Shreklennywasowski and Balloon were spending their night in their bed, listening to the crickets whilst the moon gives a faint lighting in the room.

"it's so peaceful tonight," whispered Shreklennywazowski. Shreklennywazoski turned his head to find that Balloon had not reacted in the slightest. He noticed that she was deep in a trance, her mind clouded with thoughts.

Shreklennywazowski turned away feeling a bit awkward. He slowly got the confedence to speak, "Is there something wrong?"

Balloon took her time to respond, "N-no...There is nothing wrong."

Her eyes met his. Shreklennywazowlski saw her deep rich eyes, he can see every sparkle caused by the still moonlight. Balloon's beauty was indescribable, but her face seemed lonely. Her eyebrows tilted, her eyes seemed almost afraid. Shreklennywazowski gave a stern look, he knew something was wrong.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am sure."

"Look, I can help you please, something just seems wrong. If there is something bothering you...I can help you!"

"No...there is nothing wrong, please just drop it." Balloon desperately tried to let go, but Shreklennywasowski could see through her lies.This was not her average behavior, she seemed too willing to let go. Usually Balloon would just laugh it off, but there was obviously something serious happening.

"Balloon, please...please just tell me-"

"JUST DROP IT!" Balloon snapped.

Balloon immediately regreted her action. Her string coiled up, covering her mouth. Oh no, What have I done...Ballon saw Shreklennywasowski, he hesitated to even look up at her. His face layed a stern look. Even though his expressions could only be narrowed to about a few, since he has a lenny face. But this was the first time his late back attitude changed to a stern one. This was also the first time Balloon had ever snapped at him.

It was like a snow ball running down a hill, as it rolled down it got bigger. Bigger and bigger, until it had stopped rolling. This ws was the events had lead to. It had led to a giant snow ball of pitiful dismal.

It was a dreadful night, Both had not said a word after that. Then after what seemed like a few awkward seconds, both fell into deep slumber.

Shreklennywazowski forced his eyes open but his drowsiness shut them closed. After struggling to keep them active, he managed to catch a glimpse of the room. Balloon was breathing heavily beside him, her eyes closed and content. She was having a good dream.

Shreklennywazowski however, had a rough night. He was drenched in his sweat caused from his anxiety. He had a nightmare followed by anxious thoughts. This was abnormal for him.

Shreklennywazowski stood up from the bed, his blood rushed to his head. He felt his brain melt and his legs were week.

He forced his way to the flootboard, where he grabbed his robe which was dangling from the long footboard leg. He stuck his arm up the sleve, then wrapped the bathrobe around his waist, and tied a bow.

Shreklennywazowski made his way down the hallway and down the stars with every step creaking as he carefully tried yo get down wothout making noise.

He made it to the door. Looking through the side windows he noticed that outside was foggy, no cars where passing by, and all looked calm. The conditions were perfect for him to clear his mind.

He unlocked the door and stepped outside, as a rush of wind greeted him. He went and sat on a step. He then bent down to reach a paper that was laying alone in front of him. Although he has it in his hands, he did not even give an urge on himself to read it. Instead he just sat alone gazing at the still houses.

The energy was very peaceful and calm, the only sounds heard was the gentle breeze brushing against your face. It was beutiful in Shreklennywazowski's eyes.

Soon after peaceful time of him closing his eyes and listing to the wind, someone crept behind him. It was a disturbance and Shreklennywazowski felt it. He quickly turned around, what met his eye was a red ballon staring with intense eyes.