Auther Notes: Hey, I decided I'd do a few one shots to get back into the TSS mood. Well this is more than a one shot, a two chapter very small story, filled with what I hope you find funny. Well ok, we're off!

Come out…

His eyes snapped open at the sound of the small voice, creepy voice, that echoed through the ventilation system. Eye twitching Argost sat up in his bed.

Where did you go? Aw, c'mon…I'll give you a cookie…

"Miércoles!" the masked man snapped, standing up and draping his cloak over his shoulders before opening the ventilation shaft and shouting into it. "What are you doing?" There was a scuffling noise that sounded just above his head and he sighed through his nose, before thumping his head several times in frustration.

Finally a reply that wasn't so muffled. "Looking for Duke of Donuts!" He recoiled as she popped out of the shaft, blinking several times and giving him an impish grin her navy eyes glittering with mischief. "Hah! Scared you Chalk Man!"

"Don't be foolish," grabbing her by her forearms he tugged her out sitting her on the ground and looking down at her disapprovingly. "Why on earth would your doll be in the vents?"

"He got thirsty!" she explained a matter-of-fact tone. This child made him want to beat his head into a brick wall at times. Either that or beat her against the wall, but he found that'd be too messy and a waste of time, because then she'd haunt him... "Miko-chan told him not to go without her, but did he listen? Nooo…"

"Go back to bed," he seethed through his teeth, an odd hissing noise coming through the sharp canines. Irritation shot through him when he felt her grab his arm and tug with surprising strength.

"Duke of Donuts hates being alone at night!" Miko whined tugging on his forearm a bit harder and causing him to stumble. He face palmed, and was about to say no, when she twisted his arm causing him to let out a yelp of surprise. "Chalk Man wants to sleep right? Well he can as soon as he helps Miko-chan find her buddy!"

"Why on earth can't you use that failure of a dog to sniff out the little filthy dragon?" he affirmed.

"Yoski."

"What?" He questioned baffled at her plain statement.

"His name is Yoski." She confirmed what she was talking about through a slightly furrowed brow. "He isn't a failure. Besides, he'd eat Chalk Man." Ah yes, he'd forgotten that the dog, who looked half dead-because of Argost-hated his guts. He was a failure as a guard dog for Argost, but did a wonderful job at protecting Miko.

Once Argost had to repair his cloak because the beast had actually bitten through it. The masked man had mistakenly gotten too close to Miko, he'd been angry at her, she'd released one of his rarest cryptid after all. Yoski didn't seem to care either way, Argost was a threat to Miércoles' safety, and a threat must be removed. The immense behemoth had almost succeeded in ending his life. If it hadn't been for Miko and Munya, Argost was sure he would've been in Yoski's stomach.

"Fine, I will help you," Argost grumbled earning a cheer from his companion. The two set off, in search of a plush, that could be anywhere within Argost's mansion. Maybe he should just end it now, and beat his head into one of the stone walls…

The duo looked high and low, but found nothing. "He must be looking for us too!" Miko declared from where she was perched on Argost's shoulder.

"Don't be stupid," Argost grumbled, sleep weighting down his eyes. "I'm getting too old for this."

"Hey Chalk Man, how old are you suppose to get anyways?" the girl hummed, getting a better hold on his cloak so she wouldn't slide off.

"I never looked into it," Argost mumbled flipping on the lights of another room and looking around. "longer than humans I assume."

"Oh." Was her simple reply.

He pulled several books off a shelf, wondering if she'd crammed the plush behind some books, or something. Though that seemed unlikely, she loved that dragon plush, and treated it as if it was alive. Now that he thought about it…his steps halted.

"Miko," she blinked at him several times waiting for him to go on, the question lingered in his mind before he was finally able to state it. "Is that thing really alive?"

"Mm-hm…" she stated a grin appearing on her face again. "Hm…Miko-chan guesses you could call him a familiar…it's a manifestation of a clan members power. They receive a plush as an infant that grows with them."

"Tell me, why was your culture wiped out?" he stated slightly fascinated by her culture, and besides it took his mind off of the sleep that threatened to down him in the middle of the hallway they were now passing through.

"Miko-chan isn't entirely sure," Miko hummed drumming her fingers on his shoulder in thought. "Maybe we were a threat…"

"I see…" The two continued to on, Argost hoping that they'd run across the plush before dawn. Though not expecting any results in his favor.

To Be Continued…

R&R