Here's Chapter 3 where the gang decides to solve the mystery. I was a bit disappointed that I didn't get a review in 3 days but all well. This will be a pleaser!
"What?" Terrence said in disbelief. "We can't solve a crime by ourselves!" Mr. Herrieman said. "Oh, yeah, why not?" Frankie said. "Because we're not detectives!" Mac stated. "Okay, maybe we're not, but show of hands, who wants to go to jail?" Frankie asked. Nobody raises their hands. "Okay, now who likes getting accused for murders they didn't commit?" Frankie asked. Again, nobody raises their hands. "Okay, now who wants to avenge Ashley's death by finding the murder culprit and arrest him or her?" Frankie said. Everyone hesitated but eventually, raises their hands. The only person is was still thinking about it was Terrence. "Okay, who wants to help me get find this murderer?" Frankie said. Some held up their hands right away. Others hesitated but in time held up their hands again. Terrence still haven't made up his mind. "Okay, now who is ready for an adventure?" Frankie said enthusiastically. Everyone raised up their hands right away but Terrence was still thinking for a few seconds. In the end, he has raised his hand. "Okay, guys, let's go!" Frankie said. "Wait a minute! Who says you can be leader?" Terrence snapped. "Because if it wasn't for her, we would be moping for three days until we get arrested and thrown in jail!" Mac said. Everyone just nodded. "But girls are not leaders!" Terrence snapped. All of the girls glared at him. "Well, boy or girl, she is going to be our leader!" Mac said sternly. "Fine. But you better lead us to victory, Red!" Terrence said threatening her. "Don't worry, Terrence, I will. And it's Frankie!" Frankie said, a bit insulted by his comment.
Everyone was at the police station telling that they want to solve this crime themselves. "Really, you want to do that?" Chief asked. Everyone nodded. "Well, I guess it's only fair." The chief said. "Chief, no! You're not letting these amateurs solve a crime!" Bertha said. Everyone is glaring at her. "Now Bertha, it's only fair." Chief said. "But they did do it!" Bertha said angrily. "No, we didn't!" Frankie said in everyone's defence. "Yes, you did!" Bertha yelled back. "Ladies! Ladies! Please! We have to get along!" Chief yelled at the top of his lungs. "Humph." Bertha said as she left the room with everyone glaring. "Who let HER out of its cage?" Bloo said. "Oh, don't mind Bertha. She's always like that." Chief said. "Oh no. Really?" Frankie said sarcastically. "Anyway, here are the records about the murder." Chief said, giving Frankie a folder. "Thanks." Frankie said as everyone read the folder. "Apparently, it says that she been shot in the heart at 2:30." Mr. Herrieman stated. "The same time we all out and Ashley was by herself." Mory stated. "You mean somebody wants to shoot Ashley alone?" Frankie asked. "Who would want to kill Miss Posh?" Chief asked. Everyone thought for a second. "Maybe it's Beldam for what happened two weeks ago! No! Maybe it's that person who tried to kill Frankie with that Extremeasaur!" Bloo started. "Um, Frankie, do Ashley ever had any enemies?" Mac asked. "Just about every non-cheerleader or non-jock she ever made fun of." Frankie frowned. "Any who is now residing in Oceanville?" Mac asked. "Not where I heard." Mory said. "Did Ashley had any enemies in Oceanville?" Frankie asked the Chief. "No. At least not after she got therapy." Chief said. "Therapy?" Frankie said. "Yeah, she said after college, she went to therapy for her rude problems." Chief said. "Hmm. Thanks, Chief. That's all for now." Frankie said, handing Chief back the folder. "What are we going to do now?" Bloo asked. "Let's find some clues back at the mansion." Frankie said.
Back at the mansion, Frankie, Mory and Bloo was looking in Ashley's room. "What are we looking for?" Bloo asked looking under the bed. "A clue. A glitch. Anything that helps us solve this case." Frankie said looking in the wardrobe. "How about a wallet?" Mory asked, holding a wallet. "What does it says?" Frankie said. "Nothing, really but it does has a list of numbers." Mory said, getting out a piece of paper. "What it say?" Bloo asked. "Well, there's Mr. Stern, Bertha, Beverly Hill." Mory read. "Who's Mr. Stern and Beverly Hill?" Bloo asked. "Mr. Stern is the person who Ashley asked to invite us to Oceanville but I have no idea who Beverly Hill is." Frankie said. "Maybe we should call her." Mory suggested. "Okay, fine." Frankie said, dialling the number on the phone in the room. "Hello, Miss Hill?" Frankie said. Chatting was heard from the phone. "I am Frankie Foster and me and my friends..." Frankie started. Then, they was angry chatting. "But wait, we didn't, we couldn't, now cut that out!" Frankie said angrily. She looked at Mory and Bloo who is very confused. She put the phone onto Mory's ear where he listened to the angry chatting. Then, he put the phone onto Bloo's ear for him to listen the angry chatter. Then, Bloo got annoyed and took the phone from Frankie's hand. "Oh, yeah, well same to you, sister!" Bloo said he hang up the phone on her. "What a witch!" Frankie said agreeing to him. "Let's try Mr. Stern." Mory suggested. "Good, he better not be a bigger screech than Beverly!" Bloo complained. Frankie just dialled the number. "Hello, Mr. Stern, yes, it is Frankie Foster." Frankie said. Then, they was speaking. "What? Turn ourselves in? But we didn't do it!" Frankie said angrily. "What are you talking about don't defy the truth? Well, I never!" Frankie said as she hanged up. "I think Mr. Stern is a bigger screech than Beverly." Bloo said, raising his eye in interest. "No, but he wasn't very better!" Frankie said frustrated. "Why don't we try Bertha?" Mory asked. Frankie and Bloo looked at Mory, then at each other, then started laughing hysterically on the floor. "I'll take that as a no." Mory said bluntly. Frankie and Bloo stopped laughing and got up. "How about a never?" Frankie said sternly. "Yeah, Bertha is a witch!" Bloo said, agreeing. "Let's try to get more information of the Ashley in the town." Frankie suggested. "It's too late for that now! We just wasted our first day." Mory said grimly. "Let's go to sleep and hope we find some better luck tomorrow." Frankie said as Mory and Bloo nodded. Then, they left the room.
Under the light of a full moon, Mory was looking at the starry sky on the balcony. "Can't sleep either, eh?" A voice said. Mory turned around to see Frankie. "Oh, hey, Frankie, I just thought of what will happen if we failed and go to jail." Mory said grimly. "That is not going to happen Mory. All we have to do is stay positive and everything will be all right." Frankie said smiling. "Yeah, but what if that isn't enough? What if we all go to jail? What if Foster's will be closed down because there is nobody to run it? What if Mac's and Terrence's mom finds out about this? What if..." Mory panicked. "Pull yourself together, man!" Frankie said as she slapped him. "Sorry, I guess I was freaking out too much." Mory apologised as he rubbed the part where he is slapped. "You know, you were always so positive. Yet, now you are freaking out way too much." Frankie frowned. "I know but something like this never happened to me before." Mory said. "Yeah, this is a pretty bad situation." Frankie said frowning. "I wonder what are the others are thinking about this." Mory said. Bloo was in his room, thinking about the murder. "We have to solve a murder mystery. Wow. I hope I don't screw up." Bloo thought. Mr. Herrieman was thinking about it as well. "How could such a thing happened? How can we be accused of murder? Hmm... Maybe I should let Miss Frances take lead. She may be a ruffian but she has a heart of gold." Mr. Herrieman said. Madame Foster has hope in her eyes. "You can do, Frankie, I know you can." Madame Foster said in her bed. "This is not okay! Being accused is not okay! Maybe Frankie will get us out of this mess." Wilt said his room. "Senorita Frankie won't let the bad guy get away!" Eduardo said, nearly falling asleep. "Frankie would never let someone get away with murder especially if it means we are framed for it!" Vivian thought. "Frankie, will do the dirty work, don't worry." Duchess thought. "Coco Co Co." Coco said quietly. "Frankie will think of a way out of this." Mac said. "Who am I kidding? Of course, everything will be all right. Frankie's our leader. I wonder if anyone else is thinking about this." Bloo asked to himself. In Terrence's room, Terrence was listening to music on his headphones. "Booya! Now this is what I am talking about!" Terrence said listening to the music. Back on the balcony. "Nah. They're probably all asleep." Frankie said. "I just hoped everything will work out in the end." Mory said. "It will, Mory. It will." Frankie said quietly as he patted his shoulder.
The next morning, everyone at the breakfast table, a bit tired. "I guess nobody got much sleep last night." Frankie said noticing everyone's sleepiness. "Not really." Mac said rubbing his eyes. "I played music on my walkman all night!" Terrence said proudly. Everyone just glared at Terrence. "What?" Terrence said. "How can you play music when we only have two days left to solve this case?" Mac asked. "Easy. I just forget about it and put on some music on!" Terrence said positively. Everyone just shook their heads. "Why do I even bother?" Mac said with his hands on his face. "Um, so what are we doing today?" Mory asked. "We're getting information from the village today on Ashley." Frankie stated. Everyone nodded and started eating their breakfast.
Later, Frankie, Mory and Bloo was in the village. "Where should we start?" Mory asked. "Well, start with that shop." Frankie recommended, pointing to a shop. The three went inside the shop. "Um, excuse me sir?" Frankie asked a man only to have him walk away. "Pardon, ma'am?" Mory asked a woman only to have him walk away as well. "Well, that was very rude!" Bloo said annoyed. "Yeah, but who would cooperate with the prime suspects of a murder?" Mory said sadly. Then, a shopkeeper came up to Frankie, Mory and Bloo. "I'm sorry, but I can't let you in any longer because you are disturbing my customer." The shopkeeper said sternly. Frankie, Mory and Bloo looked around to see everyone staring at them. "What? Haven't you see a prime suspect imaginary friend before?" Bloo said angrily. "Now, please leave!" The shopkeeper said angrily. "Oh, yeah, why I ought to .." Bloo started to go towards the shopkeeper but Frankie and Mory have grabbed his arms. "Let me at him! Let be at him!" Bloo said trying to break free of their grips. Frankie and Mory dragged Bloo outside. "Ha. I been kicked out of better places." Bloo said as Frankie and Mory dropped him. "Oh, yeah, like what?" Mory asked. "One time, we went to the mall to buy streamers and a present for Madame Foster's birthday and..." Bloo started before Frankie put her hand on his mouth. "We agreed we will never speak of this again." Frankie said threatening him. Bloo just nodded. "Excuse me, sirs and madam." A voice said behind them. Frankie, Mory and Bloo turn around to see an old woman on a mat with necklaces on it. "Would you like to buy a necklace?" The woman asked. "Sorry, but we are in the middle of a mystery here." Bloo said. "Really?" The lady asked. "Yeah, we have to find out who killed Ashley Posh, robbed from banks and framed us." Frankie said. "Oh, you are the prime suspects of that murder." The woman said. Frankie, Mory and Bloo nodded. "I may have some information on Ashley Posh." The woman said. "Really?" Frankie said interested. "Yeah. Only one problem." The woman said. "What's that?" Mory asked. "It's not free. Pay up, Red!" The woman said holding out her hand. "Humph. Greedy guru!" Frankie said as she handed her 20 dollars. "Okay, you got your money, now spill it!" Bloo said impatiently. "Okay! Okay! I spill! The doctor she went to is named Dr Serious. He helped her with her therapy." The woman said. "Is he around here?" Mory asked. "Yeah, he has a house at #26 Sea Street." The woman said. "#26 Sea Street, eh?" Frankie said, rubbing her chin. "Let find the others and go to the address." Mory suggested. Frankie and Bloo nodded.
Later, everyone was at #26 Sea Street. "So why are we here again?" Terrence asked. "We are here to ask Mr. Serious about Ashley, remember?" Mac said annoyed by his forgetfulness. "Um, nope, I was chewing gum at the time." Terrence said. Everyone just rolled their eyes. "Is he always like this?" Mory whispered to Mac. "Yep. Every day." Mac whispered back. Frankie just knocked on the door to have a man opened the door. "Um, hi, we're..." Frankie started. "I heard about you. The police think you were the ones who murdered Miss Posh." The man said. "Think? You mean you believe us?" Bloo asked. "Well, at least two of you. Miss Posh have told us about Frankie Foster and Mory Atom. She said that you two are two of the many people who she made fun." The man said. Then, he turned to the others. "And who are they?" The man asked. "Well, we work at Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, a place where we take in imaginary friends when their owners didn't needed them anymore. That's Madame Foster and Mr. Herrieman are owners of the mansion. Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, Vivian and Duchess are five of the adoptable imaginary friends there. Bloo is an imaginary friend there, too but his owner, Mac comes to Foster's every day to make sure that Bloo doesn't get adopted. And Terrence, um, he's Mac's older brother." Mory stated. "Oh, I see, a vacation?" The man asked. "Not really. You see Ashley invited us to apologise to me and Mory but somebody murdered her and now we have to solve this case." Frankie said. "Hmm. Interesting. Come in. I am Dr. Serious." The man said as everyone entered the house. The house has lots of diplomas. "Sheesh, how many colleges did you went to get these diplomas?" Terrence said. "Normal college, doctor college, therapy college, do I need to move on?" Dr. Serious asked. "Please don't. We only have two days left to solve the case." Terrence snapped. "Um, what was Ashley like the first time you met?" Frankie asked. "She was really upset about her problem. But it need took a while until I told her to invite her enemies and do something special for them." Dr. Serious asked. "Really, did she invited anyone first?" Mory asked. "No, she said she was going to invite you guys first." Dr. Serious said. "Do you know Mr. Stern?" Frankie asked. "Yes. He is Miss Posh's butler." Dr. Serious stated. "How about a Beverly Hill?" Mory asked. "She was Miss Posh' best friend." Dr. Serious stated. "Bertha?" Bloo asked. "She is a police officer who doesn't take kindly to strangers." Dr. Serious said. "Uh, I think we know that Bloofus!" Terrence snapped. "Bertha's number is on a piece of paper along with Mr. Stern and Beverly's number." Frankie stated. "Did you called them?" Mr. Herrieman asked. "Yes, but to have horrible endings!" Bloo complained. "Yeah, we got rude comments!" Mory said. "Hmm. Maybe we should go back to the mansion." Frankie suggested. Everyone nodded. "Thank you for your time." Mory said. "You're quite welcome." Dr. Serious said and with that everyone left, unknown to them that a shadowy figure was hiding behind a dresser. He/she then got out of their hiding place. Dr. Serious turned around to see the shadowy figure. "Huh, who are..." Dr. Serious started before the shadowy figure got out a knife and started to stab him repeatable. "So much for him. Now it is time to focus on the main target. Frankie."
There's the third chapter. I like cliffhangers sometimes. Don't you? Review to your heart's content.