Hello everyone! This is the sequel to The Monster in my Head, so if you haven't read that one yet, you should probably take a look at it before going any further! Reviews will be met with virtual treats and feel free to point out things that you're confused about or that I didn't do correctly (I believe that it's called "constructive criticism"). Any thoughts on what could happen next are also appreciated! *Looks at note* I'm rambling, so I'll be quiet now. Enjoy!


He had been visiting the lake every night for a year, hoping that some miracle would bring back the one he loved. The full moon shone bright above him, and all of the rays were concentrated onto the lake. She had called it her Loch with pride, and rarely left it for fear of losing control of the monster that usually slept within. He was probably the only one that she had shown her true self to, and he was glad that she had started to accept Pitch as well. She knew what it was like to be betrayed and had been wary of everyone after becoming an immortal, going as far as to pretend to be cheerful for everyone when she was breaking down inside. He was the one who had broken through her walls and was always there for her, even when she broke down in panic and the monster slipped from her control. She had hated the thought of dying again…but she had died protecting him.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he saw both black and gold heading towards him from opposite directions and realized that he was crying. Pitch managed to get to the lake before Sandman, but didn't say anything, just looked sadly at the moon reflecting on the lake. When Sandman arrived, the moon glowed brighter. Dracula watched as the Spirit of Friendship was revived by the light of the moon.


Hope you all enjoyed this mini-chapter! Remember: reviews and constructive criticism are always welcome, and may be subject to virtual treats or mentions in the next chapter! Until we meet again!