•.. The Captain and The Detective

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CHAPTER THREE
Who Do You Think You Are?

James sighed as his hand was placed on his face. It was the next day. The sleeping problem was yet to be solved, and this time, James couldn't be bothered solving it. "-You entered my room, you said, 'George', and then you threw yourself out of the window!" Captain complained. It had happened again.

"Well, look, I don't even realise I'm doing it." Lady Button told the man in front of her. James looked around the room, he stood slouched. Even though he was a ghost, it never held how tired he could be. Strange, isn't it?

"Perhaps there's something deeply buried reason why you feel like you have to re-enact..." Pat paused as he walked up to Lady Button.

"Maybe try jumping out of the window before bed," Kitty suggested. James shrugged at the suggestion. Wouldn't work but good try though. "...get it out of the way." Captain denied it. The man with the long coat just decided to lay on the floor. Normal thing to do, totally.

Despite being dead, the Ghosts still needed sleep. Well, not entirely but James still felt incredibly sleepy in the mornings. "No, it's not so much the jumping, it's the screaming that's annoying." The Detective nodded, his head smacking off the floor each time as he agreed with Captain, who gave him a concerned look.

"Yes, that's a compromise. Keep the jumping, but do it silently." Julian smiled. Stupid. How could she keep her gob shut if she's falling from high up? James groaned as he pushed himself up, leaning on his elbows on either side of him.

"Staying hush whilst falling from a height?" Mary "questioned". "Tush and flops."

"Look, perhaps I scream because..."

"-Because you were utterly terrified." James spoke up, his eyes scanning the roof of the building as he lay on the floor. "I mean, you were pushed out the window by the husband you call George. Why wouldn't you scream from the top of your lungs?" James furrowed his eyebrows. Obviously. "Now, can we stop talking about a man named George and just... shut up and find a solution?"

"James." Captain warned with a sigh. James looked at him with a confused look.  A look which the Captain would almost call innocent. 'What did I do?' James thought to himself. Captain turned back to Lady Button. "No, look, no screaming. That's all I ask. Is that reasonable? Good." James rolled his eyes when Robin caught his attention.

"Oh! Argh! Eeh!" Robin made a box with his hands. "Box. Move." James slowly stood up with a groan, walking beside the others at the got to the window. "Wheel." He moved it, copying the sounds of an engine.

"Motor car." Captain told him when Robin yelled it. There was indeed a car outside. James placed an arm around the nearest shoulders, Captain glanced at him before he continued looking out the window. Hm. The detective watched as the car started to slow down.

"Wow. It's like a blooming spaceship." Pat said as he stared at the car.

James watched with furrowed eyebrows. What were they doing here? "Poor creatures must be lost." Thomas guessed. The two people exited the car, a man and a woman. "It's Kim Wilde." Pat smiled. Robin looked at him with confusion.

"Let me pluck out my eyes for never will I see such beauty again." Thomas gawked at the woman who started walking towards the house. James smirked as he removed his arm from around the Captains shoulders.