This chappie came out quite long, oh well. I was trying to get all that I wanted into this chapter.
"Just admit it already Robert!" Enrique glared.
"Yeah, we KNOW you did it, but tried to make us pin it on each other." Johnny snarled.
"Since blaming each other is the predictable thing."
"How absurd, I had nothing to do with the fire." Robert told them.
"But I didn't do it!" Enrique whined.
"Nor did I." Johnny nodded.
"As far as I know, one or both of you could be lying. Do you really think I'd damage my own kitchen and attempt to murder someone for such a petty thing as bad behaviour?"
"Well, ya never know!" Enrique grinned cheekily.
"No, I guess not..." Johnny sighed, looking at the ground and putting his hands in his pockets.
"Sorry Robert, this whole thing has made me a little jumpy since whoever did it could try to kill me again." Enrique smiled, kindly.
"Yeah, I wanna get this over with." Johnny looked at Robert, his eyes full of sadness.
Robert nodded, he too wanted to find the culprit, then he remembered the ideas he got as he watched the two.
"Enrique?" He asked.
"Yeah?" The blonde raised an eyebrow.
"Everything is alright with you, isn't it? You haven't been depressed or anything lately?"
"No, why do you ask?" Enrique looked confused.
"Nothing, I just wondered."
"Wait, Robert! I did NOT attempt suicide! How could you accuse me of such a thing! I don't hate Johnny so much as to kill myself and make it look like HE did it!"
Both Robert and Johnny's eyes widened at the angry blonde.
"Really?" Johnny seemed to have a sigh of relief.
"Yeah. I guess hatred has a limit." Enrique looked at Johnny with a serious expression.
"I guess...I wouldn't try to kill you, that's just stupid..." Johnny smiled, sheepishly and then smirked. "If you weren't around who else would I have to laugh at, Oliver and Robert are no fun when it comes to arguing!"
"Well, at least I can have fun without you around to laugh at!" Enrique pouted, folding his arms.
Johnny was about to start to argue back, but someone else's voice beat him.
"Enrique?" Oliver sighed, holding onto the doorframe, looking like he was about to cry.
"Huh? Oliver, are you ok?" Enrique blinked, looking at the greenette.
"Um, yeah...I just wanted to say sorry for snapping at you before."
"It's alright, you were just worried about me, that's all." Enrique smiled.
"Yeah, I just don't want whoever did this to hurt you again." Oliver frowned, glancing at Johnny as he spoke.
"I know, but you don't need to worry Oliver, I can look after myself." Enrique flashed the Frenchman a reassuring grin.
Oliver just looked at him, frowning, his eyes full of worry and disbelief.
"Tell me, you didn't do this on purpose." Oliver stared deeply at the blonde.
"The fire was not my fault Oliver. Come on, why don't we watch some TV?" Enrique smiled kindly.
"Enri, we wouldn't understand a thing they're saying, neither of us speak Greek!" Oliver half-smiled, semming to cheer up.
"Yeah, well there's gotta be SOMETHING fun to do around here!" Enrique smirked, leading Oliver out of the kitchen.
Robert turned his attention on Johnny once the youngest two boys left the room.
"Johnny.." Robert sighed, as Johnny turned to face him, scowling.
"What!"
"It appears that Enrique has nothing to do with the fire."
"Yeah? Well, he could be putting on some act, who knows what goes on inside his crazy head."
"I doubt he'd lie to Oliver, he should be aware that it would hurt Oliver MORE if it turned out that Enrique was lying to him."
"I guess, Oliver's such a wimp!"
Robert sighed and shook his head, Johnny was so childish. The German man thought about the night of the fire and about when he questioned Johnny before. Johnny just glared at Robert, waiting for him to say something, since he was sure that their conversation was not over with.
"You went for a walk on the night of the fire correct?" Robert asked.
"Yeah...You asked me about that before." Johnny raised an eyebrow.
"I did, yet you never gave me an explanation as to WHY you went out for a walk."
"Well, that's because...Because it's none of your business!" Johnny crossed his arms.
"It IS my buisiness and unless you want to be accused of setting the fire and attempting to murder Enrique. I have to know what you were doing outside during the time of the fire."
"I was..." Johnny mumbled, looking away from Robert..
"I beg your pardon?"
"I was...Sleep walking..." Johnny slowly moved his eyes towards Robert's direction.
"You appeared perfectly awake when we found you."
"Because I WAS awake then!" Johnny growled, glaring at Robert.
"Johnathon, could you explain to me exactly what happened on the night of the fire because to me, you don't appear to be making much sense." Robert sighed.
"I've been sleep walking every night since we got here." Johnny told him and Robert nodded. "I don't usually sleep walk, at least I don't think I do. But I've been waking up outside or somewhere in the mansion every night, it's like, my body just wants to get away form here. Well at least I was sleep walking until the night of the fire, since then I've been waking up in my bed."
"That's very peculiar." Robert raised an eyebrow and Johnny shrugged.
"My dad once told me that he seemed to have a knack at knowing when something bad was about to happen. He told me he used to have nightmares for a whole week until one night the house was robbed, they might not have caught the thief if he hadn't woken up screaming from his nightmare. Maybe I've inherited it or something."
"I've never heard of anyone who could do something so peculiar like that before."
"Well, Enrique being able to guess a girl's bra size upon just seeing her is weird, so why can't I have a weird ability?" Johnny smirked.
"Well, I suppose that is strange too." Robert sighed. "Would you please continue to tell me what happened on the night of the fire?"
"Well, I woke up outside on the steps at the front of the castle and I saw smoke rising. I went to check it out and got a little lost in the flames...I can't help it, fire just seems to hypnotise me!" Johnny pouted.
"You did appear a little out of it when we found you."
Johnny just stared at him.
"Are we done now?"
"I suppose, I guess I should leave the investigation for now...I need to sleep on my decision upon who may be the culprit."
Johnny's eyes widened and then he raised an eyebrow.
"You don't believe me do you!"
"I don't know, that is why I am going to sleep on it and think about all the information I have gathered so far."
"Well, I AM telling the truth! It's not FAIR! Since it was a FIRE it just would HAVE to be ME wouldn't it! Since I have a fire Bit-Beast and some fascination with fire, OH and I used to STEAL things in order to BURN them! Let's not forget that!
Why don't I just go to jail NOW! Save you the trouble of sleeping on it! Not like you were gonna accuse someone ELSE anyway!" Johnny shouted.
"Johnny please calm down, getting angry just puts you in a worse situation. It makes it seem more likely that you ARE the culprit." Robert told him and Johnny gasped, widening his eyes.
"I don't care anymore because I KNOW you're gonna accuse me, it's so obvious! Whoever REALLY did this knows me too well, in other words, I think one of you three must've done it!" Johnny glared at Robert before stomping out of the kitchen and going to his bedroom.
Robert sighed, Johnny was making the situation much more difficult for himself, but he knew if Johnny really WAS the culprit, wouldn't he have just confessed just then...Or did he?
Enrique looked towards the kitchen door as he heard Johnny shouting.
"He sure is noisy, isn't he?" Enrique sighed, Johnny always ruined the peace and quiet with his shouting.
"He sure is." Oliver agreed, smirking as he stared at his drawing.
Enrique looked over at his friend, noticing the smirk.
"What are you so happy about Oli?" He asked, confused.
"Oh, I'm just happy that this'll all be over soon!" Oliver smiled gently.
"Oh, I see..." Enrique scrunched his face, he didn't quite get what Oliver meant, so he changed the subject. "What are you drawing."
Oliver showed him the picture.
"It's you, me and Robert standing together happily in front of this mansion." Oliver told him.
"It's really good...But why is Johnny not in it?" Enrique raised an eyebrow.
Oliver's eyes seemed to temporarily widen.
"Um, I...I just didn't want him uglying up the picture that's all!" Oliver stuttered.
Enrique smiled and chuckled.
"I see, makes perfect sense to me!"
Oliver smiled, his expression calm again. As he heard Johnny stomp out of the kitchen and up the stairs, Oliver's smile turned into a smirk again. He knew that the mystery of the fire was all going to be over soon.
I actually know a guy who can tell what a girl's bra size is... -_-' Also Kyousuke Imadori from School Rumble can also do this and he reminds me of Enri, being a womaniser and a perve, (and I think they look similar...Well season 3/manga style Enri) so why not have Enri being able to tell a girl's size? ^_^'
Phew! Thank you to everyone who has read, reviewed, faved and alerted this fic so far! I wasn't really sure if I was ever gonna go far with this fic, (in other words get it completed) but I plan to end it during the next chapter. XD! Although, I do have a slight problem...I'm not sure what will happen to the culprit. -_-' It's a 'to be or not to be' forgiven thing I guess. Oh well, when I get to writing the very end, I'll probably think up what'll happen to 'em. I assure you though, the culprit shall be revealed very soon...Well it should be in the next chapter anyway! XD!