied, "We have to find out who did this!"

Colonial then stood up and walked over to Edward on the banister. "I think you'd better explain yourself, Edward."

"Me, why me?" He asked back.

"Who would wanna kill the cook," Mr. Green said while crouched down over Mrs. Hoo (as was Scarlet and White).

"Dinner wasn't that bad," Miss Scarlet joked.

"How can you make jokes at a time like this?" Colonial asked towering Scarlet.

"It's my defense mechanism," she replied standing up.

"Well," Colonial said matter-of-factly, "If I was the killer I'd kill you next. Scarlet folded her arms and tilted her head while Mrs. White and Mr. Green stood up at the same time to face him.

"IF," Colonial said loosening his tie, "I said If."

Miss Scarlet still looked at him in a vacuous (holy crap, I used one of my Vocab words! I think I'm sick!) look.

"Hey!" Colonial said adverting his gaze from Scarlet to White and Green, "There is only ONE real killer in here and it's certainly not me, it's her!" he said pointing to White.

"Me?" White said stepping back, "Why me? I've admitted nothing."

"Well, you've paid the blackmail-how many husbands have you had?"

"Mine or other women," she asked quickly.

"Yours."

"Five," she stated.

"Five," Mustard repeated.

"Husbands should be like Kleenex; soft, strong AND disposable."

"You lure men to their death like spiders with flies."

Mrs. Peacock and Edward were still watching the show. Sara was still searching around the room, not paying attention. Their must be a clue somewhere, she thought.

"Flies are women cause their most venerable," Mrs. White said. Colonial took a second and stopped…thinking….what the crap did she just say…and mean…he thought.

"Right," he said. Wait! Did I just say that? He thought. I gotta learn to think before I speak! He then closed his eyes, then opened them again. "Well, if it wasn't you the who was it?…Who had the dagger anyway…IT WAS YOU MRS. PEACOCK!" he stated pointing a finger at the timid girl.

Edward turned to his left to look at her (she was standing next to him).

"Yes, but I put it down."

"Where," Sara asked.

"In the study." She said her voice getting squeaky.

"Where," Sara asked again.

"I don't know. Before I fainted after I fainted- I don't know!" Mrs. Peacock said quickly. "But any of you could have picked it up." Edward turned to face the front. Then went down the stairs.

"Look," Edward said, "I suggest we take the body, and put it in the study with Mr. Body."

"Why?" Colonial asked going over to him.

"I like to keep the kitchen tidy."

Ok, ok. It's over already! Yes, but I'll learn to update sooner…..then seven months. Anyway, I'll try to update as soon as I can. And if not, check out my other story. It's new, but I like this story, so I'll try to update more. PEACE!

-Calley, a really dumb dude