Author's Note: Just a little angsty-romantic story that I decided to write. I hope you enjoy it.-JayMarie123

1) Brooding Comfort

As Creepie Creecher walked through the graveyards of Middlington, she began to get depressed, which is upsetting even for her. She was dressed in her usual black and her eyes were filled with an unhappy drear as she padded through the graveyard looking for a way home. She had gotten lost.

Creepie had been upset today over things she would've normally just shrugged off. Melanie and Carla had teased her about her height and weight and multi-colored hair and they said some things that really hurt her.

Not that Creepie was ugly. Actually, it was quite the opposite.

Creepie had been a small child but as she got older she also got taller and her curves more noticeable. She had grown longer hair as well it came down to her back in curly in dark vibrant tresses.

Now Creepie wasn't a promiscuous girl (she already had her eyes set one boy) but that didn't stop several boys from pursuing her, particularly Harry Helby, of whom both Carla and Melanie had a major crush. (A/N how does that work out in terms of actually dating him? I mean SERIOUSLY?!)

So the teasing started. And Creepie had learnt to deal with it.

But today was particularly bad.

Melanie and Carla had watch Harry try and seduce Creepie at school and they attacked her on the way out of school. She could of beat them up but she was outnumbered.

To get away from them Creepie had to leave her book bag behind.

And now she hopelessly lost in a graveyard.

This day was getting worse and worse.

Normally, Creepie would have walked and called home to her bug-family or her friends to come and pick her up but her cell-phone was in her book bag and she had left that behind. And it was too far to walk.

And anyway, she was getting and tired now and hungry and her hair was getting messed up. This was so frickin' frustrating.

When she found a solid headstone and when was sure she wouldn't fall off it, Creepie began to cry. . She hated being helpless and fragile and needy. She liked being independent. And this was totally out of her usual gothic persona. She was usually so strong and carefree to say the least.

And now she was so pathetic. How was she supposed to get home like this?

And then the answer came in the form of a handsome teenage boy carrying two book bags. He'd been looking for Creepie the whole time.

"Creepie! Creepie over here!"

Creepie turned her head up took look up at the handsome young figure. He dropped their book bags and walked over to Creepie's headstone.

"Skipper?"

He gave her a warm smile."I'm right here, baby."

Creepie gave him a large hug." Skipper, baby, how did you find me?"

Skipper rolled his eyes. "Creepie, I've known you for four years. I think I know where you come when you're depressed"

Well he had a point there. Creepie had met Skipper at a circus once when they were twelve. (A/n Creepie kind of looks twelve to me, or at least about) They had a mutual crush on each other. When they finally gave it a chance they had fallen in love.

Skipper was worried about Creepie. They were supposed to hang today and she never showed up.

"Baby, what happened? C'mon you can tell me." He said with a gentle smile.

"No."

"But Creepie-"

"No Skipper!" she snapped. He looked at hurtfully.

Now Creepie felt more dejected. She loved Skipper and she wanted to tell him…

But Creepie couldn't tell. She just couldn't. Not right now, anyway.

She was too upset. And she was too tired anyway. She looked up at Skipper.

"Skipper, I…" she began. He waited patiently.

"Skipper", she said looking up with sad purple eyes, "I just wanna go home, right now OK?"

He grabbed her carefully and stoked her hair. "Of course, baby. Let's get you out of here."

So Skipper walked Creepie back to his car with their (with book bags in hand) and the drove out of the graveyard.

He looked at Creepie from the corner of his eye.

Skipper had heard from somebody what happened in school (A catfight or something) and he heard that one of the girls's left a book bag behind.

Skipper went to investigate.

He found Creepie's book bag lying on the pavement.

And he smelled here sweet scent from a mile away. He just followed it.

Skipper heaved a large sigh. He couldn't believe this.

Who would hurt someone as kind and sweet and good as Creepie? He was mad about that and he wanted to hurt whoever and he promised him himself he'd get back at them but more of that later. He needed to concentrate.

Creepie was upset and he needed to cheer her up but he knew sending her home wasn't going to help. What she needed was a place where he and she can be alone and where she could get warm in comfort and love and privacy…

Then he got an idea. He looked at Creepie with mischievous grin.

She looked at him strangely. She smiled weakly back. "What?"

"I have an idea. Why don't you stay over at my place tonight?"

Creepie's smile disappeared. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"What? You don't want to?" he whispered lovingly into her ear, tenderly tucking a strand of her hair behind it.

"N-n-no." Creepie said nervously as he began to kiss her neck. "I'm just saying' my parents might be worried and-"

He pulled back and got out his cell and dialed. "I'll call, see if it's Ok."

"Oh" Creepie said a little reluctant,"OK"

"Creepie you don't have to do this." Skipper said flipping his cell phone slowly open.

Creepie smiled and leaned over to him and kissed him, "I want to."

Skipper smiled. "I'll call them now."

Creepie settled back into her seat with a smile on her face.

Now Skipper's mom was a spider and spiders needed space so Skipper bought an apartment in building nearby. But that's not where they were going.

The Tarantula-Boy movies had left him a lot of money and he had bought a small house near a cemetery nearby. He wasn't given much reason to use but this was an opportunity.

He kept the place clean enough and there was spare blankets and stuff in there for him so this could work.

And Creepie had gotten back to her house to get some spare clothes and stuff.

Her parents were cool with it as long as they didn't do anything "inappropriate".

And so was Creepie. She was hiding her clothes bag from him. She said it was a surprise,

He was going to love tonight…

And I'll just leave it there. I hope you have enjoyed the story so far. I think it'll be ok. I think that Creepie/Skipper(Tarantula-Boy) make a cute couple so I hope you think so too. Flame if you must but at least tell me what you think.