Sneezy's birthday

Still Sneezy's POV

First they asked Happy to go with them to a different room in the castle. Then Dopey. Then Grumpy. After that they decided to question the rest of us in pairs. It was Sleepy and Doc and then Bashful and me.

The men were getting frustrated. They told us that since so far everyone has been innocent, one of us, or even both us was going to get arrested.

They took us into a dark room with only one light in it. Bashful held onto my arm the whole way to the room. "S-Sneezy w-what's going to h-h-happen?" Bashful trembled with each step we took. I felt so bad for Bash. But why was he so nervous? Truly he had to be innocent.

So why would he be so nervous?

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We sat on the two chairs that were placed in front of a table. One man was sitting on the other side. The other two were by his side.

"Alright we're just going to get straight to it. Which one of you killed a man named: Brad Bayle?" Brad? But wasn't his death a suicide?

"No he did not commit suicide. We investigated further and found that his death was not a choice he made." It felt like this guy was reading my mind. Maybe he was? I better watch what I think.

"So. Which one of you did it?" We didn't answer. The room stayed quiet for about ten seconds while they waited for one of us to answer. "Neither of us did it. We're not murderers. You should just call off this piece of shit interview." Bashful said in a calm, blank, emotionless expression.

He almost looked...broken. I've never heard him cuss before. So I sat there as shocked as the interviewer was. "Alright then go. No seriously get out!" He pointed to the door. We can just leave? Bashful stood up took my hand and dragged me out the door.

"B-Bashful waait!" He dragged me until we were at the end of the hall. "Bashful...what was that back there?" He looked at me so dead and emotionless. "Sneezy I have to tell you something."

"Can you first tell me why you sound so blank and emotionless? What's going on with you?" Bashful looked at the ground. "No. It can wait. I'll tell you later." He let go of my hand. "What?" "I said I'll tell you later." His firm blank voice actually sounded really creepy.

Well I guess he'll tell me later. "When I tell you...I just want you to promise me that you won't get mad...please." His voice cracked at the last part of his sentence. What could Bashful possibly want to tell me?

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Meanwhile in the interviewing room....

"You'd really just let them go like that?" One of the men in the black suits asked the brown haired man in the black suit. (Woah. Maybe I should give them names •~•)

"I have a plan in mind. I'm sending both of you to keep an eye on those last two dwarfs. Watch their every move. Everywhere. I know those two aren't innocent."