Chapter 8

Whodunit?

 

The rain was still coming down hard. According to one of the sisters at the first aid station, it was nearing nightfall. The weather outside made it almost impossible to tell.

After a while, Ate and Cueball walked in.

"Whew," said Ate. "What's that smell?"

"Yeah," added Cueball. "It smells like a dead cat."

"That would be Gohan," mentioned Smirk. Cueball and Ate looked over at Gohan then looked at each other.

"You don't think..." Cueball trailed off.

"Think what?" inquired Min.

"Well, on my way here, I accidentally stepped on a cat," said Ate.

"Right," continued Cueball. "I peeled it off his boot and thought it might be fun to see how far I could throw it."

"And?!" Gohan said anxiously, awaiting a response.

"And, I threw it. We heard a thud and figured it hit a beggar or an old hag. We didn't think it hit you," said Cueball. Min, Kaerith, Smirk, Kechara, and Charjer giggled.

"You know what this means, right?" asked Charjer.

"What?" Ate said questioningly.

"You have to help bathe him," answered Kechara. They all laughed except for Ate, Cueball, and Gohan.

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