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Hello.. dear viewers... Today we are showing you a very delicious drink called Pinos! ....It is so sweet and refreshing, and in warm weather it is simply fantastic. Not only that, it only costs 50 coins, and do not forget..... It has the advertisement and poster of the Magic Hat from the Clown.... The Guardian.... It tastes fantastic... and of course it is also healthy because it is made from fruits...."
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Clara: "(Yawns)...hahhhh....An old advertisement...."
Miwa: "Meow!"
Clara: "You are here, Miwa... does that mean there is a job?"
Miwa: "(Meow!)...."
Suddenly, she transformed into a large, creepy cat with an evil grin.
Miwa: "You have to find the painting... before the Dark Umbrella Organization finds it...."
Clara: "Sure....."
Miwa: "I hope we understand each other..."
Clara: "I do... but I did not know you had such a deep voice."
Miwa: "Oh...."
She transformed back. has a human form now miwa had brown hair and looked innocent but she is a creepy girl and a bounty hunter
Miwa: "(Meow!) That is completely normal. After all, I am a dead cat... a mixture of dead cats that were killed by humans...."
Klara: "Nohh...that is sad."
Miwa: "Finally concentrate.... Oh.... The Clown warns you about a detective named Fiona...."
Klara: "Oh... her...."
Miwa: "And of course, Cruella too...."
Klara: "..ghhhhhh....The traitor is with them?!"
Miwa: "Exactly...."
Klara: "I understand.... Finally I can see her again...."
Miwa: "Be careful...."
The cat disappeared.
Klara: "Hmmm...."
(A few minutes later)
Cruella: "So we have to go into the castle now."
Fiona: "With Noelle...."
Noelle: "Mhm...."
They went inside....
Cruella: "Hmm."
Fiona: "Hmm."
She rubbed her finger against the walls of the castle like it has been abandoned for a long time....
Cruella: "Mhm...."
Noelle: "(Cough) (Cough)... You can tell. It is so stuffy in here...."
Fiona: "Hmmm...."
She opened one of the doors.
(Bzzzzzz)
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Noelle: "What..."
Cruella: "Fiona, do you see that?"
Fiona: "A... television...."
She pressed it.
(Click!)
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It was an advertisement with an old fashioned song.
Welcome.... my dear viewers. How wonderful to see you. It is so warm.... phew.... and cold at night..... So what could be better than a theater in a place where it is neither cold nor warm.... Of course.... There are also drinks and food there.... Look....radio said
Hey!
Hey! keeps interrupting.
"We have beautiful dancers... who will make your wives jealous, or make the women envious because they are so beautiful. narrotor said with a more happy voice
Hey!
Of course, we must not forget our unbelievably clever animals.... Such as the cat Tom or the little mouse Jerry
He laughs
Hey!
Narrator: "And of course, the music.... Beautiful music...."
Hey!
And of course the most important member.... Klara.... Look how beautiful she is. Just look at her.... Look at that beautiful figure.... Be careful. She may be beautiful, but she can be really creepy....
He laughs again
Hey!
Narrator: "So, my dear friends, what are you waiting for.... Visit our theater, The Red Mice.... And have fun!"
(Click!)
Fiona: "Hmm."
Noelle: "That was.... strange...."
Cruella: "Hmm."
Fiona: "Well.... advertisements have always been like that...."
They continued walking.
Cruella: "Mhm...."
Fiona: "What is it?"
Cruella: "Nothing.... nothing at all...."
Noelle: "Hmm?"
They continued walking.
Fiona: "Be careful... we do not know what could happen...."
(Crash!)
Noelle: "Ouch... This picture fell on me."
Fiona: "That is what I meant...."
Noelle: "Hmm."
She picked up the picture.
Noelle: "Hmm... hey.... this picture.... is strange."
Fiona: "Hmm?"
Cruella: "Hmm?"
They looked at it. It showed a man who looked angry.
Fiona: "That is.... the old lord.... Beethoven."
Noelle: "Oh...."
Fiona: "He looks really angry.... But that is not him.... That is his son...."
Noelle: "He had a son?"
Fiona: "Yes.... The truth is that Beethoven was more of a magician. He died earlier, and then his son took over. But he did not care about magic, or rather, he wanted to combine magic with music.... That is why he was called the Magician Sinfonist.... Theodor Beethoven...."
Noelle: "And why does he look so angry?"
Fiona: "How should I know.... No idea.... Maybe he had an annoying neighbor... or maybe he is simply like that."
Noelle: "Hmm...."
They continued walking.... They searched through the rooms.
Noelle: "I cannot find this painting."
Fiona: "Hahhh...."
(Old fashioned music!)
Fiona: "Quick, cover your ears!"
They did so immediately.
Cruella: "That must be it...."
Fiona: "Exactly...."
Noelle: "How are we supposed to deal with it now that the curtain is closed?"
Fiona: "Hmm...."
Bob appeared.
Fiona: "Bob.... Shoot me in the head."
(Bang!)
Noelle: "Ugh."
Cruella: "What?"
Noelle: "Do not worry.... that is her ability."
She became a spirit....
Fiona: "Curses cannot hit me like this."
She went inside.
Fiona: "Huh...."
But.... there was no painting. It was a radio playing an old song.
Fiona: "What.... no.... no."
She quickly returned.
Fiona: "Noelle!... Cruella!"
But they were gone. She quickly returned to her body.
Fiona: "Hah."
She stood up....
Fiona: "I have to find them...."
Suddenly, she heard a scream.
Fiona: "Huh...."
Cruella appeared.
Cruella: "Fiona... quickly.... Noelle saw the painting."
Fiona: "Ugh."
She quickly went toward her, but the music might still have been playing, so she closed her eyes and covered her ears.
Fiona: "Crane.... can you see her?"
Crane: "...Yes.... I can see her.... She is lying on the floor."
Fiona: "Bob!"
Bob appeared with his sword and pulled Noelle out by her clothes. Fiona quickly shut the door with her foot.
Fiona: "We have to get out of here."
They went somewhere where the music should have completely disappeared.
Fiona: "Hahhh...."
She opened her eyes.
Fiona: "Hey... Noelle... Noelle."
Noelle was lying on the floor. The creatures that had entered her ears were coming out.
Fiona: "Hang in there..."
Cruella: "What do we do now...."
Fiona: "Take her back.... I will take care of the painting."
Cruella: "Okay."
She went back toward the castle.
Fiona: "Again."
(Bang!)
Fiona: "I have to get to the painting.... and find a way to deal with it.... Without this, I cannot do it. As a spirit, I can only see the spiritual vision of the painting.... That is not enough...."
She went inside and returned to the painting.
Fiona: "There...."
Crane: "Hmm."
Fiona: "Do you have an idea?"
Crane: "Hmm.... Bob cannot take it.... and you cannot hold it in your spirit form...."
Fiona: "And if I return to my body... I cannot see the picture or hear the music."
Crane: "Then the music first...."
Fiona: "Hmm...."
Crane: "How about earplugs?"
Fiona: "Do you have any?"
Crane: "Use something.... anything to cover your ears...."
Fiona: "Hmm."
She returned to her body. She searched the rooms in the lower area.
Fiona: "There I have.... something.... cloth.... But that is not enough.... so...."
She found pins.
Crane: "No... no... no... Fiona.... That will hurt a lot...."
Fiona: "I will heal myself anyway."
Crane: "It could take a long time. Besides, there is no insurance."
(Splach!)
Fiona: "Urk...ghhhhhhhhhhh...."
She put the pins into the cloth after placing the cloth over her ears so that it would not fall out.
Fiona: "It is fine... I.... made it this way on purpose so it cannot become dangerous...."
Crane: "But you can still hear."
Fiona: "Not as strongly.... The effect only works when you hear too much...."
She went inside with her eyes closed. She quickly placed the curtain, or rather the blanket, over it and ran away, but almost fell down the stairs.
(Crash!)
Fiona: "Urk...."
Crane: "Hah.... are you okay?"
Fiona: "Yes...."
She stood up and took the picture.
Fiona: "Huh...."
Crane: "You have it."
She quickly put the painting into her bag.
Fiona: "Hahhhh.... Come on, quickly. We have to find Cruella and Noelle."
(Running)
Fiona: "Ugh...."
She saw Cruella lying on the floor. Noelle was lying beside her.
Fiona: "Hey!"
(Patch!) (Patch!)
Klara: "....Hello.... my dear."
Fiona: "Ugh...."
She turned around.... A woman was standing behind the tree.
Fiona: "Ugh.... That is the woman.... the one I saw in the television advertisement.... but.... how can that be? It has been more than 50 years, and yet she still looks so young."
Klara: "Hahahaha...."
She pulled out a card.... The Card of Eternal Youth.
Fiona: "Ugh."
Klara: "I do not age.... It is just like with you.... With your card, the Card of Mystery...."
Fiona: "What do you want?"
Klara: "That painting there.... my dear.... Give it to me.... and I will leave you alone...."
Fiona: "....What if I refuse?"
Klara: "Then I will have to kill those two over there...."
Fiona: "....Hmm...."
Klara: "Hehehe.... All right...."
Fiona: "Hmm?"
Klara: "You probably do not know that there is a creature living inside the picture.... do you?"
Fiona: "Ugh...."
Klara: "The Charlatur.... creature.... I only need to get blood onto it."
Fiona: "Go ahead and try...."
Klara: "Hehehe.... Who said it would be your blood?"
Fiona: "Ugh...."
Cruella and Noelle stood up.... They looked exhausted.
Fiona: "Ugh...."
Klara: "All right.... You have to kill them.... so they cannot touch the picture.... If they touch it with their bloody hands...."
Fiona: "Ghhhh...."
Klara: "Come on.... what are you waiting for.... (grins)...."
She avoided their attacks.
Fiona: "Noelle... it is me... Fiona."
Noelle: "Picture.... picture...."
Fiona: "Fggghhh...."
She kicked her away.
Noelle: "Ouch...."
Fiona: "Gghhhh...."
Noelle: "Hmm.... You are always mean.... Give it to me...."
Fiona: "Stay where you are...."
Cruella: "Hahh."
She tried to attack her.
Fiona: "....Damn...."
Both of them grabbed her.
Fiona: "Ghhhhhhh...."
Cruella: "Hmm."
Noelle: "Stay still."
Fiona: "Let go."
Klara slowly and calmly walked toward her.... She held Fiona's hand.
Klara: "....How about some blood.... hmm."
Fiona: "...Ghhh."
Klara: "Ghh."
She opened her mouth and bit Fiona's hand.
Fiona: "Ghhh...."
The blood flowed toward the picture.
Klara: "Hehe.... You taste good...."
Fiona: "You.... are.... insane...."
Klara: "Hehehe...."
She held Fiona's cheeks.
Klara: "You are really cute... and beautiful.... I would like to.... taste you someday...."
Fiona: "Ghhh...."
Klara: "Hehehe.... Maybe another time.... if you survive the monster."
Klara ran away and disappeared.
Fiona: "Ugh...."
(Grrrrrr)
Fiona: "Huh!"
She turned around, but she was suddenly thrown away.
Fiona: "Urk...."
The creature looked at Fiona.... It was a dark figure with four arms and a large open mouth.
Fiona: "Ghhhh...."
She carried Noelle and Cruella.
Fiona: "Nothing but trouble.... We have to get out of here...."
Fiona ran.
Fiona: "Ghhhh...."
She stumbled.
(Crash!)
Fiona: "Ghhhh...."
The monster approached.
Fiona: "Ghh."
She closed her eyes....
Noelle: "Wait...."
Fiona: "Ugh...."
(Splach!)
Fiona: "Hahhhh...."
She saw the monster attack Noelle.
Noelle: "....I am sorry... Fiona.... Go... run.... away...."
Fiona: "But...."
Noelle: "Run.... away.... quickly.... Take Cruella with you...."
Fiona: "Hahh."
She held Cruella.
Fiona: "Noelle."
Noelle: "....I am as good as dead.... so.... run."
Fiona: "Ghh."
She ran away and looked back.
Fiona: "Hhh...."
Noelle: "Tell my brother that I am sorry...."
And suddenly, Noelle was gone.
(Splach!)
Fiona: "Ugh...."
The monster began to consume her.
Fiona: "Hhhhh...."
(A few hours later)
Parzival: "....Huh...."
Pinnochio: "Ugh...."
Fiona: "...I am.... sorry...."
Parzival: "What does that mean.... huh?!"
He grabbed her by the suit.
Parzival: "Damn it.... What does that mean.... My sister is dead.... This cannot be.... Just because she was left there."
Fiona: "If you think a person can survive after what happened to her there, then fine!!"
Parzival: "Ughhhh...."
Fiona: "I.... I saw it...."
Parzival: "But.... nobody ever said anything about a monster...."
Fiona: "I know that too.... That is why I was shocked myself...."
Edwardson: "Hmm...."
(Ringing!)
Lady Natasha: "Yes, hello."
Edwardson: "Miss Natasha.... as you told me, I was supposed to inform you.... We did have the picture.... but.... there was something we did not know, which is why a monster appeared from the picture...."
Lady Natasha: "Oh."
Edwardson: "Noelle.... is dead...."
Lady Natasha: "I understand...."
(Some time later)
(Dong!)....(Dong!)....(dong!)
Lady Natasha: "Ladies.... and gentlemen.... A wonderful girl has.... sadly passed away.... Noelle Williams.... was a wonderful person.... She cared about her friends and family...."
They brought out her coffin.
Lady Natasha: "All right...."
Parzival: "Ghhh...."
Fiona: "Hmm...."
Lady Natasha: "....A minute of silence for her.... would be appropriate...."
Parzival: "Ghhhh...."
(A few minutes later)
Fiona: "Hmm?"
She saw that Parzival was no longer there.
Fiona: "Hmm.... hahhh."
She walked toward the forest.
Fiona: "There you are.... I thought so."
Parzival: "What do you want?"
Fiona: "Are you okay....?"
Parzival: "No...."
Fiona: "Hmm...."
She leaned against the tree.
Fiona: "....Hmm."
Parzival: "I am sorry.... I know it was not your fault."
Fiona: "It was.... I should have saved her...."
Parzival: "Hahhh.... It is just like Noelle said.... You always blame yourself...."
Fiona: "Hmm."
Parzival: "When you work for Dark Umbrella.... it is obvious.... that you could end up like this...."
Fiona: "Hmm."
It was quiet....
Parzival: "Hmm."
Fiona: "Hm?"
Parzival: "Noelle wanted us to become friends again...."
Fiona: "Hh...."
Parzival: "Actually.... I loved you."
Fiona: "I know...."
Parzival: "How do you know?"
Fiona: "You stared at me the entire time and even asked the teacher if I was single.... Such a stupid question.... We were only 12."
Parzival: "Hehehehe.... You were popular.... Every boy wanted to be with the girl who had beautiful green eyes and a calm, beautiful voice...."
While Fiona, of course, never knew that as she was more of a quiet person rather then someone who like to to talk to other people
Fiona: "Were you really all like that?"
Parzival: "Hehe.... Have you forgotten how often people gave you flowers?"
Fiona: "Oh.... yes...."
Parzival: "That reminds me.... What did you do with them?"
Fiona: "Burned them and threw them away...."
Parzival: "What?"
Fiona: "Were you trying to kill me? I told you that I did not like flowers because of my allergy...."
Parzival: "Oh.... right...."
Fiona: "I burned them because I thought you wanted to kill me and were not trying to tell me that you wanted to talk to me."
Parzival: "(Sweats).... I guess flowers are not always.... good.... hehe...."
Fiona: "Hmm...."
Parzival: "Hahhh.... Let us go back...."
Fiona: "Okay...."
(A few hours later)
Klara: "Hahhhh....."
(Splash!)
Several dead women.
Klara: "And there we go.... that is done."
A statue made from the bodies of dead women.
Klara: "Oh oh yoy yoy.... You are beautiful.... hehehhehe.... Hehehe."
Clown of Envy: "You crazy bitch...."
He attacked her.
Klara: "What is it?"
Clown of Envy: "Why did you do that? You awakened the monster.... That was not part of the plan...."
Klara: "Oh, calm down, Clown of Envy...."
Clown of Envy: "Hahhhh.... What am I supposed to tell the Clown now?"
Klara: "Just tell him...."
Clown of Envy: "As you wish.... But do not be surprised if this is your last statue...."
Klara: "Hehehe...."
He disappeared.
Klara: "Hehehe...."