This'll be an information based chapter, so be prepared for a lot of dialog.

" So Septimus hit him with a potion? "

Casper inquired, looking worried. The students were now on the pirate ship, heading for Deedstown on a scare assignment. No one really wanted to go, but the headmasters said it had been a while, so it seemed like an appropriate day. But right now Casper's group and Thatch's gang didn't really care about the assignment right now. They were really more worried about Thatch.

Ra had just finished telling them about what had happened last Monday. How Septimus tried to hit him with a syringe, and it hit Thatch instead. He also explained Thatch didn't tell them because he didn't want them to worry if it turns out the potion didn't even do anything. And for an entire week, nothing had happened.

The other children looked deep in thought as Ra nodded to Casper's question, obviously having a lot on their minds. The mummy had just dropped a large bomb on them, so they clearly needed time to take it all in.

" This doesn't make much sense... "

Fatch said softly, tapping his fangs again. He'd been doing that a lot lately, and the other creatures didn't really understand it. They did know he tended to poke areas that were in pain, as he either liked it or it made him feel better. Maybe he had a fang-ache?

" If it was a potion made by Septimus, it should've reacted faster. Maybe Thatch's fever has nothing to do with the it... "

" He has a point... "

Mantha mumbled, raising a hand to her chin.

" Septimus' potions are usually fast acting. They do usually make us sick, as it's been used on you- Fatch- Dusk and Jake. But if he put that much effort into one potion, then I doubt it would just make him sick... "

" Still, to be safe, we should probably keep an eye on him. "

DummyGirl added, getting everyone to look at her. She hadn't been speaking up too often as of late. Neither had Slither or Mosshead. Yet Mosshead was soon added to the conversation as well.

" Just in case right? What if he gets worse? "

" Yeah, an' what if the fever is just a side affect to the actual potion? "

Everyone gasped and turned to Slither nervously, praying what he had just said wasn't true. To be honest, no one had thought of that. What if the potion was much more serious, and a bad fever was just a side effect? What if something far, FAR worse was going to happen to him?

They felt the boat jerk, realizing they'd landed in Deedstown. Slowly they rose from their seats and walked down off the boat. None of them felt ready for their scare assignment. They'd much rather spend time with Thatch, and make sure he was ok. Besides, the vampire had to be bored by now. Probably didn't have much to do.

As the children approached the headmasters, they soon learned they would not be able to focus on their assignments. Not while Thatch wasn't here. They were too worried. And if the potion did have any effects, what if they were taking effect now?

The children suddenly heard Fatch give off a growl, turning to see his eyes were shut, hands fisted tightly and his fangs were grit. He looked up at the headmasters, his crimson eyes glistening in pure desperation.

" S-sirs! "

He stuttered, getting the others to look at him curiously.

" Would it be alright if me and the others went to check up on Thatch? "

Alder and Dash looked at him curiously before looking at each other. Fatch gulped, fearing the headmasters were going to say no. What they said next really caught everyone off guard.

" Alright. "

Dash began.

" You all do good work. You may go check up on him. "

" B-but you must tell us how he's doing when you get back! "

Alder hurried, getting simple nods for the children.

" Of course sirs! "

Fatch said with a bright smile, bowing slightly. No one knew why, but they decided it was best no one questioned it.

" Th-thank you so much! "

Quietly the group entered Fatch's house, as he'd told them Thatch was most likely sleeping on the couch. As they entered, they made their way to the living room, finding Dusk helping Thatch into a sitting position, having him drink something. They assumed it was water. Slowly Dusk lowered it, and Thatch feebly wiped his mouth.

" R-really Dusk, I could've done that myself... "

He whined softly, looking up at the older as if he were a bit irritated by the fact Dusk tried to help him. Dusk simply smiled as he laid the boy back down.

" I know you could've. "

Dusk said kindly, poking the boys nose playfully.

" But I also know your head hurts and you'd sit up to fast. I also know you'd drink too much and make yourself sick. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about. Everyone here has done it as well. "

Thatch sighed and squirmed to get himself more comfortable. It seemed like he was tired, and probably hadn't been awake for very long. Dusk soon stood and turned, immediately seeing the children there. He smiled, although he definitely seemed confused by their presence. Yet he didn't even bother asking what they were doing here. He simply smiled warmly at them and turned back to Thatch.

" Looks like you've got some visitors kiddo. "

Thatch gripped the back of the couch and used it to pull himself up. The only reason Dusk didn't help him sit up this time was so the child could preserve his dignity. The children slowly walked over to the vampire and sat at the foot of the couch. Thatch looked just as confused as Dusk as he looked at his friends.

" Wh-what are you all doing here? "

" There's a scare assignment today, "

Casper explained softly, turning to DummyGirl who finished for him.

" So we thought we'd see how you were feeling. "

" The headmasters seriously let you come see me? "

Thatch asked in amazement, getting the others to simply giggle. He simply assumed they wouldn't answer. They'd either snuck off or they actually DID get permission. He didn't know, nor did he really care. He was ridiculously happy that they came to see him.

" How are you feeling Thatch? "

Mantha asked gently, getting a nervous grin from Thatch. He was about to say he was fine, when Fatch cut him off.

" And don't lie. "

Thatch crossed his arms and pouted a little before answering.

" Ok, I guess. Don't... wanna EAT anytime soon, but other than that... "

Mosshead frowned gently before sitting up beside him.

" You want anythin' Thatch? "

He asked sweetly. Thatch smiled a bit and shook his head.

" No thanks Mossy. I'm alright. "

" Hey Thatch... "

Ra said softly, toying with one of his loose bandages.

" I, um... told them about the potion... "

Thatch gasped lightly at this before looking down, bringing his knees close.

" W-we don't care that you didn't tell us dude! "

Slither hurried.

" We're just hoping the potion didn't cause this is all! "

" S-subject change! "

Jake interrupted, cupping both sides of the child's face.

" Wanna play a game?! "

Slowly Thatch nodded, confused beyond belief at this point. Everyone was just throwing stuff out there, and he was losing track of who to follow. So he simply agreed with the werewolf, hoping that some games would entertain him.

I know, this chapter was kinda bad. I'm sorry. :(