"Good evening, May!" Pumpkin said, smiling widely. May laughed, and went over to him. She wanted more then anything to give him a hug, but knew that it wouldn't happen.

"Good evening, Pumpkin. How are you tonight?" May was just getting back to her room, after showering, and was wrapped in a towel.

"I'm fine. Would you like me to wait outside of your room?"

"If you don't mind." Normally, May would just turn her back on Pumpkin, and he would, of course, look away. But, during the shower, May had finally come to the realization that Pumpkin had feelings for her. She was starting to question her own feelings, to him. May put on a black dress that she had in her closet, and put it on, and sighed. May felt that she would never be good enough. for Pumpkin, for anyone. She had done her part in the Ever After, why couldn't she just Have nothing to do now? Why did she have to do anything, least of all find someone?

Someone who understood her.

Someone who would hold her.

Someone who would love her.

Someone alive. May knew that she had already found some one who fit all of them, but being alive. that was the only bad thing. The dress helped make her tanned skin look darker, her dark hair gleam more, her red lips redder, her brown eyes deeper. It slimmed her, and elongated her body even more. the dress was a deep black, and clinched at the waist. it went down to the floor, but was open in the back.

"Pumpkin, you can come in," May said softly, and started to put her long, raven hair into her braid.

"May, don't. Please keep your hair down."

"Oh...Okay." May did, and it swept down, around her shoulders, and Looked around nervously. "Bed or floor tonight, Pum?" May asked, using his nickname.

"Floor." Pumpkin didn't know if he would he able to keep from giving a ghost kiss if they were on the bed. they sat on the floor, and May clasped her hands in her lap. This seemed to be the most awkward night they had had yet.

"How is Bea? Does she have enough reading material?" Pumpkin laughed, deeply, and May smiled at it, the sound so nice and warm to her ears.

"Yes, plenty. Her and Fabbio have decided to wed. It might seem odd to you, weddings in the afterlife, but I assure you, they happen all the time. Did i tell you that Arista and the lady of The Northern Farm Decided to get married?"

"Hm... I never pictured the lady to be the marring type. But, if she did marry anyone, why not Arista? They are both psychic, it's a perfect match."

Pumpkin laughed at this, nodding.

"Yes, it is." Pumpkin started to trace patterns on May's arm, the light bleeding away from his touch after a few moments. He did a very intricate one, and as far as May could tell, it was a heart.

"Pumpkin, what would you do if I died tonight?" Pumpkin stopped, and looked up at May right now.

"May." His voice had none of its' earlier laughter, instead, it was serious as the grave. "Why are you asking? Are you planning on dieing tonight?"

"No." She said quickly. "I'm just wondering. I was just thinking, if I were to have some kind of freak accident tonight, how would you respond? If anything, you would be gaining me, not loosing me. It would be my mom who would loose me. Please answer the question."

"I would be there waiting for you to come out of the theater. I will always wait for you, May." May couldn't stand it anymore. sshe stood up, Pumpkin's icy hand going through her.

"I'm sorry, Pumpkin, but I have to go for a walk. I will try to be back soon."

"Were will you be going?"

"A bridge. I'm not sure which one though." May smiled at him, and walked out of the room, blowing him a kiss. She had, of course, lied to Pumpkin, and she was going to the most rickety, unstable bridges that there was made around her house.