Erm, hey, I'm new to this website and to writing fanfiction on the Morganville series (however I've been a fan for ages), so please don't be too harsh on me :) I own none of the characters, but the OC's
"Okay, Myrnin. What's the big emergency. Because I have a date to be at in 10 minutes." Claire asked with a scowl as she stomped down the stairs into the lab. Her eyes widened when Myrnin twirled around-quite literally-with Bob sitting in the palm of his hand.
"Bob wishes for you to coddle him." He replied in his matter-of-factly voice. Claire gaped at him and shook her head.
"You can not be serious, Myrnin." She groaned while rubbing her temples. Myrnin continued, not acknowledging her annoyance. "As I have told you before, my dear Claire, Bob sees you a mother figure. However you have not acted as one and Bob seems very melancholy." Myrnin frowned at Claire and stroked Bob lovingly. Claire glared at both of them. She had honestly had enough of Myrnin and Bob the spider.
"Myrnin, I do not have time to help you with your weird obsession with that spider!" She hissed, trying not to attack him with something pointy. Myrnin's head snapped up and he stared at her with sadness in his eyes. Claire sighed in frustration and turned away, heading for the portal. "I'm sorry, Myrnin, but I'm late. I...I'll come back later to see Bob." She said while unlocking the portal. Without saying another word, she stepped into the blackness and let it envelop her.
Myrnin sighed and put Bob back into his tank. "I apologize, Bob, but Claire seems to be too busy today. She even left the portal unlocked." Bob crawled back into his web as Myrnin strolled past the mountains of books towards the portal. "Does she not understand that if the portal is not locked, that not only can I be dragged into a completely different part of Morganville, which would be no problem, but a completely different dimension? The modern generation do not think of these things anymore." He complained to Bob.
"And farther more-" Before Myrnin could continue, a hand reached out and grabbed his forearm. Out of pure shock, he was able to be dragged into the dark and into a completely different world...
When Myrnin fell out of the portal, someone squeaked and the hand on his arm released, causing him to fall flat on his face. "Oh my god! I'm so s-sorry, I thought you were my friend h-hiding." A stuttering voice babbled as Myrnin flipped onto his back. He looked up to see a young girl staring back at him. Her light brown hair fell over most of her face, however he could see she was average teenager with freckles dotting her face and bright-ish blue-green eyes with brown flecks and black eyeliner enhancing them. The only odd thing Myrnin noticed was that her pale pink lips had fake blood running down from her mouth to her chin.
Noticing him staring at her lips, the girl blushed crimson. She laughed nervously.
"Gotta love Halloween, huh? Fake blood and gore. Awesome." Myrnin also realized she had an English accent to her slightly high voice. Then it all clicked.
"Mistress Chloe?" From her eyes widening, he was right. "Erm...you know me? Oh crap, sorry. Lemme help you." She held her hand out to Myrnin which he took after a moments hesitation. Once he stood, he had a good look at her, although he wished he hadn't. Chloe was dressed in a long, flowing, strapless white dress splattered with fake blood with matching heels and a veil pinned to her hair. It made him feel sick. And to make matters worse, when she gave him a small, embarrassed smile he saw that she was wearing fake fangs.
"So, erm, are you okay? Didn't get any brain damage, right? Because I really don't want to get sued." Chloe joked, clearly embarrassed. Myrnin gave her a smile and once again she blushed.
"I'm quite alright, my dear. I see you don't remember me though?" He asked and frowned when she shook her head. "That's fine, perhaps you shall remember in time. May I ask where I am?" Myrnin asked, now looking around. It was a long hallway full of lockers, doorways and children. A school? He seemed to have fallen out of the janitors closet. Chloe raised her eyebrows.
"Oh, you're a sub. That's cool, this is the science corridor. I didn't think subs would be bothered dressing up for Halloween and-oh my god, are those vampire bunny slippers?!" She squeaked, making Myrnin raise his eyebrows. He forget he had them on.
"Why yes, they are." He replied calmly. Chloe giggled. "You totally remind of-" Her face turned bright red again and she quickly stopped herself. Myrnin waited, but she stayed quiet. Myrnin held out his hand.
"May I escort you to...wherever you're going?" Myrnin asked with knee melting smile. Chloe fell for his charm.
"S-sure, but do you mind if we don't hold hands? I think everyone would get the wrong idea." Myrnin nodded and let her lead the way.
As they walked, people stared at the both of them and Chloe's cheeks turned pink. Myrnin stared right back and every one of them looked away. And all were dressed up. Chloe saw Myrnin staring.
"Yeah, who would have thought so many people loved Halloween. I guess it just gives us a reason to look and act silly. However, I do that everyday." Chloe shrugged. There was something about Myrnin that made her comfortable, although she didn't even know his name.
Chloe started to slow down as they reached a concrete area between buildings and was full of nerdy guys and few girls dressed up in Halloween outfits.
"Welcome to the outcasts." Chloe muttered as a few guys and a girl walked over. The girl chucked Chloe a barrel bag, which she barely caught and sent the girl a dirty look. Myrnin looked at the closely and read the writing on the front 'Trans-National Bite Club' and on the side 'First rule about the Bite Club: You don't talk about the Bite Club'. Myrnin smirked at this.
"Hey guys, this is..." Chloe looked at Myrnin confused. Myrnin stepped forward and bowed, making them raise their eyebrows.
"Myrnin." Chloe's eyes bulged and the girl snickered.
"Erm...y-yeah and he's a subby." Chloe continued staring at Myrnin until one of the boys slid his arms around her waist. She yelped quietly.
"Not in front of a teacher, Kyle." She whispered fiercely at the boy. He pouted, but removed his arms and stepped beside her. Myrnin cocked his head to the side and stared at the boy. He wear a tuxedo that had several rips for effect and fake blood on his shirt and face.
"Well, it was nice seeing you again, Chloe. Good day to you." Myrnin bowed once more, to Chloe and strolled off. Only to hide behind another building, out of sight.
"Wow, freaky guy." The boy, Kyle, said and the others laughed in agreement. "I think he's cool. But I don't understand why he thinks we've met before. I think I would have remembered a guy wearing vampire bunny slippers." Chloe said with confusion laced into her voice.
"But y'know who he reminds me of?" Another girl asked, giggling.
"I know, Julie. Myrnin from the Morganville books. Seriously, if he was real, he would looked exactly like that. That guy must be a hardcore fan to even change his name to Myrnin." Myrnin listened, confused. Morganville books? Someone was writing books on Morganville? Amelie would not like to hear this. Although he did not know what kind of reaction he would get telling Amelie that Chloe was alive.
A shrill bell went off and the group of friends groaned. They departed, going they're separate ways, however, Chloe and Kyle stayed behind for a minute.
"Meet me at the janitors closet after school." Kyle whispered to Chloe before leaving.
Now this doesn't sound good...