Gilbert walked out of the bathroom and looked at Frank who was kneeling down at the nose-bleeding Rowd.

"Oh, for christ's sake. I barely touched the guy." Gilbert said as he shrugged his shoulders. Frank began giggling with a large grin on his face, "Um...Sir Gilbert," he said as he pointed towards Gilbert's legs.

Gilbert looked down to find that his pants are still down, and his heart-patterned boxers were all that was showing. Gilbert's face turned red and he quickly pulled his pants back up, and buckled his buckle.

Then, without notice, there was a large explosion. Causing all of L'Rennouille to shake. Rachel and Lawrence ran into the room.

"Gilbert, sir," Rachel said with a salute, "we spotted a man dressed in all black plant a small explosive of sorts and we attempted to catch him, but we failed."

Lawrence continued for her, "He's definatley somewhere in the castle. Who knows why or where he is, but he's somewhere."

Gilbert scratched his nicely cut goatee in thought, "Okay, we're going to have to split up. Rachel, take to the rooftops. Lawrence, go outside and see what you can find. Rowd, check all of the dorm rooms on this floor. Frank, do ghostly stuff and find him. I'll look somewhere else. Ready? GO!"

With that, everyone scattered and left the room. Even Rowd, thought he couldn't see straight. Though Gilbert stayed in his place.

Ahhh, Gilbert thought to himself and he laid down in his bed, Finally some peace and quiet... And with that, he drifted off.

"Rachel?" Lawrence asked with a confused look.

"Yeah."

"Who is Frank?"

"I don't even want to know," she said as they split up at the double stairway. One went up, the other went down.

What kind of task is this for me? Frank thought, I'm dead for goodness sake! Do ghostly stuff? WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?! What do I look like, his slave?

Frank just continued floating through wall after wall after wall...

Rowd sat down outside of Gilbert's door, with his nose still bleeding all over the place.