"Run!"

"Damn! Did Al only get this job for me in the whole of Paris? Hell with that guy! Just wait until I lay my hands on him. Just wait…." Corinne growled while rubbing vigorously at the window with the small makeup sponge in her hand. First moping the floor with a toothbrush, then dusting off shelves in the library…..by the way who told those threesome that she detested the library more than anything else?... and then this?! Literally? What girls had gone to these days? Arghhh! Corinne groaned in frustration. She. Would. Give. Anything. To. Punch. Alphonse. In. the. Face. Right. Now.

"Hey there Rinny! How's it coming out?" Alphonse was standing right next to the doors that opened into the gardens right beside her. He stopped with uncertainty. She was washing windows in the castle with a … makeup sponge? "Ummmm….. Rinny you seriously got nothing smaller than a makeup sponge to wash windows with? In the castle? Seriously I must talk to Treville to talk to Louis to talk to his mom to talk to Madame de Bossé to talk to the castle staff to buy something bigger than a sponge. Literally!"

"There's more to the story than just not having enough cleaning supplies in the castle" Corinne grumbled. Alphonse grinned. He evidently had caught that from her expression. He knew her better than herself didn't he after all? " Apparently the three girls who we had knocked down in the chase are my workmates and ….." Corinne gulped "They are just to cruelly girlish than my taste. Way too much. More than you can ever imagine. Worse than that nobleman's daughter"

Alphonse raised an eyebrow. He remembered the time when the nobleman in question had paid visit to them. Really. Corinne had way to many fits with his girl. They must be really bad to beat her. 'Maybe except the last one….' He found himself thinking s his mind flew to the red-headed beauty he had met that evening, her eyes sparkling like two emeralds deep down from the earth. He shook his head to focus back. That's when Corinne launched into a detailed description of her day.

"…..an now I am cleaning windows with a sponge." She huffed

"Woah…wait they put you in a library…the largest library…..with a blush brush…..cooping you in for hours…..this can not be good….those girls do not know what they're doing." Alphonse chuckled and added after a second thought, "I would really like to see how you cleaned the library, seriously. Without breaking anything." Corinne shrugged her shoulders and they both went towards the library.

When Alphonse took one look at the library he was shocked.

"Everythings right…..perfect….spotless…." he just gaped. Then he could not control himself he started laughing like mad, holding his side with one hand and holding himself up with the other. Corinne glared at him.

"Al this IS NOT FUNNY! You just wait!" she shrieked and flung the first thing at him that came into her hand which unfortunately was a dictionary. Alphonse dodged it still laughing and picked up another book behind him throwing it at Corinne. After some while they were both laughing and flinging things at each other each dodging perfectly due to the number of times this used to happen daily before Alphonse left for Paris.

Louis was standing at his balcony sighing unhappily. He was going to be king in another week's time. Two balls in the same week, one for his birthday and one just before his coronation. He would not be able to have fun then. Suddenly he was snapped out of his daydream by a shriek coming from the library. Then a shout. Wait…..didn't that sound like Alphonse? He gasped. It was Alphonse. He rushed out of his room, straight towards the staircase only to find Treville already on his way to the library. Treville was pale.

"Whats going on?!" Louis gasped skipping a step at a time.

"No idea! Just hope Al is fine. He is our best musketeer!" Treville replied, his voice trembling. Minds of both of the men flew to the letter they had found days ago. It had promised that the writer would take revenge on Alphonse for killing his comrade. As they ran through the hallways and neared the library they nearly bumped into three castle maids rushing the same way. They had worried looks on their faces. They had heard the commotion.

Corinne shrieked again. The book had caught her in the gut.

"Here you go! You will not get away with this Al!" she gasped ad flung an extra heavy volume of Romeo and Juliet from behind her. It hit Alphonse in the chest. He shouted.

"I wont….." but the rest of the sentence was engulfed by the swinging open of the main doors of the library. The duo momentarily forgetting that they were in the castle and not the barn, screamed. Corinne grabbed Alphonse's hand and rushed out from the back door.

"Run!" both of them shrieked and jumped out of the window of the corridor the way they used to jump off the roof back at home.