So here's the third chapter I hope it's long enough. I'm going to see the new Predator movie today in theatres and I'm so excited! Hopefully it will be better than Avatar the last air bender movie Sheeeyuck! Anywayzz thank you reviewer you're loved and cherished forever! Keep it up!

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I do not own Predator or the idea. I do in fact own the peppy ooman known as Amber and Povar!

I walked in to my house with two arms full of groceries half expecting him to be in the living room. Typical he wasn't there, he must be down in the basement. I set the groceries down on the counter and poked my head through the basement door.

"Povar?" Silence answered me. Not that that's suprising. I walked all the way in, nothing. I noticed the furnace was on high and it was blazing hot in here.

That's odd.

"Povar?" I walked all through the house.

Nada.

Did he finally decide to leave? Right when he was FINALLY going to tell me everything! Oh well, I suppose it's better that way at least he's not my problem anymore. Why do I feel guilty then? Like I had run my pet out of the house because I didn't feed it enough? Did I not feed him enough? I

A loud creaking noise sounded on my back porch. "Eh?".

I slid the glass door open and nearly ran back into it when I saw what was hanging from one of our trees in the back yard.

"POVAR! What in friggin hell are you doing!" He was grossly in the process of pullling a skull out of an upside down, not to mention, skinned bear. Where the hell had he gotten a bear? I put a hand to my mouth to prevent my breakfast from coming up.

"OHMGOSSHH get that thing out of here!" I squealed once the smell had hit my nose.

Povar looked at me like a stranger, and did that confused head tilt of his.

"Don't look at me like that! Get it out of here".

Instead of doing as I say he completely ripped the spine and skull clear and held it out to me.

"Trophy"

"NO,BAD, no trophy put it away" I gestured sharply to the woods.

He hissed and pulled back his prize, "Good hunt", he pointed to the oozing skull "trophy".

"You can't just bring a dead animal on my porch, Jesus I leave you alone for less than two hours and-"

He roared, "ooman steal other trophy. This is mine".

He must have been talking about the alien. Who in the hell would want that thing?

"Wha-"

" I-"

Gahhhh-!" I knotted up my fingers in my hair like a crazy lady would. Would if my aunt was to stop by and see all this blood dripping just feet away from our oak glossy porch. She would kill me that's what!

Povar went back to cleaning off his prize and grumbled, "Ooman shout too mhuch".

"No I shout just the right amount. Shouting becomes necessary when an eight foot ogre skins dead animals in my back yard!"

He growled at me and rolled his eyes, "Ooman shouting aghain".

"GAHHH!" I screamed in frustration and ran back inside. Anymore of this and I will be sent to a looney asylum I swear it.

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It was hours later and I was in the middle of cooking a midway between lunch and dinner for us. It was chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes and gravy and some corn on the side. Just the thought of it made my stomach growl and much less the smell was enticing. I should really think about being a chef.

After Povar had cleaned the disgusting spine and skull he had came back in the house and hauled it down to my basement. I didn't even look at him but he stayed at the doorway of the basement for several seconds staring at me. Contemplating whether he should apologize or not perhaps?

I had curled my lip inwardly to resist saying anything to him. It was called the silent treatment. Everyone that knew me knew that if I was pissed at someone I kept my mouth shut and didn't make eye contact. Although it was tempting since his emerald eyes were practically staring holes through me I resisted.

Take that Mr. Smiley! I savored my victory. Let him grovel in my torturing silence mwahaha! Grumbling things he had stomped down the stairs. I'm surprised they haven't broken by now. One point for Amber!

I finished dinner nearly a half an hour later. This time I poured water in his Styrofoam cup so he couldn't break anymore of my moms expensive glasses once he tasted a bad drinking fluid. I , of course, deserved a good cup of Dr. Pepper.

Ahh sweeet DP how I have missed thee.

I didn't even bother looking out at the mess in the yard already knowing I was going to have to clean it up. I walked down in the basement with a tight lip. He had his wrist thing in at least twenty pieces and he was tinkering with one piece with a small screwdriver he had found.

His green eyes looked up at me. I saw something that baffled me in those eyes this time. Shame? Was he ashamed he had angered me again? If so that's point two for me and zilch for Povar HA! Povar's green eyes lingered on mine for a few seconds before he nodded a thank you and waited for me to leave so he could eat in peace.

I half turned. Thinking. Then turned back. "Do you need any help with that?" I gestured to the separated pieces of his wrist thingy. Hey I could be bitchy but I wasn't heartless.

Povar looked up at me again, slightly surprised that I would even offer the help. He shook his head after a while, making his decorated dreads jingle together.

I thought this would be a good time for him to tell me what I needed to know but, I saw he was busy and decided against it. For now at least.

"Okay I'll be upstairs watching a movie while I eat" I paused uncertain, "if you want to come up and join me you can". Without looking too see if he had nodded I turned my back to him and left. Wow I just lost a point. I was a softie sometimes sue me.

When I was comfortably situated I put The Grudge in first. I was never good with scary movies but I figured all things considering I needed a nice jolt to the brain. Most would think that having a seven foot alien would be a nice jolt but honestly it was just a temporary shock. Sooner or later you get used to what you're hiding in the basement.

It was weird. Despite how furious he made me I still felt obligated to him. Like a lost child he was to me I really wanted to help him, not just get him out. I sighed a long and weary breath, much like a breath an impatient old lady would while dealing with grandchildren. Maybe I was being too hard on him? Was I? Well…I suppose it doesn't matter much now he'll need to be gone before my mom gets back.

I popped some popcorn and sprinkled some extra butter on it. I like buttery popcorn. Yep I'm a healthy person alright, probably not gonna make it past fifty. I grabbed my cell off the counter and saw I had over sixteen messages. Wow, I've been doing some serious cell neglect. Most of them were from Jackie, Samantha and Brian, oh how I hated that perv.

Most of them were just.

'Hey babe', How ya doin sexy' and 'Hey sexy pants'.

"Wow who says that crap?"

I didn't notice Povar staring at me through door of the basement until I heard the familiar clicking. He was leaned up against it, only half armored now. How long had he been there? And Why is he staring at me like that? Wierdo.

"Hey" I said pathetically with a weak smile.

Povar replied with a small nod then looked back at the screen where the movie played. It was still at the beginning where nothing has happened yet.

Awkward silence.

"Uh, do you wanna watch this with me?"

He turned his head slowly back to me, his green eyes looking me top to bottom. "Whaht is iht?"

"A horror movie, it's supposed to be scary. Well, at least to me I'm not sure it would be scary for you ya know".

He furrowed whatever brow he had but stayed silent for several seconds.

I smiled again, "It would be less scary if you sat with me", I patted the spot on the couch next to me.

"Little ooman still upshet with me?" he said it more like a statement rather than a question.

"Ermm well…" I fiddled with a lock of hair, " skinning a dead animal in my back yard WAS a little extreme".

He snorted.

"-but!" I quickly amended, "I suppose all in all…it's not that bad just don't do it again, or where I can see it…or smell it…just do it faaaaarrr away from me".

He thought for a second, clicking his upper mandibles then nodded again and sat down beside me.

I almost laughed out loud. He had never looked so uncomfortable the four days he's been here and acted like he had never say on a couch before. Not wanting to tick him off I choked back my giggle and grabbed a pillow to hold on too.

This was kind of weird.

We both watched The Grudge in silence, well I did mostly because Povar was practically drilling a hole in my head the entire time. I uncomfortably munched on popcorn while he did so and pretended I didn't notice but sooner or later it got on my nerves.

"Ya know the purpose of a movie is to watch it". I stated with my eyes still on the screen.

He sensed the irritation in my voice and jerked his head back to the movie then back at me with that head tilt of his, "oomans consider this entertainment?"

I looked back at him, "yea it's supposed to be scary". I also noticed he had gotten much better at his English. I wasn't having to spend five minutes deciphering what he said. "This is a horror movie". I pointed to the t.v.

"Why would oomans observe something horrific if iht schares them?"

Despite myself I grinned, I liked it better when he talked. "Well, it's difficult to explain. Some people hate scary movies and some find it fun to watch even if it might scare them too".

He grunted, "strange ooman ways".

"Well most would consider ripping a skull out of a bear be strange too" I smiled again to show I wasn't being a smart ass to piss him off again. "You still owe me an explanation by the way. Don't think I haven't forgotten".

"I told little ooman I would tell her and I will. Do you wish to speak of it now?"

I considered it. I really DID want to know more about him and why he's here but I was slightly tired and I didn't want to interupt my movie time. Besides, I felt like it was going to take a while to explain and I would probably be asleep. I waved my hand in dismissal and crossed my legs in the couch, "tomorrow perhaps. I want to finish the movie".

"As you wish ooman", he replied even toned and wiggled around on the soft couch until he got comfortable.

The movie continued and I had completely forgotten how scary The Grudge really was. By now the Chinese chick had already had her jaw ripped out and the creepy black haired chink brat was making the creepy noise that sounded like someone clicking in the back of their throat. If the pillow had lungs then it would probably be dead by now since I was squeezing it so friggin hard.

"Oh my gawddd" I whispered, watching the creepy dead chick do her dead walk down the hall. I was basically climbing up on the couch, "she's totally gonna kill him". I put the pillow in front of my face and let one eye peek over.

I wasn't sure if Povar did it on purpose but he starting making that clicking sound with his mandibles.

"Stop that! It's creepy!"

He actually chuckled for a second then continued.

"Ey what did I say!" I threw a small pillow at him but he caught it with his lightening fast reflexes.

"Would ooman like to cease observing this?" he stated like I was some weakling. I only detected a small amount of sarcasm in his deep voice.

"What no! I can finish it!" I settled back in my spot while he watched my face curiously.

It was one of those moments in the movie where everything was quiet and nothing was happening. I was basically on the edge with my face only half burried in the pillow. The chick walked into the room.

"OMG why would she walk into the room? Don't walk into the room. It's dark in the room. That's a clear sign to NOT go in the room".

Povar grunted in amusement.

A few more seconds of silence. Oh how I hated the silence, annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnddddd…..RAWR! It was one of those parts where the dead chick jumped out of the wall and started walking like a zombie with the crazies. She made that sound. Oh god that sound!

I screamed. Now listen to me when you're scared you'll do anything to find safety. I mean if it's clawing and jumping on a seven foot alien then that'll have to do. So that's exactly what I did. Without thinking of my actions I had jumped into Povars lap and shriveled up like a dried up prune averting my eyes from the screen.

I didn't notice where exactly I was until I felt the muscles under where I sat on his lap. Holy shit! I looked up and Povar had the look of a cat when threatened. His hands were hovering over me but NOT touching me. He looked completely taken by surprise and confused at the same time like he had no idea how to react.

"Whoa holy craaaap!" I leaped out and laughed nervously. "I'm soooo sorry I guess it was a bit too much".

Povar clicked his mandibles, "perhaps you would like to entertain yourself some other way?" Wow that sounded so pervish it's unreal.

"Yea that's probably best" I switched from The Grudge to Mean Girls, completely embarrassed from what had just happened. I had just jumped on a sexy aliens lap. Do know what people do on guys laps? Yea that's what I mean I was competley and utterly embarrassed. To make it worse he was now staring at me more intently than ever I mean I literally felt his eyes drill into my back.

After I got a glass of water. I guess to cool myself down. I sat back down next to him. He stiffened again but relaxed after a while and placed one arm on the back of the couch. The movie started. I always liked this movie for some reason. The drama was hilarious. Man Lindsey Lohan was such a wreck.

I suppose Povar didn't enjoy it as much as I did. Often I saw his mandibles flare out in boredom or disgust. Well, it was a girly movie anyway.

"This is a terrible form of ooman entertainment". He muttered.

We were at the part where Regina was making out with some guy on her bed after she had been caught cheating. It was an awkward round in the movie especially with Povar sitting beside me.

"Why are the two oomans biting each others face?"

I busted out laughing and couldn't stop. I had my stomach clutched from the pain of laughing so much. "Biting each-" I continued unable to talk. "Povar that has got to be the funniest thing I've ever heard you say!"

He frowned at me for laughing at him, "Whaht is funny?"

When I finally stopped I was out of breath, "they're kissing. Do your kind not kiss or something". What an uncomfortable question to ask.

He regarded me for a moment then grunted and crossed his arms. "What is kissing?"

Gee how was I going to explain this….

"Well ya see.." I started and he waited for me to continue. "When two humans like one another we put our lips together and kiss". Alright that's a good start. "It's a sign of affection".

I had paused the image and he looked back at it with confusion, "is it always that..aggressive?"

"Umm" this was getting weird, "not really…well…it kind of depends on what you plan on doing after the kiss. Like if you look at these two whores" I gestured to Regina and the guy, "they'll probably bang after this".

"You mean mate?" I really hope he wasn't gonna pitch a tent over this movie. If so I'm gonna spray him down with a cold waterhose.

"Errr yes mate, but sometimes it's a gentle gesture. Some girls just like soft kisses on lips. Guys will give them like that as a 'hello' or 'goodbye'".

He seemed to get what I was getting at and nodded.

…another awkward silence…

"So…does your race have something similar?"

I didn't really think they could kiss with those sharp teeth.

Povar straightened and looked at me like he had grown another head, "why would little ooman want to know?"

I shrugged defensivly, "just curious".

"I see", he paused "My kind do not bother in courting a female with gestures as such, only life mates will do that".

I rose my brow in enterest, "Lifemates? What is that?"

Povar sighed and shifted so that he was facing me, "Yaujtas impress their females with their warrior skills. If she deems them worthy she will mate with them. They will mate with many males to sire strong sons. One the male has mated with her they do not stay together. Life mates will".

"How do you know if it's your life mate?"

He gave me a long look, "It is a rare happening. After mating the two Yaujtas will be spiritually bonded".

"Aww that's sweet. Have you found your life mate?" I covered my mouth but the words came out. I had just invaded his personal life beyond anything necessary. I felt completely stupid. "Ahh sorry I didn't' mean to ask".

He seemed amused by my apologies, "you are a brave ooman to ask me that" he paused and I was slightly surprised he wasn't growling in defense. I felt the heat that had been radiating from him, "but to answer your question, no I have not".

I pursed my lips and released a slight smile, "well Povar that makes two of us".

"If you were on my world you would not say that".

Confused I turned to him again cocking brow, "what you mean?"

He snorted, "you would have many possible mates on my home. We are an all male clan. The female clan is far away from us".

Clans, so they live in clans. I laughed, "really Povar, you honestly think anyone where you come from would want to mate with an alien?" Not that I would.

He gave me that stupid look again. "You are female it would not matter".

I cocked a brow, "right well I suppose I get it".

It was silent for the rest of the movie and I was surprised Povar even stayed with me through most of it. He looked more bored than ever and like he was ready to smash the tv into ten different pieces. He continued to glance at me every now and then and I got used to it. Sometime toward the end I curled up on my end, careful not to touch him and fell asleep. Sometime later I felt a cover drift over my arms and warmth engulf me. Wow who knew Povar could be a softy at times.