Varine & Vincent's Night of Plans

[InsaneShannon]

I'm just gonna get this story over with. I'm filling up the Humor area as it is.
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~~~Chapter 1: A Wedding?~~~

"VINCENT NICHOLAS VAN RYLANDS, GET DOWN HERE!" Lady Coraline Van Rylands exploded.

In the upper level of their four-story mansion, twin eleven-year-olds Vincent and Varine were in their shared bedroom.

"Uh-oh," Varine said. "What did you do, Vincent?"

"I hope I'm not in serious trouble," replied Vincent. "Do you think this is about how we behaved last time, when Anna baby-sat?"

Varine shrugged.

Vincent and Varine were both tall children, with black hair. Varine had misty gray eyes, while Vincent's eyes were sky blue. Apart from their eye colors, the twins were a lot alike. They were also close and always looked out for each other. Varine was younger than Vincent by two minutes, and he often made sure she was okay.

"VINCENT! IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE, I'LL TAKE AWAY ALL OF YOUR PRIVILEGES!" Lady Van Rylands was shouting.

Vincent felt a little scared of his mother. "Varine, how about you go downstairs? To see what Mum is angry with me for?"

"Sure," Varine said, smiling lightly. She walked downstairs to face the angry Lady Van Rylands.

"What are you doing down here? Where's Vincent?" she shrieked.

Varine tried not to be too afraid. "Mum, Vincent's wondering why you're angry with him."

Lady Van Rylands was angered more to learn Vincent didn't know why he was in trouble. "He keeps teasing Anna Panalova about how she isn't married. Do you know how he keeps saying 'Oh, Anna, why don't you find anyone? Does no one have an eye for you?' I feel that it's very rude, and Anna's personal life is none of his business."

Anna Panalova Wells was the baby-sitter of Varine and Vincent. She was twenty-six years old, and had light brown hair and brown eyes. Vincent and Varine met her the previous year, and she has since been a family friend.

"Varine, would you go get--oh, never mind. Valerie!" Lady Van Rylands called to Varine and Vincent's fourteen-year-old sister, Valerie.

Valerie Van Rylands was the oldest Van Rylands child. She had short, black hair, and glistening, twilight-green eyes. Unlike any older sister of today, she didn't think of her siblings as ignorant twits. She truly loved her siblings and spent a lot of time with them.

"Yes, mother?" Valerie asked, looking up from a book she was reading.

"I want you to get Vincent, please," Lady Van Rylands said. "And, Varine, you may be excused." But as soon as she said it, Anna Panalova emerged from the door of the mansion.

"Oh, Anna, good morning," Lady Van Rylands greeted warmly.

"Hey, Vincent, it's Anna!" Varine called, and with that her brother promptly sprinted down the stairs.

"Hello, Coraline, Valerie, Vincent, Varine," Anna said, smiling. "Where's your husband, Coraline?"

"Richard's working," Lady Van Rylands said, referring to her husband, Lord Richard Van Rylands.

"How come you came today, Anna?" Vincent said. "Oh, and I'm sorry for all the remarks about you and men." He had heard his sister and his mother talking about it.

"That's quite all right," Anna replied warmly. "You don't need to worry. I have great news!"

"What?" Varine and Vincent said at the same time.

Anna said, "I'm going to be getting married!"
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Wow. I've never written a chapter this long, I don't think.

[InsaneShannon]

Why is this in the Humor area? Well, many parts of it are funny. You'll see soon.
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~~~Chapter 2: Murder In The Area~~~

"Married?" Vincent asked. "Are you proving up to my remarks?"

"Vincent," Lady Van Rylands said in her nicer, but firm voice. "That was very rude of you. Apologize."

"It's fine, Mrs. Van Rylands," Anna said quickly. "He doesn't have to apologize. I'm doing fine."

After Lady Van Rylands had sent them off, Varine asked, "So, will you tell us which man has asked you to marry him?"

"I can't tell. I'll never tell," said Anna, turning playful. "He is a little older, and he's been unmarried all his life."

"How could he accomplish that, Anna?" Valerie said, joining the conversation.

Anna looked thoughtful. "Well, he says that many women weren't interesting enough, until me, of course."

"Did he have any fangirls?" Vincent asked.

Anna nodded. "Many. But he didn't take an interest to them."

Varine looked at Vincent, hoping he wouldn't jump to conclusions like he usually did, but this time, he did.

"Is it possible he was lying? That he really loved one of the fangirls, and is marrying you to make her jealous?"

Varine and Valerie looked at each other, exchanged exasperated sighs, and turned away from one another.

"Some things never change," Valerie whispered. Varine nodded and turned to face Vincent and Anna.

Anna laughed. "Now, Vincent, don't jump to any conclusions."

After Anna was finished, she and the kids exchanged good-byes, and Anna left.

"Let's check the newspaper," Varine said. "I heard there were very interesting stories this week."

They looked at it, and something caught their eyes.

"Look at this," said Vincent. He pointed to a headline that said: 'Twelfth murder concerning man's wife'. "Listen to this, Vari. 'At 2:00 yesterday morning, rich heiress Sylvia Kassel was found outside in front of her mansion, clad only in a nightgown, but deceased. 'I couldn't believe my eyes,' says Kassel's widower, Barkis Bittern. 'I don't know what happened, but it looked as if someone had tossed her out of the window.' Bittern and Kassel had been married less than twenty-four hours before her death. This is the twelfth incident concerning a woman married to Bittern. 'Fortunatley, no one stole her money,' Bittern says. 'I hope to someday use it to bulid a foundation or monument for her.' Investigators have not enough evidence, but it looks as if she threw herself out the window. Bittern has now moved on and is engaged to Anna Wells'." Vincent turned to his sister.

"Barkis has never been married, or HAS he?"