Cluedo: Murder in Disguise *MYSTERY SOLVED* (Winner: LouieLove)
Cluedo:
KITCHEN- 7:46 PM
Mrs. White was all alone in her Kitchen washing some of the plates. Yes, that's right. Alone...in her thoughts. Thoughts that she began to say to herself out loud....
"One day Clifford Mustard..." She whispered, "You and I will be together. I will be through with this horrible job...and we will find happiness, you and I.........oh Clifford....if only you know how I felt about you....."
Because the tap was on, she didn't hear Captain Brown's entry.
"Wots this?" He thought, worried, "Is she thinkin about Colonel Mustard now?"
Mrs. White turned around, and to her great surprise, saw Captain Brown.
"Wh..why Captain, sir!" She cried, "I didn't know you were in here! You shouldn't have snuck up on me!"
However, right away could she see how hurt Brown looked.
"I wouldn't believe it if I didn't hear it..." He muttered sadly, "So it's the Colonel you fancy! After all my advances, it's the Colonel!? Why!? Was I never good enough for ya, is that it? That's the reason ain't it?"
"Leave me alone Bernard!" White retorted, "Truth be told, I've had it with your drunken passes and burly mannerisms! The way I feel is none of your bees wax! I don't care if you struck it rich, became a commander of a ship and now want a penniless little poor widow at your side while you sail the mighty seas! It's not happening, and you are just going to to have to put up with that answer, sir."
"But..." Brown stuttered.
"No buts!" Mrs. White scolded, "Just don't say anything. Now...this is the servants area. Your area is through that door...."
Captain Brown, defeated, turned and headed towards the door. Before he exited however, he turned to have the last word....
"Just so as ya know now," He said, "Word has it that the Colonel has proposed to a certain Miss Scarlet, so the sooner you rid of yer little fantasy...the botter!"
Mrs. White turned towards the block of knives...
"I said OUT!"
Cluedo:
BILLIARD ROOM- 8:00 PM
The clocks of the house chimed out eight o clock, just as Professor Plum reentered the Billiard Room. Sure enough, he found Reverend Green still waiting quietly in the room.
"Still here, Vic?" Plum asked.
"I was waiting," Green replied calmly.
"I though you would have at least grabbed some dinner," Plum figured, "I hope you aren't going on a diet, or something stupid like that."
Green coughed.
"I'm not having a real appetite to be honest Professor," Green admitted, "Besides, I'm vegetarian and tonight, turkey was on the menu."
Plum laughed a little.
"Alright, alright," He said, "Well any way, I thought it would be good to tell you that the Colonel won't be joining us.....he's received a rather bad case of food poisoning..."
Green looked puzzled.
"Well it couldn't have hurt him too much......here he is right now!"
Right away, Fredrick LaCoste...or should we say, "Colonel Mustard" burst into the room....
"Here I am gentlemen!"
Cluedo:
FRONT DOORS- 8:03 PM
It had been about a good hour since Mrs. Peacock took her post to dish out treats to the children. Not many came as she hoped however. The had been a rumor circulating around the village that her house was haunted, due to all the death that happens there. Therefore, most children had been avoiding the place.
"Ethyl!" Captain Brown called as he stepped through the door, "How ave you been makin' out here?"
"Oh dreadful Bernard," Mrs. Peacock replied, "It's been an utter bore. The air is chilly, and hardly any children showed up, good heavens why not. I'm going to give it few more minutes and then I will head back indoors where it's warm. Next year, I shall have Mary or Hogarth take the post again. I don't know why I wanted to do it in the first place."
"Aye, I don't know why either..." Brown replied, shrugging, "Well I'm off now. Cheers."
Brown head down the front steps and out into the night as Mrs. Peacock stood on the porch and sighed.
Cluedo:
BILLIARD ROOM- 8:07 PM
"My, my..." Miss Peach said in her sugary sweet-voice, "It sure is nice to see all you gentlemen here, since I have SUCH exciting news to tell you!"
All three eyes were focused on her, as they proceeded with a game of poker.
"Go on, Miss Peach," Professor Plum coaxed on, "Tell us!"
Miss Peach smiled.
"Well professor, since you are all so anxious..." She continued, "We as you all know, I'm a Louisianian gal. You can't get more American than me, cuse I got all the connections. My cousin Bert owns a secret, SECRET sugar plantation down there where the profits are quite large. When I went down to visit him, we hit it off real good...ya see we haven't seen each other for soooo long. Therefore, Bert wanted to give me a going away present for me. For this Halloween, he's been on the job double time to make sure he makes the biggest profit he can to provide the most sugar for tonight's Halloween candy..."
"Therefore..." LaCoste urged on.
"Hold your horses Colonel!" Peach exclaimed, "Anyway....Bert is splitting the profit with me since the operation was such a success! He's a billionaire now! God bless his heart! So now...since I wanted to cut ya'll into the deal....we are going to split the money four ways. How about that!?"
Plum's face completely lit up.
"Wonderful Miss Peach!" He exclaimed, "Just smashing! What a clever girl you are!"
Reverend Green on the other hand was unsure.
"Pardon me Daisy," He said, "But just how was this sugar operation run, might I ask?"
"Oh, why does THAT matter Vic?" Plum questioned.
"I just want to know."
Miss Peach coughed and finally spoke.
"Slaves....." She replied, "Slaves are what was needed to get the job done. That's why Bert needs to keep this business under wraps. He does a LOT of bribing with the police."
"Slaves!?" Green cried, "That is the most wrong thing I could ever think! Slaves Miss Peach...slaves! Oh dear Lord!"
"Reverend, please calm yours..." Miss Peach tried to say.
"No! I can't" Green retorted back, "My own personal stance will not allow it! Professor Plum, Colonel Mustard and Miss Peach...I'm sorry...but this is something I cannot take part in."
Miss Peach turned to Colonel Mustard.
"Well what about you, Colonel?" Peach said, "You aren't going to go cold turkey on us, will you?"
"Certainly not!" LaCoste burst, "What's profit is profit!"
"Then c'mon Rev," Peach urged, "You can't back out now. All of us are doing it!"
"But.."
"Yes, Vic" Said Plum, "If you think it is so morally wrong, then you are saying WE are morally wrong."
"Reverend Green...." LaCoste said in a deep, low voice, "The piddling amount you make in church certainly can't compare to what's at stake here....we are all friends, no? We help each other....."
Green sighed in defeat.
"Oh...very well...." He squeaked.
........
...then LaCoste spoke again...this time in his normal French accent.
"AHA! I ave caught you vools!!" He exclaimed boldly.
[size=18]"WHAT!?"[/size] All three voiced cried.
"You all vought I vas Colonel Moosterd!" He growled, "But really now....I vas just haveen a leetle joke! I zee though ze truth howevar! You are all dealeen illegally! Just vor provit! I'm zoooo ashamed in you all.....taking advuntage uv poor leetle zlaves! Especially you....vicar. I just vanted to zee if you vould actually go through vith it...."
"Well, actually...I wasn't really going to..." Green protested.
"Ah, but you did..YOU DID!" He accused with a laugh, "Ha! You all von't be laugheen zo zoon avter I zee to justice!"
With that, LaCoste jumped up from his chair in left leaving the rest speechless. Green got up too and headed for the gun cabinet. He took out a fine looking Shotgun...
"He can't..." He muttered to himself, "He just can't destroy me like that...I mean....I wasn't going to partake in such horrid dealings...was I?"
Cluedo:
STUDY- 8:19 PM
By now, Mrs. Peacock had retreated to her Study. She had enough of the Halloween flop. Even though she did go to the window to see if anyone would arrive nobody did....except for Mr. Slate-Grey.
"Oh Mrs. Peacock!" Mr. Slate-Grey called as he entered the Study, "I thought I would find you in here...."
"Yes Andrew, what is it you need?" Peacock asked.
"Well...there's nothing I need...but I'm a little concerned....." He said, "I'm looking for Freddy...."
"What?" Mrs. Peacock asked, as she sat down at her desk, "Who again...?"
"You know....Freddy!" Slate-Grey reminded, "Fredrick LaCoste...my friend."
There was a pause.
"Ah yes, I remember," Peacock suddenly realized, "Such a nice boy. He's missing you say?"
"Yes," Slate-Grey replied sadly, "I haven't since him since he left for dinner....and I still need to finish my painting. Where could he have possibly gone?"
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