A/N: CORPSE BRIDE IS TEH SHIZNIT! XD Anywho, this is another weirdo character for you to enjoy. Name's Cricket-blond hair, blue eyes, and all around cool. She'll be accompanying the awesomely awesome Victor, although they'll get the blackout treatment. (Read the last update of "RunnerUp by me.) So...I don't own anything except Cricket. This is for the entire story; I'm not saying this again. 99 of this is copyrighted; DON'T THINK I OWN CORPSE BRIDE OR IT'S CHARACTERS, because I don't.
Now, without further ado, I'm diving right in; no sitting in a room, then faint, no twirl, no Timekeeper; just landing in yours truly's room.
Chapter 1: …what?
Cricket found herself facing a door.
A very weird looking door.
It looked like clay, but when she touched it, it felt like wood.
Wait…what happened to her FINGERS!
They were thin and sort of pale looking. Her fingernails weren't showing up, either.
Her arm had also become VERY thin. And long!
"Woah!"
She looked down to find that her body was very thin, she was ten times taller, and her feet were, what, size ½?
Cricket's eyes widened, and she backed up quickly.
She looked around wildly, and nearly had a heart attack.
She wasn't in Massachusetts anymore-she was in…
In…
How the heck did this happen?
She had somehow landed herself in Victor Van Dort's bedroom! Wait…what?
Victor's bedroom…
She whirled around to find herself facing another grey wall, a desk and a window to one side, an old fashioned rail bed, and…
A nineteen year old boy sitting on the bed, drawing a butterfly. Or, that's what it seemed like.
He had weird, blackish hair that was kinda tossed up to the right (her right), large, blackish eyes with shadows about them, a pale, pointed face, and a perfectly content grin as he doodled. He didn't seem to notice that Cricket was in the room.
Holy-it IS Victor!
Cricket decided she wanted to give him a little shock to start his day.
Dropping to the ground and crawling very slowly so that her clunky sneakers wouldn't make a sound, she crept along the edge of his bed, sticking to the bottom rail so that he would have to look straight down to see her.
As soon as she reached the back, she turned around, rose up very slowly, tiptoed forward a bit, and then raised her hands as slowly as she had risen from the floor.
Then she leaned forward in a flash, wrapped her arms quickly around Victor's chest (this happened in a split second, so you know; act it out if you can't imagine it very well) and shouted, "BAM!"
Victor shouted loudly and jumped about a foot in the air.
"Gah!"
Breathing quickly and shallowly as Cricket raised herself up to her full height, Victor whipped around, the content grin gone, to be replaced with a look of utmost fear and confusion.
Cricket grinned. "Hey there."
Victor tilted his head and breathed, "Who are you?"
"I be Cricket Elliot Finn. Just call me by my first name, alright, Victor?"
Victor frowned at the girl standing in front of him. She was wearing a shirt that said "Chocolate Turtles" on it, with little turtles rolling around the front, jeans, and a yellow bracelet on her thin right wrist that said "Livestrong" on it. Her blue eyes shined with happiness, and her long, dirty blond hair was smooth and silky.
Victor looked taken aback as he commented, "You're not wearing a dress! You're wearing pants! I don't even think you're wearing a corset! And, and-"
Cricket put a hand on his shoulder.
"Victor, calm down!"
"How do you know my name?"
Cricket took a deep breath, calmed Victor down as best she could, and then explained where she was from.
A/N: I would've freaked out Victor, too. ;-) Anyways, R and R!