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Ch: 10
Miss Scarlet, in the Library, With the Candlestick!

We left our two heroines in the hallway, facing jail or death, which seems like an obvious choice; don't die. But, here's the argument, (guess who): "Well, we have a pretty good chance living if we jump..."

"Are you crazy? Do you want to die?"

"We won't die if we land correctly!"

"Who cares about landing... we'd be going through glass, we'd be dead before we hit the ground!"

"We may not die if we go through the glass..."

"I'd die of fear!" Guards drawing closer.

"Fine, then, go to jail... see ya later!" And at that, Cindy turned around and jumped. Typical. Arms crossed, blocking fragile head, jumping blond, and a loud shattering noise was heard. The window broke into who knows how many pieces and she went falling down. Don't worry, she had a plan... sorta. She saw a tree just about four stories below and planned on grabbing it as she fell.

Libby just stared out the window, along with everyone else on that floor, through the broken window at the young girl hanging from a branch, in pain, possibly dislocating a shoulder... or two, nah just kidding. Libby was undecisive. What to do, hm. She didn't know, that's why she was undecisive! But, someone chose for her and accidentally rammed her, causing this one as well to test the law of gravity, only to have the same result.

"Aahhh...!" Libby began, but, then stopped, finding it pointless to scream.

By the time Libby was ten feet above her friend, Cindy was stationed stably on a branch, holding her injured arm of which she used to catch herself. With her good arm, she grabbed Libby as she sped by. Libby opened her eyes, surprised that she was still alive, but, her ankle throbbed. She looked up to see Cindy's fingers practically digging into her leg, trying to keep her alive.

Taking their time wasn't the plan anymore after they heard the faint voice of a guard, "Go down and get them, you laggard fools!"

Libby swung herself and managed to grab the branch. Once her grasp was firm, she dropped herself the ten, fifteen feet. Her landing was somewhat off; she attempted to land on both feet, but, both gave way and she lost balance immediately. As soon as she stood up, treating her scratched and bleeding ankle kindly by not putting pressure on it, she yelled upward, "Come on, Cindy!"

Although knowing she had full capability of her legs, Cindy was weary. Her other arm, that was good before, was now in pain as well as she stopped another one hundred plus human from falling at a fast speed. She didn't quite want to slide off the tree and land on her legs, afraid that she would injure herself further.

The urgent voice came again, "Cindy, they're coming, hurry up!" She hated it. Cindy hated it. Acting fearless was easy, being fearless, on the other hand, wasn't. This was one of the times where she couldn't act, she had to give in to her overwhelming feeling.

"I-I can't!" Cindy cried, burying her face in shame.

"What?" Libby was absolutely confused. "Are you telling me, that you are scared?" Nod. "You're kidding right?" Head shook, no. "So what you're saying is that I just did something that you are unwilling to do?" Another nod. Then, silence.

The front doors broke the peaceful quietness and only brought more fear. Libby darted, unknowing of where, but paused. "Cindy!"

Cindy had been drained... drained of all motivation. Why? She didn't even trust the little speech she gave before they jumped, before the guards came. She didn't believe that they would prevail. The only thing that motivated her at that very moment was seeing those brainless robots (not really), obeying the revengeful little girl. Realizing the whole situation again with the world dominance, and the revenge, and just the irritating everything! It was exceptionally enraging! That was what got her going.

Ignoring the pain, she jumped down and landed on two of the goons, softening her landing. "Wait up!" She yelled, as she kicked her legs into overdrive, attempting to catch up and avoid the flailing arms aimed for her. Unfortunately, though, a pair of those arms grasped her, and pulled her back.

Libby stopped when she heard a guard say, "I got one!"

"Go! Don't stop!" Cindy ordered, opposite of her first cry. At first, Libby didn't listen, but, as her predators drew nearer, she sprinted off.

"You ten, go get that girl! The rest of you stay here and control this one and escort her to the prison!" The leader of the bunch commanded.

But, one reminded, "What about Queen Brooke...?" Cindy rolled her eyes. "There's going to be a conference or dinner or something in the library later today. We can't miss it!"

"Well, then, you better hurry!" The chief shouted as he walked off.

Cindy was then painfully dragged off, fortunately by her legs and not her limp arms.

"Where do you think you're moving the guy, Carl!" Sheen exasperatingly queried, as he looked from the gameboard to Carl.

"I'm moving him five squares, Sheen! Just like the dice tells me to do!" Carl replied, tired that they're going through this again.

But, please, don't automatically think that the problem's cause is Sheen, it's actually Carl. Sheen continued, "I'm telling you, again, Carl, you can't move Detective Purple Guy diag...uh... Jimmy, what's that word again?"

"Diagonally!"

"You can't move Detective Purple Guy diagomally! It's in the rules, Carl, read 'em!" Sheen yelled. "Hey, Professor Beaten-By-His-Granddaughter, are you sure you don't wanna play? I'll be nice enough to let you be Beautiful Long Red Dress Lady."

"No, that's all right," Professor Calamitous answered from his corner, attempting to be as far away as possible from the nonsense.

"What about you, Jim? The only guy left is Bulky Green Tough Man... wanna be him?... Carl, put Beautiful Long Red Dress Lady down!" Sheen ordered.

Jimmy responded for another time, "No, Sheen. I don't want to play. And, they do have names y'know..."

"I don't care!" Sheen picked up one of the pieces and petted it. "Okay, my turn... C'mon six!" The dice rolled out of his hands and they hit the ground, showing a solid... "Nine? Are you kidding me? I said I needed a six! Fine! But, what am I going to do with the extra three spaces? Oh, hey, look, I'm in the B-b-bill-i-ards Room... the Billiards Room! I'll take my guy, Not So Handsome Yellow Dude With A Mustache, with the hard metal thing..."

"Candlestick," Jimmy corrected, as he played solitaire.

"With the hard metal thing! In the Billiards Room! Have anything for that, Carl?" Sheen questioned, tapping his fingers.

"I have the candlestick... see?" Carl showed his card.

"Yup. I got it! ...I accuse..." Sheen began, but a guard came up holding a struggling, and pained Cindy.

He opened the door, shoved her in and in a hostile manner, shouted, "Shut up! Go in there! And stay in there!" But, Cindy wasn't stuck in the same cell. She was stuck in the one on the other side of theirs, which was separated by a solid concrete wall.

"Gee, thanks!" Cindy screamed back.

"Anyway..." Sheen continued, despite interruption. "I accuse Beautiful Long Red Dress Lady, in the Library with the hard metal thing!"

"You mean, Miss Scarlet, in the Library, with the Candlestick?" Jimmy corrected in the form of a question. He then turned his attention toward Cindy, "What are you doing here?"

"That's a nice way to greet a new comer who possible pulled a few arms outta socket!" Cindy replied, very ire.

"Sor-ry!" Jimmy shot back a not quite sincere apology, full with attitude as well.

Cindy answered the first question, calmer, "We, Libby and I, were in the castle running from guards and looking for, wait, Sheen? How'd you get here?"

"I followed peanuts!" Sheen merrily answered as he opened a pocket-sized manila folder. "Ha! I'm right! Beautiful Long Red Dress Lady, in the Library, with the hard metal thing!"

"Miss Scarlet! In the Library! With the CANDLESTICK!" Jimmy corrected, annoyed by his friends nicknames.

"Anyway. I just jumped out of a window, landed in a tree, fell out of that on two guys, started running, then was caught... anything else?"

"Lemme see that," Carl wasn't satisfied with "I'm right!", he wanted proof.

Jimmy was pushing some buttons on his watch, contacting Goddard, and said, "I'm almost getting through to Goddard, for some reason there's interference."

"Was anyone listening to me?" Cindy shouted from the other side of the wall, tapping her foot.

"See? Miss Beautiful Scarlet Dress Lady, in the Library, with the hard candlestick metal thing!" Sheen waved the three Clue cards in Carl's face, who crossed his arms, upset at another defeat.

Cindy remained silent for a moment, contemplating. About what? Any idea that would spring up into her mind. Mainly one that could either get them out of jail, or one that overcomes Nissa. One advantage was that they had Libby still out there. And she also knew that, after being reminded from Sheen, there was going to be a supper or something in the library of Nissa's abode.

"Oh, come on!" Jimmy exclaimed, enraged. "I can't reach Goddard!"

"That's why you have back-up plans, duh," Cindy sharply stated. "But, not just Goddard's out there, Libby is, too."

"Well, duh, to you, too!" Jimmy was getting heated up. "If I can't reach Goddard, then how do you expect to reach Libby, apparently not by cell phone!"

"Do you have any other ideas, genius?" No reply from the other side of the wall.

Carl whined, pleading with Sheen, "Please Sheen! One more game! Just one!"

Sheen denied, "No! You said that the last three games! No!"

It was quiet and boring in Cindy's cell. There was no one in there for her to talk to, argue with. She couldn't shout to the other cell all the time, she'd lose her voice like rotten Betty. She hated feeling helpless.

Libby ran and ran and ran, even after she didn't see anyone chasing her. She finally stopped when she realized that she was out in front of Nissa's castle again. She immediately ducked behind a tree, and watched as guards were gradually walking inside, for something. Then, she saw a green glow, and Nissa come down on her fave tar piece, unfortunately, with a victorious grin. After Nissa was going to enter, Libby decided she'd check it out.
Me: Hi! Pretty much one by one they're put in jail. Sorry if it's boring, but, I guess every story has boring parts... well, mine anyway. So, please review, I would highly appreciate it! Please! But, I'm not desperate for reviews or anything, I just like knowing people are moved to comment, good or bad. Either way, it doesn't matter. I accept all reviews, including flames! Scorch me! But, if you do review, please no cussing or indication of cussing, thank you!