Authors Note: Id like to say that I NEED some constructive critiscisim. Im not the kind of person who likes criticsim but I am a person who NEEDS it. Sometimes weird things are written when im bored but other times realy serious things are written as well. So here's my serious side. Hope you enjoy!

Credit where credit is do… Coraline belongs to Neil Gaimen and Henry Selick.

Coraline imdeiatly awoke when she heard something downstairs. It has been a month since she escaped the 'Other World' and she still had nightmares about it.

Coraline quickly got out of bed and grabbed something to protect her. "This'll do…" She whispered to herself. As she walked down the floors creeked. "Shut up…!"

As soon as she got down the stairs she looked into the Parlor to see if there was anything in there. She then ran to the kitchen and peered inside to find someone was in there. As she slowly crepped behind the person she raised her weapon and swung it at the persons head. "OW!" The figure looked up at Corline. "H-hey Jonesy, what was that for?" Coraline saw it was Wybie and she breathed out a sigh of releif.

"Dang it Why-Were-You-Born! You s- I mean startled me!" Coraline and Wybie after pestering their parents or in Wybies situation his grandmother, for a sleepover, they FINALY got to do there sleepover!

"S-sorry Jonesy… I just COULDN'T eat what your dad made, so I came down here for a midnight snack." Wybie managed to say while rubbing the back of his head.

"Hmph… I don't blame you, Im a bit hungry too." Coraline got up on the counter top to look for food in the counters.

"H-hey Jonesy?" Wybie asked. "What is it, Why-Were-You-Born." Coraline asked.

Wybie flinched. "Errr… I was wondering wh-what was behind th-the d-d-door…" Wybie clenched his fists together scared of Coralines reply.

There was a pause for a second. "Why?" She finaly snapped at Wybie.

"I dunno… Just curious as to see what is there…"

"Well… You wanna see for yourself?" Coraline asked worriedly.

"…"

"Well?" Coraline grew inpatient.

Wybie laughed nervously. "Cute, Jonesy. Youd NEVER let me through that door…"

Coraline shrugged. "Ok, if you don't wanna see it…"

"I do!" Wybie screamed happily.

"Shhhh! Why-Were-You-Born, or youll wake up all of Oregon!"

Wybie covered his mouth then whispered, "I DO wanna see."

"Ok…W-we'll go to get the key tomorrow… Seriously Wybie the things I do for you." Coraline said

They both found some food a few mintues later. Coraline had a simple peanut butter sandwich, while Wybie got string cheese.

"So Jonesy, your sure your not just tricking me? You know to like push me down the well while we get the key?"

Coraline looked up alittle shocked. "What? Wybie im 11 im no murderer…" She took a bite of her sandwich. "I seriously wouldn't even consider pushing you down… That's just SICK."

"O-ok… Im just checking Jonesy. Are we gonna get up early tomorrow to get it?"

Coraline shook her head. "We should probably wait till noon. So you can go see if you have a fishing pole in your house, cause im sure as ever that I don't own one."

"F-fishinhg pole? Why?"

"To fish the key out." Coraline took her plate to the sink. "Come on Why-Were-You-Born lets get back to bed."

Coraline got in bed as Wybie got in his sleeping bag on the floor. 'She's dead… Or atleast she HAS to be, its been a MONTH she surely should have starved…' Coraline thought as she went to sleep. 'Right?'

Oopsy a cliff hanger. Sorry, but maybe some reveiws will encourage me to right more? :3

R&R? They tis cool.