Damn school days, preventing me from doing these stories and stuff.
But from the looks of it, I love having school.
._.
I know you are all anxious to know about who the killer was and why Giggles' was killed, and also, if ever Flippy would ever solve this case, of course, with the help of his crew.
TOSTRwaffles… I laughed at your statement, and yes, it's quite like the sword. But the guy is six feet tall, so I guess that it's like the average knife in his perspective.
Crazypunkchic208, no, it is most definitely NOT an OC.
I'm thanking you all for the reviews; the upcoming too.
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Flippy flopped unto his back, unable to sleep.
It's two in the morning. Go to sleep, moron.
Flippy closed his eyes. He wasn't in the mood to talk to Evil right now.
…You're no fun.
"And would you ever tell me why you're still awake...?"
I'm you, dumbass. If you can't sleep, I can't sleep… Simple as that.
"Look, I'm not in the mood to talk to you right now, so if you please, just tell me what you want to tell me."
… That case. Why are you so attached to it? Why do you avoid me THAT much? Does it mean that that stupid red porcupine is involved? Speak up…
"This has nothing to do with Flaky. …And I just don't want to talk to you."
ABOUT WHAT GOD DAMN IT!
He didn't say another word to Evil. He just laid back and tried to fall asleep. He can still hear Evil's insults about him being weak and stupid. He just wanted to save it all for the morning.
Morning, 7:30 AM
Splendid sat down. Seven thirty… I still have thirty minutes…
He put his feet on the table and is just about to sleep, until someone barged in the door.
"Cuddles?"
Cuddles gave him a sharp glare.
"I'm gonna murder the person who murdered her… SO YOU BETTER FIGURE THIS CASE OUT!"
Then he stormed outside.
"Weird kid…"
He sat up, and just decided to wait for his crew. First to come in was Flippy, and then Handy, but he can't open the door, so he waited for sniffles to come instead.
"Okay, now that we're all here, Flippy, do you mind showing us your notes?"
Flippy shook his head, and said,
"Guys, do you mind if I work on this case alone? I'd be calling you if I need any help."
They blinked twice. Could he be serious? What's up with him? Then finally, they spoke up.
"Sure."
Flippy said a thank you, and then went outside the building.
"Okay… Flaky said that she was at a party with Giggles…"
He headed for her parents' house. He knocked on the door, and to his surprise, Flaky answered the door.
"Flaky… Where are your parents?"
"… They are not here."
Flippy laughed a bit.
"How about cuddles?"
Flaky acted like she was disgusted of the question.
"He's not here."
"Well, do you mind letting me come in?"
Flaky was snapped back into the world.
"Oh, um… Okay. He he…"
Both of them went inside, Flaky sat on the couch, and invited Flippy to sit down next to her. Flippy sat down, and Flaky… she just sat there, staring at him.
Creepy…
"Tell me about it."
Heck, you're talking to me again.
"Yes, because I would need you to NOT to come out today."
…Try me.
"Why you—"
"You're here to ask more questions about me and not to talk to yourself… Right?" Flaky interrupted.
Flippy blinked.
"Oh, yes… Of course."
No, I'm here to sexually harass you, bitch.
Flippy ignored what Evil said, and took his notepad. He started writing, and then looked at Flaky.
~Flaky's beautiful… But I can't just ask her to have a date with me after that incident happened…~ Flippy thought.
"Here we go. Flaky… Where was the party held?"
"Well, you see, it was held at Disco Bear's house. A lot of people were invited… And… Well, that's that."
"Hmm… Let's see… Oh yes. What work does your cousin do?"
Flaky stared at him. "Giggles? She works at a library. In fact, her closest friend was Petunia. They work together. Her boss is Lumpy. You know tall guy, black hair, blue eyes, and the works."
Flippy's eyes got wider at her statement. Could lumpy be the killer?
Impossible… He's too stupid.
Flippy shook it off, and asked her more about Giggles. "Is there something that I still need to know about her?"
Flaky crossed her arms, and somehow muttering words beneath her breath. "Yeah. She decently writes on her diary, almost every night. I always see her writing on it."
Flippy wrote it down. "Did she happen to write something down on it before the night of the murder?"
Flaky froze. But she managed to speak up. "Yes, she did."
"What does her diary look like?"
"Well, her diary had a red leather cover, and it was thick… It was always kept inside her drawer…"
Flippy closed his notes. "That's all I need."
"Wait just a minute." Flaky said as she grabbed his hand.
Flippy looked at her, confused. "Flaky?"
"Of course I need to give you a token of gratitude for visiting me in my lovely home."
Sorry to end the chapter here, I can't save the chapter because my computer still doesn't have an anti-virus, and I need to get myself another one.
Damn, short chapter.
RR, NO FLAMES.
~X~