Hèmǐn is a girl…. Still, nice story!

I'm flattered that you liked my suspicions idea!

Day Four, Part Two~

"What thee heck?" asked Xiaotuzi, staring at the windowsill in the Orange Suite.

Fudimo poked his head out of the bathroom where he was doing an elaborate face-cleansing process. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" he screeched, pointing his wand at Xiaotuzi. Nothing happened. "My wand doesn't work? MY STINKING WAND DOESN'T WORK!" Fudimo yelled. "I need to have a serious conversation with Miss Page of Booky..."

"Hey, what is that?" Rufus asked, pointing at the windowsill that Xiaotuzi was still staring at. The widowsill was glowing green, as was the floorboard that Xiaotuzi was standing on.

"What the heck?" muttered Rufus.

"That iiss what eyee just said," grumbled Xiaotuzi.

"Yeah, Rufu 

As the AEs and CAPTCHA watched, the glowing windowsill flipped over and revealed a razor-sharp knife sword strapped to it, as well as a secret compartment filled to the brim with assorted weapons, each as sharp as a shard of glass.

"The murderer must be in this Suite!" Sandra said, flapping her blue wings.

Rufus sighed. "Come on, that is EXACTLY what I was going to say. Can you read my mind? CAN YOU?" Sandra punched him in the gut as a reply.

"Hold on. Mei said that the murderer is in the Green Suite. How can the murderer be there and here?" asked Fudimo, coming out of the bathroom with green goo all over his face.

"Mabe onee offf them iiss aaaa rred herr ingg," Xiaotuzi offered.

"Maybe one of them is a red herring!" announced Rufus.

"Arre youu seri ouss?" Xiaotuzi muttered.

"Let's tell the others anyway. They'll want to hear about this." Sandra said, heading to the door. in her swim suit, which she'd cut wingholes in.

"Last one there is a rotten egg!" yelled Rufus, springing up and barrelling into Sandra.

"You're on!" she shouted, spreading her wings.

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"Come on. It's not a fair race if you fly!" Paige O'Booke heard Rufus say to Sandra.

"Whatever, Rotten-Egg Rufus," Sandra sneered, taking to the sky and diving into the lake.

Rufus stormed up the stairs built into the side of the cliff in a huff. 

Calm and relaxed, Paige O'Booke drifted off to sleep.

"OUT! Everybody get out of the water!" Booksy Owly screamed, spotting some scary-looking fish swimming towards the gorup of CBers in the water.

Everyone ran on shore except Hemin, who smiled and said, "Guys, come on. These are just fishies. Right?" Hemin stroked the scales of one of the fish. "Nice fishy. Nice fishy. Nice fish- OW!"

Hemin screamed as the 'nice' pirranah bit his finger. More pirannahs leapt from the lake onto Hemin, biting her and biting her until she sank beneath the waves and screamed no more.

"NOOOOO!" wailed Fudimo. A topper flew up to him, screamed "TOP!" directly in his ear, and flew away.

"Arg! Stupid topper," Fudimo hissed, doubling over. When he stood up, discovering his newfound strength, he mumbled, "Maybe I can cast a decent summoning spell now." He tried, and sighed. "Nope. Totally busted."

The disenheartened  CBers trudged up the steps, the murderer smiling wickedly as they went.

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Kate-the-Great sat atop Ellak, prepared to enter the Triangle again. Bookworm had indeed shown her some details she'd missed. For one, the fact that she could only travel to another dimension with Authorized Personell only. Bookworm claimed that she counted, since she'd already been there. For another, you needed to have a substance from the dimension to travel there, and Bookworm had pounds of maroon glitter in her hair, which she'd sprinkled on Kate-the-Great's entourage and herself.

"Ready?" Bookworm asked from behind Kate-the-Great.

Kate-the-Great shrugged. "Ready as I'll ever be, I guess."

With that, Kate-the-Great spurred Ellak, and they took off towards the chopping, swirling waves of the Bremuda Triangle... again.

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R.W.P., Hemin. Rest with pirannahs. 

Just so you know, everyone, don't stop reading if you die, you will come back later in the story!

Hint: The Admins will help you with that. 

Bye, Hèmǐn. We will miss you. RWP.

I died?! No!  

I wonder what happened to my wand….If it won't fix, then I'ma murder Dumbledore to get the Elder Wand! 

I also really liked the part about Xiǎo tùzǐ. Xiǎo tùzǐ, did you like it?

Nnoo. Iiii don't like rufs anny more. 

TOP!

ARG! My computer keeps glitching before I post! So sorry! Top, top, top!

Day Four, Part Three~

"Oh. My. Gosh. You have got to be kidding me," Booksy Owly said, staring at a certain sleeping Skylark, or more accurately, at the poisonous spider crawling across her cheek. Booksy grabbed Skylark's shoulders and shook her, yelling, "Wake up!" Booksy slapped her, stomped on her, screamed in her ear, tossed her off the bed, and even tickled her, but nothing woke her up.

Booksy picked the spider off Skylark's ankle and stepped on it. She glared at Skylark and sighed.

Skylark bolted upright, giving Booksy a dirty look. "Why do you have to sigh so loudly? I am TRYING to sleep here!"

"Well, I'm sorry for trying to save your life! There was a poisonous spider on you!" Booksy snapped.

"Saving my life? That's rich, coming from the murderer!" Skylark shot back, flapping her wings angrily.

"What do you mean?" Booksy asked, taken aback.

"I MEAN that since the doors are locked before everyone goes to sleep, and the windows have a security camera alarm system thingy, YOU must have put that spider on me and PRETENDED to save my life!" Skylark shouted.

"Unless the Admins did it," Booksy said sarcastically. Both girls looked at the Admins for 3.725 seconds before Skylark spoke again.

"I wish Bookworm was here. SHE would never try to kill me in my sleep, even if she did murder Chili."

"Hey Admins, where is Bookworm?" Booksy Owly asked.

"We do not have that information, miss," the five Admins said in blank-faced unison.

"Hey, how do I know YOU'RE not the murderer?" Booksy accused, turning back to Skylark.

"Oh yeah, that makes perfect sense, except for one thing: why, exactly, would I try to kill myself?" Skylark asked, fluttering her wings.

"Maybe you did it to cover your tracks, and the spider wasn't really going to kill you."

"And why, exactly, would I steal Bookworm"s knife, kill Chili with it, and then accuse Bookworm of doing it?"

"Fine, whatever."

"Maybe it's all a red herring and the murderer wants us to turn on each other," Skylark offered.

"You"re a red herring!" Booksy yelled.

"No, you are!"

This argument continued for some time, until Booksy said "Maybe Fudimo's the murderer!"

"That't the first sensible thing you've said," Skylark exclaimed. " He could turn invisible..."

"And avoid the surveillance cameras..."

"As he Wingardium Leviosa-ed himself up here! It's perfect!" Skylark finished. "Wait, no... I still think you're the murderer." 

"Oh, lay off. Let's just get some sleep," Booksy Owly muttered.

"Goodnight, murderer," Skylark singsonged as she crawled into bed.

Booksy Owly clenched her fists and crawled into her bed, thinking, I'll show her... I'll show her...

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Kate-the-Great and Bookworm screamed as they flew into the swirling clouds. "Go up!" screamed Bookworm. "That's the only way!" Kate-the-Great steered Ellak higher and higher as the rain pounded harder and harder and Ellak's back became slipperier and slipperier...

Kate-the-Great heard Bookworm's scream but didn't comprehend it... she grabbed Cardinal as she began falling behind... Kate-the-Great felt hands grabbing  at her legs and looked down... she saw Bookworm falling into the churning waves as Kate-the-Great flew too high to help... then Kate-the-Great lost consciousness and everything went black once more.

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