Sorry I haven't posted in a while! Kind of busy with Christmas and all that! Sorry!

But here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

Garry fell to the ground as two of the ladies tackled him to the ground. They were clawing and biting at him while Mary tried to pry them off. "Get off my brother!" Mary screeched. Garry watched two of his petals fall to the ground.

"STOP!" Someone screamed.

The clawing and biting suddenly stopped. Garry looked up and saw the two paintings slide off him. They looked down at the ground. "We are so sorry for attacking him."

"Do not worry. You didn't know. Just don't let it happen again." The voice said. "Green, Yellow, do you understand?"

"Yes, we understand." The paintings chorused.

"Didn't Red say anything?" The voice asked.

"She did, but we didn't listen. I think Blue said something too." The yellow one said.

"Listen next time okay." The voice said softly. "It's okay though. You guys didn't know who they were. They are not to be attacked. They are to be welcomed."

Garry couldn't see whom it was from where he was. The person was behind him. He looked up at Mary instead. Her mouth was wide open as were her eyes.

"Hello Mary." The voice said.

"You're older." Mary replied.

"Time is different here." The voice explained sadly. The person sighed. "I'm glad to see you again though." The person said. Then, Garry felt her picking him up. Wow, she was strong. He gasped when he got a look at the person's face. The woman had long brown hair, pale skin, and deep, red eyes.

"I-I-Ib." Garry stuttered.

Ib laughed. "Hello Garry."

Garry laughed and tackled her in a hug. "Oh Ib! Once I remembered the first thing I did was come here with Mary!"

"Mary!" Ib said. "Come here! I need hugs from all of you!" Ib laughed.

Mary ran over and hugged Ib. "How old are you now?" Mary asked.

"Actually, today's my birthday!" Ib exclaimed. "I'm 19!"

"It's been 10 years here?" Garry asked, shocked. "It's only been 1 year back in the other world!"

"Like I said, time is different here." Ib explained. "So I'm guessing you're 22 and Mary's 11?"

"Correct!" Mary answered.

Ib laughed. "Come on. I'll show you around. This place has changed."

"Can Blue come?" Mary asked.

"Of course!" Ib exclaimed. "Has she been with you this whole time?"

"Yeah." Mary replied. "She's kind of like my older sister."

"Really?" Ib asked. "Red is like a mother to me."

"Red never really liked me." Mary admitted.

Ib paused. "Hmm, I wonder why?"

"Hey, can I be included in this conversation?" Garry said appearing on the other side of Mary.

Ib and Mary laughed. "Sorry Garry." Mary laughed. Then she turned around. "Blue come on! We're going!" Blue ran along and walked beside Ib as the group wandered the twisted gallery.

"So Garry, how are you?" Ib asked.

"Kind of tired at the moment, but overall I'm great." Garry replied. "How about you?"

"Yeah! After he remembered, he drove straight to the gallery! I'm supposed to be at school right know!" Mary exclaimed.

"He must really like you my queen." Blue laughed.

Ib frowned. "Please don't call me that. Ib is fine."

"Of course my que...I mean Ib." Blue said.

Ib smiled. "Thanks." She looked over at Garry. "I'm actually doing pretty well! I'll admit it was kind of scary at first, but once I actually started walking around, I realized that the paintings weren't out to get me and that I was their queen." Ib sighed. "It's been perfect ever since."

Garry didn't know what to feel. Ib was having a great time in the twisted gallery! He was planning to take her home. What now?

"We stop by the doll room!" Ib exclaimed. "TRASH had a gift for me!"

"The doll room?" Mary asked. "Yay! I get to see my dolls!"

Ib laughed. "They've missed you."

Mary ran ahead. "Come on follow me! I still remember where it is!"

"T-the doll room?" Garry wheezed. "Nope. No way. I am NOT going in there."

"Come on you big baby." Ib said pinching his cheeks. "There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Yeah!" Mary said. "They're cute!" Mary laughed. Ib nodded in agreement.

"They are NOT cute!" Garry argued.

"Come on Garry." Ib slipped her hand into Garry's. "Just like old times! Right?"

Garry was blushing like crazy while Blue struggled to keep in a laugh. "Y-yeah."

Ib frowned. "Garry, your face is red. Do you have a fever?" Ib put her hand on Garry's forehead, which caused him to blush even more.

"Nope. I'm fine." Garry said, his voice higher than usual.

Ib suddenly realized what was happening and quickly removed her hand from his forehead. Then she let go of his hand. "Let's get going. Wouldn't want Mary to get lost, right?"

Garry nodded.

As the four walked out of the room, a little doll clung onto Garry's leg. Ib and Mary laughed as Garry shrieked and tried to pry the poor doll of his leg. "Garry! Be careful! You're going to hurt him." Ib chuckled softly as she gently removed the doll from Garry's leg.

"Hehe, sorry." Garry nervously laughed.

"Don't go scaring people like that." Ib scolded as she playfully poked the doll's chest.

The doll giggled. "Sorry Ib-ee."

Ib placed the doll on her shoulder. "There you go. Would you like to join us?" She asked.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The doll cheered. "I would very much like that!"

Mary closely inspected the doll. "Jeremiah?" The blonde questioned.

"Mommy!" The doll jumped off Ib's shoulder and onto Mary's head. "Mommy remembered me!" Ib and Garry watched as the little doll buried itself into Mary's hair. Mary giggled and picked up the cute little doll and talked to it. Ib sighed and wished she were still nine. She wished she could've made it out with Garry AND Mary.

"Aren't they so cute?" Ib sighed.

Garry looked over at her. "Yeah...except the doll."

Ib lightly punched him in the shoulder. An action she had seen some people do while she watched through her painting. "Come on! Jeremiah is adorable!"

Garry laughed. "Okay, I give in! He might be a little cute. But only a little!" Garry said.

"I wish I was still a kid." Ib smiled wistfully.

Garry sighed. "I'm sorry for leaving you here. It must have been pretty scary for a 9-year-old." Garry put his hand and Ib's shoulder.

The action caused her to blush. "I-it wasn't really that scary. Given the fact that I wasn't all that scared while you and Mary were there."

Garry looked at her quizzically. "W-what?"

"Don't tell me you were scared." Ib said.

"I-it was terrifying!" Garry squeaked. "How did you think it wasn't scary?"

Ib thought for a moment. "Maybe it's because I was nine. Because I was innocent...I still am." Ib smirked. "Or maybe it's because you're a scaredy cat."

Garry frowned. "I am not a scaredy cat!" Blue and Mary quietly giggled behind him.

They placed Jeremiah on Garry's shoulder. "Yeah he isn't a scaredy cat!"

Garry screamed and thrashed around as the doll fell off his shoulder. Luckily, Ib caught him at the last moment. "Garry! Be careful! You almost hurt the poor thing!" Ib patted the small doll on the head. "It's okay." Ib handed the Jeremiah to Blue.

"Shall we get going?" Blue asked. "We still have to show them the whole gallery."

"Yes, there are many new paintings." Ib said. "Mr. Guertena loves to paint."

"You mean they discovered some new painting?" Garry asked. "I remember seeing one or two unfamiliar ones at the gallery."

"Yeah, there are new ones." Ib smiled. "Now come on! Let me show you!" She grabbed Garry and Mary's hand while Mary grabbed Blue's hand with Jeremiah on her shoulder. Together, the five walked through the twisted gallery.

While Ib walked down the hall, she thought about Mary and Garry. They had spent a year together while Ib had spent ten years all alone. She wondered what they did while she was stuck here. Did they go to that café Garry had talked about? Did they get macaroons without her? Did they have fun while Ib was stuck here, bored? Ib felt jealous.

"Ib, which way do we go?" Garry asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Hmm?" Ib asked. But before Garry could answer, stone vines tore their hands from the other's grasp. "Garry!" Ib called as she clung onto Mary.

"Are you okay?" Garry asked. "Mary, Ib?"

"We're fine." Mary replied. "We'll just go around like last time. Hopefully we won't run into any trouble this time around." Mary looked down realizing that last time, the trouble was her.

"Okay, me, blue, and Jeremiah will go the other way." Garry said as he shivered, remembering the doll room. "Hopefully we don't run into any trouble either."

Ib glanced at the title on the painting that had probably caused the vines. Flowers of Jealousy. Ib's eyes widened. Had she caused the vines because she was jealous? Ib reached down to grab Mary's hand. "Come on Mary, let's go."

"Goodbye." Mary said as she left with Ib.

The two girls looked around the somewhat familiar room they were in. After a while of looking, Ib started a conversation with Mary. "So how's the outside world?" After a few minutes of talking, Ib asked a question that had surprised Mary.

"If you could pick one of us to leave with you, who would it be? Me or Garry?"

Mary abruptly stopped what she was doing at stared up at Ib, wide eyed. "W-why would you ask a question like that?"

"Because I want to know." Ib snapped.

"I-I..." For once Mary was at a loss for words. Then she remembered what Ib had said long ago. "I would choose both."

Ib stared at her for a moment before gasping. "Oh my gosh Mary I'm so sorry! I don't know why I asked that I'm so sorry!" Tears welled up in Ib's eyes as she remembered the same questioned being asked to her. "No, I would not allow you to do what I did." Ib stated as she pulled Mary into a hug. "I don't want you to be stuck here again."

Mary returned her hug. "I would gladly do it."

Ib frowned. "No, I wouldn't allow you to. I would do the same as before, I would sacrifice myself and let you and Garry leave."

Mary sighed. "I won't let you."

"Mary," Ib sighed, "Only two of us are gonna make it out of here, and those two will be you and Garry."

Although Ib did hate the thought of being stuck in the gallery.

Stuck there all alone.