Dracula was fine with Christina going with Shaggy as long as it got her out and further adjusted to this world. Shaggy decided taking her to the human parts of town first would help the most since she'd hung around many humans in her old home. So, he took her to the places that were more accepting of their monster neboirs. Christina seemed very interested in all she saw.

"You know Christina you remind me of a Disney character," Shaggy laughed but when he saw Christina's confused look he realized that she had no idea what he was referring to.

"Okay, Like, we're going to the movie store,"

Shaggy then explained to Christina what Disney was and how he knew about it as they shopped.

"I think you'll like it,"

"We'll see,"

Twenty-two minutes and a basket full of Disney's best work later Christina and Shaggy left the movie store and moved on to the art store. Which was followed by a trip to the local art gallery and then to the movie theater. A full three hours later Shaggy dropped Christina off at home where Draculaura wanted to know everything. Christina, being her quiet self only spared a few sentences before heading to her room to put her new things away.

When she had put everything else away, Christina grabbed the portable DVD player and put in one of the movies at random. Shaggy had a point in saying that she reminded him of a Disney character. After a while, Christina put the movies away. Just in time for Draculaura to tell her that it was dinner time. Dinner was spent listening to Draculaura chatter about her trip to the mall with her friends. Draculaura talked so fast that Christina only caught a few words.

"Christina, why don't you tell us about your day?" Draculaura said suddenly.

It took Christina a few minutes to gather her thoughts.

"Well, I went to the movie store and the art store and we went to the movie theater."

"What did you see?"

"Wonder Woman,"

"That sounds like a good movie,"

"It was,"

Needless to say, Dracula was pleased that Christina was starting to talk in more than three words. Eventually, though Christina quieted down once again and after she finished her meal she went back to her room. Upon entering her room she was greeted by her pets. A few sloppy kisses later Christina pushed them away. Going to her trunks she began searching for the binder that contained her mother's letters to her. Upon finding it she hugged it close before setting on her bed while she prepared for bed.

After she had gotten ready she climbed into bed snuggling into the lavender covers. She retrieved the binder and flipped it open.

Dear Christina.

It seems only yesterday that I was sending you off to Nursery Rhyme school. Even though it didn't go as well as I would've liked you continued to prosper. I'm so proud you've come this far but always remember despite what people tell you-you do have a choice when it comes to the matter of destiny. You are my brave, independent daughter and you don't have to succumb to what society dictates, I just know that someday you'll be able to go out and do what you want to do and NOT what someone wants you to. Remember Christina you are not just some fairies daughter. You are my daughter.

I know it's only been two weeks but I miss you so much. The house is so quiet and lifeless without you. It seems like only yesterday you were running around at top speed, unable to sit still for more than three seconds. Oh, how time has flown. Believe me, I didn't want these days to come but somehow they've snuck up on the both of us haven't they?

In this box, you'll find a new sketchbook as well as pencils and paints. I thought it'd be a nice way for you to de-stress after a day of classes. Do your best sweetheart. I miss you already.

Your loving mother,

Alissa.

…...

Christina shut the binder. Apparently, her mother had done the same thing as her. Alissa had preserved ever letter Christina sent home. It made Christina smile to see her mother had cared so much.

After putting the binder on her nightstand she turned off the lights and laid down to sleep. The only negative thing about being alone was that she now had no distractions from her overwhelming thoughts. She would not cry. She would not crumble. She would not lose it. Twenty minutes of biting her tongue and she was about to crack. Oh, it was terribly difficult. So, when her phone dinged with a text message she quickly grabbed it.

Hey, Christina, it's Clawdeen. Just letting you know they canceled school for tomorrow.

Oh great. There would be nothing to distract herself. How would she survive?

…...

The next day.

Christina laid completely still. Covered in blankets and pillows clutching an old teddy bear. Desperate to block out the sunshine. She did not want to get up because getting up would mean a day of pretending her world wasn't a completely broken, twisted mangled mess. She couldn't do it. She just could not do it. Pretending wasn't easy. So, she wouldn't get up. She would stay hidden away from the world then and only then was she safe.