Knowledge was the only thing she was good at. Being able to solve simple
math equations that others would find difficulty upon, clicking the
pieces of real-life puzzles together, and just merely being able to know
the history of each and every monster they came across for her was just
a breeze. It wouldn't take a genius to know why everyone in the group
always turned to her when they encountered a problem. She'd be the one
to solve it, of course. And what made her wits truly remarkable was that
she was able to solve everything that came into her way.
But why couldn't she solve this?
Vivi felt like banging her head repeatedly on the table as she continued to stare at her notes, which was mainly consisted of rushed scribbles and multiple doodles. She took a bite out of her doughnut, eyes transfixed on the paper as she continued to gather everything she had written down. She remembered grabbing her notebook the moment they had left that mansion a week ago and had written everything she remembered encountering. It was too bad that her hands didn't work as fast as her mind did.
Arthur picked at his breakfast, bored out of his mind. He had been rather quiet ever since the mansion incident, and it wasn't a surprise as to why he wasn't talking right now. Vivi didn't depend on his take of it anymore, anyway. Mystery had to be left outside because of the restrictions of animals inside the building. It didn't matter, though, because his collar was connected to a chain that was held by the side of a rail.
She then glanced at a doodle she made of the ghost that had chased them back at the mansion. For some reason, he seemed to resemble someone she knew. Who he resembled was something she couldn't remember. But how can that be? She didn't know many people, besides of all the monsters and ghosts they had encountered in the past and of the acquaintances she had made by then. But the way his hair was styled and of the heart he had really drew in some recognizable traits...
"Vivi, are you done yet?" Arthur asked, dropping his fork on the plate in front of him. "We've been here for half an hour. You'd be, like, done by now, right?"
"And you still haven't finished your food," She commented as she motioned towards the plate full of eggs in front of him that remained untouched.
"Well, neither have you." Arthur crossed his arms, giving his friend a look. She merely shrugged.
"I'm working on it. Right now, I'm focusing on trying to figure out who that ghost was."
"Vivi, drop it," Arthur stated in a flat tone. "I doubt we'll be going back there anytime soon, and if you can't recognize him now, then you never will."
"Arthur, through all the investigations we ran, we ALWAYS knew who was the supposed 'ghost' or 'monster'," Vivi commented, using finger quotations. "What if this 'ghost' is just someone under a mask like the others!?"
"What would it matter to you?" Arthur asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Because!" Vivi exclaimed before slumping in her seat. "I...I always know the reason behind things."
Arthur arched one of his eyebrows, giving her a look. Vivi ignored this as she shook her head, taking another bite of her doughnut.
"Vivi, you don't HAVE to know EVERYTHING," Arthur commented in a quiet tone. "Just because you don't know something doesn't mean you're stupid."
"Yeah, and not knowing something leads to ignorance, which is the last thing I need," Vivi rolled her eyes, shrugging. "But I really want to know why that ghost chased us. And why...he didn't attack me."
Arthur stared at her for a few moments before going back to picking at his eggs. Vivi sighed in irritation, knowing that her friend would remain like that for the rest of their breakfast. This, clearly, wouldn't lead anywhere, and she knew she wouldn't go far researching the same page of notes over and over again by herself.
"Arthur?" She asked.
He glanced up at her, but remained silent.
"Do you know something about the ghost?" She asked, making sure her words were visibly heard. Arthur didn't respond, but made eye contact with her for a few seconds. He broke it afterwards by glancing down back at his eggs, looking a bit hesitant.
"I know you know something," She commented as she observed him pick at his eggs a bit more. "It's easy to tell when someone's keeping something from you, you know."
Arthur's eyes darted up to hers, but quickly went back to the eggs as he cleared his throat. He didn't say anything, and Vivi groaned.
"Fine, then. Don't tell me. But don't be surprised if you end up paying the bill."
Normally, Arthur would reject to having to pay for a meal that she suggested for them in the first place, but he had complied as he then took the receipt, looking it over. Vivi's eyes narrowed as she watched him do so.
She was sure that she'd get him to talk. Eventually.
When they made their way back to the van, Vivi made sure to slam her car door shut once they had came in. Arthur cringed a bit at the loud noise, but didn't say anything as he turned on the ignition. Mystery sat between them, looking at the humans beside him with uncertainty. Vivi had her arms crossed while Arthur placed his hands on the steering wheel, looking both uncertain and tense as his eyes focused on the road.
The dog exhaled out of his nose as he curled up into a ball and closed his eyes. It would be a long way home.
Arthur stopped the van in front of Vivi's house, and the female had stepped out of the van in silence. She made sure to slam the door once more, and Arthur had jumped a bit. She ignored this as she clutched her notebook in her arms, stepping onto the trail to her house in silence without even saying a "goodbye".
Arthur frowned before starting the van back up and driving away. Mystery watched Vivi step onto her porch until they took a turn, immediately blocking his sight of the house. The dog then turned his head at Arthur, whom was too busy focusing on the road to notice.
The dog then went back to his position before and closed his eyes. It was currently nighttime, and their day hadn't been the brightest. Vivi and Arthur remained in conflict for most of the day and seemed to refuse to talk to each other. The dog ended up being in an uncertain spot between them, which was a rather new feeling for him because he was always connected to his owners whenever they were together. All 4-
Well, all 2 of them.
But the connection was lost ever since they stumbled upon that mansion. The dog dug his head deeper into the seat in silence. Why couldn't Arthur tell Vivi what had happened!? She was clearly suffering from memory loss, but that was because of Lewis' action on erasing the incident from her memory. But why would Lewis want for her to remember if he had intended for her to forget it in the first place? And why couldn't she catch onto it, either? Clearly, if she were trying to remember the gang's past, she'd remember him and of the mess they had to go through!
The dog shook his head at his thoughts. All of those would be answered. Eventually.
"I-I mean, it's not like I WANT to tell her, but I know I'm going to have to! If she remembers what happened, then she'll, like, KILL me!"
Mystery blinked as he continued walking beside Arthur to their house, giving his master an uncertain look. What was he ranting on about now?
"I liked her before Lewis did, so if she just fell in love with me, she wouldn't be so heartbroken about his loss! And then it wouldn't be, like, a big deal, right? But, NOO, she just HAD to go and like him!"
Mystery felt his eyelids drop as they then entered the house. Arthur shut the door behind them and had turned on the lights, which had illuminated the kitchen and of the living room. Mystery hopped on his doggy bed and curled into a ball before resting his head, watching as his master paced around in the kitchen.
"And why couldn't Lewis like HER instead of Vivi!?" Arthur exclaimed, narrowing his eyes. "She was head-over-heels for him, so why couldn't he be crazy over her? They would've been a perfect match! A-And Vivi and I would be, too! That's, like, how it should be, right!?"
He then turned to Mystery, whom had given him a blank look before turning his head in a different direction, uninterested.
"Oh, c'mon, Mystery," Arthur rolled his eyes. "Can you just, like, help me out here? I don't want to remind Vivi of her heart being broken, but I don't want to get rejected, either! It'll split the gang apart!"
Mystery turned his head to his master, giving him a knowing look.
"W-Well, it'd split us apart, and not the gang, per se, because, well, technically, we've already parted..."
He shook his head.
"Never mind. But what's important is that Vivi shouldn't remember about Lewis' death. She'll KILL me if she figured out I pushed him off that cliff...But it wasn't my fault! You know that, right, Mystery?"
The dog's eyes widened as he looked at his master, whom had been giving him an uncertain look. The dog nodded his head, which had got Arthur to exhale in relief. Mystery then looked to the ground, feeling a bit guilty on the situation.
Arthur continued to ramble for the rest of the night, and the dog barely got any rest. But it was only a matter of time before Arthur remembered that his job was tomorrow morning, and had immediately gone into getting to bed. That took awhile, but it wasn't long until the house was silent for the rest of the night.
And, as Mystery started into darkness, he felt a chill run up his spine. The dog shivered as he looked around the room in confusion. Did the air conditioner turn on?
But the dog froze as his eyes locked with pink ones.