A/N- Kk, so I know my last story sucked, but that's because I didn't really put my heart into it. This one, I'm gonna "forget" to do my homework just so I have time to make this worth reading.

HERE WE GO!

"Hey, Mr. Jones, did you meet the new neighbor yet?" Indigo asked Alfred, leaning slightly over the fence. Indigo was a short Filipino girl whose family lived right next to Alfred. No matter what, the 16-year-old always wore a hippie-style head band that she made herself.

"What new neighbor? And how did you get up there? You're so short." Alfred replied.

"Big brother lost a bet, so now he's my slave like in that one episode of the Brady Bunch. So, now I'm standing on him. Oh! Right, the new neighbor! You see that old creepy house right next to yours, the one that small children try to avoid?"

"Yeah. It's been for sale for nine years. Don't tell me someone actually bought it."

"Yup. It was dark when he came, though. Like, around 10:30 or something. I'm pretty sure he's from Europe. Somewhere around Russia, I think."

"Russia, huh? That explains it."

Indigo giggled a little before saying "Well, I have to go, don't wanna be late for school! See you later, Mr. Jones!"

Alfred had off from work that day, so he spent his time watching TV and playing video games. Typical…

11:47. That was the time. Alfred fell asleep watching UFO Hunters a few hours ago. He felt chilly, so he went to the kitchen to close the window. Through said window, he saw a small light, like one from a few candles, in a window in the "creepy old house". He looked at it for a while, and then he saw… his new neighbor.

'He's as pretty as a girl…' Alfred thought to himself. He was right. The other man had a soft face, chocolate-coloured locks going down a little past his shoulder. He was wearing a white, button-down shirt. It wasn't one you'd see on a businessman, either. Very fancy and vintage.

Alfred watched him carefully, noticing every last tiny thing he did. He was sewing something, a piece of fabric, Al couldn't tell what it was. His fingers were thin, moving the needle through the fabric quickly and precisely.

This went on for about a half hour, Alfred watching the mysterious man, until finally, the man looked up. From what Alfred could see, he was just sitting there, looking at him malevolently. When Al blinked, the candlelight was gone, and so was his neighbor. He stood there in silence, in fear.

Next thing he heard was a loud knock at the door. Alfred didn't want to open it. He felt a bead of sweat rolling down his brow.

'Oh sh-t,' he thought, 'I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die so hard I'll get killed because of it. That made no sense.' He swallowed, and slowly walked toward the door. When he opened it, guess who was there.

A/N- Short, I know, but I promise, next one's gonna be longer. && more Prussian. Get it? Prussian=Awesome. I'm gonna stop being a nerd now.

I can't promise you anything, but I'll try to get the next chapter up by Saturday.

K THX BAI!