Time Lapse: 7 months

Karl and Arma were finished restoring the house and the park was close on it's way to being reopened which was Karl and Arma's biggest fear. Arma sat at the bay window in the living room and stared out onto the cold, snowy world beyond the walls of the house. She tried to focus on the shape of one snowflake that landed on the window, but it always melted before she could get a close look at it. Karl leaned against the doorway, staring at her, remembering the memories he shared with her in the past.

Arma noticed him and smiled. "I didn't hear you come in."

"Well, you seemed so focused on the snow, I didn't want to bother you." Karl walked to her. "So, what are you trying to do exactly?"

"Just tryng to see the shape of a single snowflake. I wanna be able to try and paint it."

"You seem to wanna paint everything." He looked around the empty room. "I feel like something's missing."

"Like what?"

"I don't know... furniture."

"Hmmm, you're right, but where are we even gonna get some. It's cold outside and I don't have materials to make sweaters or warmer clothes."

"Since when do you make clothes?"

"I've had lots of free time on my hands while you were gone. I picked up a few things."

"Well, it isn't that cold outside. I'm sure we'll find some things in the piles of junk outside." Karl put his hands on his hips.

Arma looked outside, then at Karl. "Are you being serious?"

"When am I never serious?"

"All the time."

Karl's eye twitched and he chuckled. "I guess you're sorta right. Anyway, I'm being serious." He helped Arma up.

"Hmmm. Sure."

Karl held open the door for her as they stepped outside. Arma checked the bottom of her boots to see bunches of snow stuck together. She stuck her hand out to let snowflakes land and melt to the warmth of her body.

Karl raised an eyebrow. "You act like this is your first time seeing snow."

"No, but this is our first time feeling it."

They both walked down the familar path to the park. They looked to the different white world around them.

"It almost doesn't seem the same." Karl said.

"As the seasons change, so do the things around us." Arma rubbed her arms for warmth.

"You cold?"

"Just a bit."

Karl took off his trench coat and put it around Arma. "How's that?"

"Better, but won't you get cold?"

"I'll be fine." He nudged her.

They continued to walk through when the hit the construction site for the ship. They could see that it was halfway done and that meant less time to be alone without being bothered by any humans. They were about to walk away when they were caught.

"Hey! You two! Come here!" A worker yelled.

Karl and Arma turned around, slowly.

"Sorry, if we're intruding on any private property." Karl said, putting his hands up in surrender.

Arma rolled her eyes and lowered them. "You're not in any fighting competition." She whispered.

"Where have you two been?" He said, coming closer into view. It was just a pirate skeleton worker.

"Well, if it isn't my good 'friend', Jorge." Karl said, putting emphasis on the word 'friend'. "How've you been?"

"Cut the chatter, 'blondie'. Captain's been waiting for you two to come back around here."

Karl's eye twitched. "Yes... Well, unfortunately, we can't really stay long."

"We have to help Jackie remove junk piles from within the park, so that there's room to bring in more materials for the park." Arma lied.

She quickly grabbed Karl's hand and walked away into another section of the park. They looked around to see dark, horror-like demons and creatures and buildings.

"Maybe we shouldn't have walked this way." Arma said, worried. He's around here. I know it. "Let's head back."

"What are you? Scared?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Me? Scared?" She said, offended. "You must be absurd to think that I would ever be scared of idiotic things like this." She pointed to a tall figure in the shadows.

"Well, good thing I'm not trying to scare you." A voice said out of nowhere.

The tall figure moved into the light to reveal a nicely dressed man. He wore a purple blazer with tails, a bright yellow shirt with yellow waistband, purple slacks, purple dress shoes, large round yellow glasses, yellow gloves and a purple top hat with a yellow sash. He had a large smile with a gap in his perfect white teeth, short black hair and a glossy, black cane with a silver demon cow skull on it.

Ugh, not this guy. Arma thought as he moved closer to her.

"Well, well, Arma. Looks like someone's gotten sexier these past few years." He grabbed her hand and kissed it.

"Warden..." She quickly snatched it away.

Karl moved in between The Warden and Arma and cleared his throat.

The Warden looked up to see Karl's annoyed face. "Well, aren't we the tall one?" He looked at Arma. "And who might this look-alike be? Your brother?"

"No! He's-"

Karl cut her off. "Her best friend and roommate." Karl said, ominously.

The Warden looked back at Karl. "Well, 'friend'. I'm The Warden. I'm the most beloved character in Horrorville, next to Jack. So, what's your name?"

"... Karl." He said, keeping his eye on the cane.

"Nice to meet you, Karl." He extended his hand for Karl to shake it.

Karl stared at it, then at the creepy large grin on The Warden's face. "I'll pass."

"Hmmm." The Warden rubbed his chin. "Looks like we've got a smart one."

"I think we should go back home."

Karl grabbed Arma's hand and started to leave when The Warden stopped him.

"Leaving already? You two just got here!" He turned them around. "Just look at the beauty and wonders of Horrorville!" He put his arm around them. "You MUST let me give you a quick tour of the place."

"I think we're good." Arma said, removing his arm.

"Nonsense! Come on, it'll be loads of fun! Plus..." He moved his face close to Arma's and looked into her eyes, romantically. "it'll give us a chance to catch up."

Karl put his hand on The Warden's shoulder and threw him into the nearby building, crashing through several walls. He grabbed Arma's hand again and left.

"Well, it was nice of you two to visit! Especially you, Arma!" He blew her a small kiss before she walked out of sight.

"Do you know him?" Karl asked Arma when he walked into the house.

"Not necessarily." Arma said, putting both Karl's and her coat on the coat rack. "I know that he's annoying. Why?"

"Because I don't like him." Karl folded he arms. "He makes me feel... weird."

"That's jealously, my dear." She flicked Karl's nose.

"I am not jealous." He lied.

"You know you can only feel jealously when someone you like is with someone you don't like."

"I do like you, but I am not jealous. For there is nothing to be jealous about."

"Except for The Warden." She smirked.

"I am not jealous of him!" Karl defended himself. "Why would I be jealous of a skinny man in a purple suit?!"

"I don't know." Arma shrugged. "I'm not the one who's jealous."

"I AM NOT JEALOUS!" He yelled.

"Keep lying to yourself, Karl. Sooner or later, you'll have to face the fact that you are jealous." Arma walked past him and into the living room.

Karl scoffed. "Yeah, right. That'll probably be the time when I finally learn to love humans... which will be never!"

Arma came back. "Back it up, did you actually say you 'liked' me?"

Karl blushed. "No." He quickly said.

"Yes, you did."

"No, I didn't!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"No!"

"No."

"Yes!" Karl got confused. "Wait."

"Ha!" Arma laughed. "I just Bugs-Bunnied you!"

"Whatever!" Karl walked away. "I did NOT say I liked you and I am NOT jealous of The Warden!"

"Are too."

"Am not!" He yelled from another room.

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Am not."

"Are too! I mean-"

Arma laughed again and Karl came back and put her in a headlock and gave her noogie, messing up her hair. They chased each other around the house when there was a knock at the door. Karl opened it to see a small little package on the doorstep. He picked it up to see that it was meant for Arma and that the name of it's sender was not on it. The only signature was a tiny demon cow skull with a top hat on. Karl got pissed and threw it on the ground and was about to step on it when it opened itself. Karl looked inside to see a black lace choker in it with an ivory skull and crossbones in the middle.

I'm surprised that even a man of such ignorance could even afford to get something as nice as this. He picked it up and examined it closely. Maybe I should get Arma something myself. It'll certainly be much better than this piece of shit.

"Karl, what is it?" Arma asked from within the living room.

"Hmm? Oh. it's nothing!" He put the choker in his pocket. "It must've been the wind."

He kicked the box, sending it flying over the horizon. He quickly shut the door. When the door locked, The Warden came down from above the roof.

"Sooo, the little pirate boy is jealous of me." He said to himself as he watched Karl and Arma through the window. "This is music to my ears, but I bet he's not going to give Arma up so easily." He snickered evilly. "Well then, if it's a battle he wants, then it's a battle he gets." He stared at Arma's face. "And soon my love, we'll be together forever... Stealing all the souls and lives of those worthless little humans."

He hummed a menacing song as he walked away.


Author's Notes: The Warden is basically the exact same warden from the show, 'Superjail'. Nothing is changed except for the cane that he carries. If you haven't figured it out by now, The Warden has a thing for Arma, but she hates him because he's annoying. By the way, when Karl is annoyed at another male it's usually because he's jealous or he's just annoyed. In this case, he's jealous. Any questions? Please write them down in your review and tell your friends.