Cluedo: Murder in Disguise *MYSTERY SOLVED* (Winner: LouieLove)
Cluedo:
Tudor Close
October 31th, 1911
GARDEN- 5:00 PM
By the end of October, the season of Autumn had brought itself into full swing. The leaves had evolved from their usual tone of green to the palettes of red, yellow and orange. The air was still pleasant, chilly...yet pleasant just the same. It was days like this that one would prefer to take air and have a calming afternoon stroll along a walkway to see the natural world change.
That was just what Miss Charulata Scarlet and Colonel Clifford Mustard were doing.
"Are you sure your not too cold my dear, in that sari?" Col. Mustard asked, as the breeze picked up.
"Yes Colonel, I am most content," Miss Scarlet replied with a chuckle, "I have gotten used to the more forbidding climates of Canada."
Mustard smiled at this comment.
"You know, it has been almost three years since I brought you over here," He reminded, "And it was around this time of year...and we were wearing exactly the same thing as now. I remember now...that night when we were all heading off into the brush...and you came into my tent...half naked..."
Scarlet turned to him and giggled coyly.
"So just what are you getting at, action man?" She inquired playfully.
"Charla, I think it's about time you and I got married..." He said seriously.
"Married?" She replied, as though he just said something crazy.
"Yes, married," Mustard repeated, "I'm not getting any younger. My hair is starting to go grey, despite my best efforts. I've been a bachelor for one too many years. I've acomplished a lot in my life. Fought in the War, earned my respect. Now the only thing I can think of that would make me complete is a wife. I can't think of any woman other than you. You have, no objections do you?"
There was no reply. Just a kiss.
Cluedo:
BALLROOM- 5:03 PM
Meanwhile, Mrs. Mary White was staring out the window of the Ballroom in disgusted jealousy. She hated Colonel Mustard. He was super-inflated, pompous piece of schlock. But on the other hand, he was manly, strong and attractive....with plenty of sex appeal. Just looking at him in his uniform made her want to scream! He possessed a far more dashing aura than her late husband, Charles White. If only he payed attention to her. But then, who ever cares about the lowly servant?
It was clear he was going for that deceitful tramp instead.
Cluedo:
FRONT GATES- 5:30 PM
Captain Bernard Brown was a ship commander by profession, but he had one other love on land; gardening. There was something quite calming about the simplicity of a flower compared to the crashing of harsh waves on an open sea. Even presented with a more menial task as collecting the fallen leaves was a pleasure to Brown. He was so engrossed in his task that he hardly even noticed that a new arrival to Tudor Close had shown up at the front gates....
"Pardon monsieur!" He called, "Could you open ze gates?"
"Give me a minute now, laddy I'm comin!'" Brown replied back.
He got up from the ground and hurried over.
"You don't need my help really," Brown informed, "You just 'ave to lift the handle and give it a little jiggl.....old on a minute! Wat you doing here?"
The person before him was not a stranger at all.
"Pardon me, monsieur..." The man replied confused, "Are ve knowing zechother?"
Brown scoffed at this comment.
"Gaw, don't think I wouldn't remember you, now would you?" He muttered, "You were the most useless landlubber to ever join my fleet! You lazed all the day and did no work, and was a constant source of distraction and foolery for the rest of the crew! Did nothing but joke around! I'm surprised you weren't discharged any sooner! "
The man shrugged.
"That was a..... many years ago, capitaine" He insisted, "Things ave changed now. I've wisened up...as you would zay. Ha ha ha!"
"Half to see it to believe it," Brown snorted, "At any rate, I can't figure out what, yer ugly mug is doing here at Tudor Close!"
The man laughed.
"Oh Capitaine Braun always ze the joker are you? My nom iz not "ugly mug" it iz Fredrick LaCoste!. You may call me Freddy if you vish. Au revoir...for now."
With that he passed through the gates, and made his way up the steps.
Cluedo:
HALL- 5:32 PM
[size=18]Knock, knock, knock....knock, knock!! [/size]
Unlike Hogarth who usually is the one hired to open the door, it was Mrs. Ethylene Peacock who opened it instead....or was it Mrs. Peacock?
[size=24]"BOO!!!" [/size][/i]
Fredrick LaCoste stood at the door, without batting an eyelid.
"Magnifique madame," He said calmly, "Tres magnifique..."
"Oh ho ho," Mrs. Peacock chortled warmly, "Do come in Mr. LaCoste. Andrew has told me all about you."
"Eee az?" LaCoste replied, quite surprised.
"Oh yes!" Mrs. Peacock said back excitedly, "He goes on and on about you. You must be a VERY good friend of his, I'd assume. He told me you liked jokes, so I took it upon myself to personally answer the door for you to show you my new mask I bought for the children who come here for sweets."
"It iz, a most unique masque.." He observed.
Then he paused.
"I vas wonder if...Colonel Moosterd vas ear...." He pondered.
Mrs. Peacock turned around.
"Why do you ask about the Colonel?" She asked, raising her brow.
"Oh, non reasonne," He shrugged.
Cluedo:
WEST CORRIDOR- 5:40 PM
"Helloooo there...." Mr. Slate-Grey whispered as he snuck up on M. LaCoste, "No it is not a ghost..."
"Ah, Andrew," Fredrick greeted back, "Ow could I evar be scared ov you?"
Andrew laughed.
"Of course you couldn't, love." He chuckled, "Well I've painting all afternoon in the Conservatory. I've got everything all set up. You wouldn't mind if I painted you..would you know?"
He added a wink.
Fredrick's eyes widened.
"Really!?" He exclaimed, "Nobody az evar painted moi before!"
"How could I ever RESIST painting you?" Andrew answered back.
They both laughed.
"How could I REPAY you for painting moi?" Fredrick egged on.
Slate-Grey smiled.
"Is anyone looking?" He asked.
"Non..."
So they both drew together to share a kiss.
"Quick..." Slate-Grey quickly muffled as he pulled away, "Let's get into the Conservatory before anyone sees us!"
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