Chapter 4! I hope that you like it! It's a bit sadder (and shorter) than the others, not really as many funny stuffs. Give reviews and tells if you want a lemon or if you want it to stay cute.


War looked at the outfit he was wearing in the mirror disapprovingly. He was wearing a red tee-shirt that stretched across his chest, a denim vest with tons of pockets over the top of it. What he disliked the most about the outfit was the tight jeans that she claimed were loose on most and to top it off, she was using his hood as a table cloth. At least he could keep his boots since it was rather hard to find any clothes that fit him as it was. He found that she often stole clothes from some dolls that were laying discarded a little bit away (they mostly had tiny feet), washing her clothes that she often wore in a bottle cap and hanging them up on the side of the doll house. Other clothes were just tossed aside for extras, but she really had no need for extra clothes until War began to stay with her. Downfall and Lamia generally took them where they needed to go, which wasn't far from the doll house. War discovered that they were in the attic of the house he and his siblings lived in. After a week of living there with Tanith, she announced that they needed to get food. War had followed her word with just about everything and hadn't realized how much he depended on her in the tiny form he was in. She walked out and put the saddle she made on Lamia and War did the same for Downfall, smirking at how her was riding a rat instead of a horse. Did that make him a ratman? He shook his head then fell over from the impact of Tanith throwing a pair of saddle bags at him. Tanith was quiet and seemed on the edge which worried War a bit, she was generally full of energy and happy. When they had the saddle bags on their rat mounts, they took off. War followed close behind the chibi woman as Lamia ran into a hole in the wall, the two of them moving quickly. Where they came out at was underneath a set of shelfs across from the kitchen. Death was sitting at a table with Strife, his head in his hands and Strife looking bothered.

"Don't worry, he'll turn up eventually. The tiny lug couldn't go that far." Strife sounded worried, but seemed to be trying to cheer up Death.

"Don't worry? Strife, War was 4 inches tall! What if something ate him, or if he got hurt and has died somewhere because we weren't there?" Death threw his hands in the air and cried at Strife as Fury walked in.

"Death, War is an immortal, just like the rest of us. He could be hurt but he won't die. Unless he somehow managed to get a fatal injury," Fury put a hand on Death's shoulder as she spoke knowing that her last bit probably made him feel worse. "He will turn up, Death."

War looked up at his siblings in surprise when he realized that they were worrying about him. When he was about to nudge Downfall out to tell his brothers and sister that he wasn't dead, Tanith grabbed his arm with an urgent look. She shook likely and looked distressed.

"You aren't going to leave me, are you?" She shook even more as she held onto his arm. War looked shocked again at what she said and leaned over, scooping her up into his arms out of Lamia's saddle. Tanith looked a bit worried but didn't struggle against him as he pulled her into a close embrace.

"Don't worry, Im not going anywhere." War wasn't so sure of himself with this, he was a horseman, not a chibi babysitter. He was thinking that at that moment, someone should sit on him.


This is… it for now. I know I had some funny ideas but you guys are gonna have to help me now! Please review or PM your ideas or funny quotes! And tell me what you guys want!