A/N:Once again sorry for the long wait. I grounded from the computer but I'm sneaking on here as best as I can. So peace out! btw thanx again for the lovely reviews

Disclamer!: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE KLONOA CHARACTERS!! I ONLY OWN HOLLIS AND ANY OTHER OF MY OCs

Chapter 7: Strangers like Me

After three days of the villagers trying to burn, hang, decapitate or whatever they do to a witch, the cramps had finally died down and her cycle had ended. Hollis had turned back into the quiet but fiery tempered girl that the trio had found that fateful day. They hadn't though gotten paid from the village they saved from the monsters because they were accusing Hollis of cursing their town.

Obviously her friends didn't believed in all of what they said, 'well that's what it seems,' she thought gloomily during dinner. 'Besides it's my entire fault for this whole mess, I still don't understand why they're letting me still tag along with them. Now since they heard what those villagers said their probably want to turn me in…or something.' And she continued to slurp the strange food that she suspected to be soup.

She felt the warm liquid slid down her throat and warm her insides from the cold night. She had learned quickly that the desert that they have been traveling in for the past three days were like the ones from her world. It got awfully cold at night and very hot during the day. This didn't seem to please her. Hollis didn't like neither summer nor winter, it was fall and spring that made her the happiest.

When she finished her huge gulps of the warm soup and putting the empty bowl back into the bag Pango had brought out the eating supplies with. She got back to her pill of blankets sat Indian style as she listen to Pango and Klonoa speak to one another about plans or something she didn't find interesting. So she tuned them out and began to stare off into space or rather watch the fire dance before her eyes. She then got even more bored then before and soon tuned her two new friends back in (who which Guntz had joined in as well).

"So, tomorrow we're gonna head back to Breezegale again? I thought we had enough supplies." Guntz said.

"Uh, we did but we didn't get all of them and we're running out of food and other necessary things. Besides it's the closest town near us on the map." Klonoa had replied back to him. "And the last time we went there didn't you leave your Red Clan so it could get repairs?"

"Yeah, they better have finished by now." Guntz said irritably.

Hollis couldn't help but feel left out of the conversation but, always having this feeling even before she had came there kept quiet. How was she going to tell them of what she thought and what she wanted to know? Well it had never stopped her before at school to tell what she wanted to know but what she thought that was a hard one for her. Soon she began to acknowledge someone was speaking to her.

"Oh sorry what did you say?"

"I said what do you think about going to Breezegale? Is it alright for you?" Pango said in his own fatherly way and he gave her a small encouraging smile.

She stared at them as they stared back at her, waiting for an answer. Did they really want to know how she felt about going somewhere with them? What is with these people? Why do they seem to care so much about her? But instead not feeling like trying to find the answer she just nodded her head and replied, "Sure, I don't care." And with that said the trio of heroes began a new conversation.

She listened to what they had to say to one another, she soon realized that Guntz hadn't spoken much other then the conversation of going to that place, oh whats it called Bleaziegal or was it Breezegale? Oh well, whatever.

She then looked around the camp trying to find anything interesting to look at but finding nothing she heavily sighed and sat her chin on the palm of her hands. She looked up at the darkening purple night sky and seen the stars now coming out of their hiding places. Soon getting tired Hollis got under her blankets and began to fall asleep.

As always as it seemed Hollis woke to see Guntz going on his night shift. She watched him sleepily as he once more sat in front of the fire which was about to go out. Hollis didn't care about how much she couldn't stand being near him began to sit next to him letting the blankets fall off of her. He just watched her sit a few inches away from him and blinked her eyes tiredly up at the still dark sky.

The silents hung in the air for awhile as both the canines sat peacefully beside one another. Guntz got weary of watching the fire go out and instead joined Hollis at looking up at the starry sky. Then Hollis broke the silents.

"You know the constellations are very different here then the ones where I'm from." She whispered not wanting to awake the other two sleeping members. Guntz just stared at her seeing her still look at the night sky and as they shown more brilliantly as the fire went completely out and bringing the cold air around their bodies. Guntz didn't think much of it for he had a thicker coat of fur and his red jacket on but Hollis on the other hand didn't have thick fur and it seemed that it had its summer coat and her sleeveless turtle-neck and Capri-jeans.

'I'll try to ignore it, just at the moment.' She thought as she cupped her hands together. She soon got out of her negative thoughts about the coldness when Guntz finally replied to her comment about the constellations. "What do you mean 'where you're from'?" He asked eyeing her suspiciously. She sat quietly pondering as to what she should say to this. Should she tell them about her world or is it a bad idea, too? Soon coming to a conclusion she shook her head, "I-I can't tell you. Just not now that is." She whispered wearily.

She shivered as a gust of cold wind blew at both their bodies and she tried warming herself by rubbing her hands together and blowing hot air into the cupped hands. She began once more thinking bitter thoughts of the cold nights and how the fire shouldn't have went out like it did. She shivered once more as another gust of the cold breeze swept passed her.

She looked over at Guntz and then began to think bitter thoughts about him for his thicker fur coat and red jacket-"Are you cold?" He asked whispering to her. She was stunned. 'Did he just ask what I thought he asked?' she thought astound. But before she could answer he took off his red jacket and draped it across her head. The sudden warmth from it began to go through her body as it laid on the top of her head and she just let it sit there still dumb founded. She looked back up at Guntz and she could have sworn she saw a hint of a blush across his golden muzzle but she wasn't quite sure for it was too dark for her to really see. But not wanting to embarrass him even more she kept quiet about it and smiled a little inside.

She glanced once more at Guntz and saw the blush died down just a bit and the frown on his muzzle deepened as he too continued to look up at the stars with Hollis. Then the realization dawned on her. She was looking up at the stars with Guntz! The Golden Death himself (who she had been told by the others was his little nick-name they gave him. Whom she still had no idea as to why)?

She turned, wide eyed and mouth agape at him. The red jacket had then fallen on her shoulders still keeping her warm. Guntz soon began to get iffy at her staring at him and how her own golden masked face seems to deepen in a darker shade and a hint of red to it. He figured that it was a blush. He spoke in a gruff whisper,

"What are you gawking at?"

Hollis jumped at the sudden sound of his voice. She answered to his rather harsh question, "S-sorry it's just I have never expect you to ever do something like this. Especially with me," She squeaked adding the last part a little bit quieter.

Guntz rolled his eyes, but decided he didn't want to discuses it any farther. "How good are you with other girls around your age?" He surprisingly asked. Hollis was puzzled at his question. Why would he want to know about how she dealt with other sociality? But she did begin to question how good she was with other girls around her age. She hated to admit it but not very well. She couldn't even get along with the girls who were older then she. It just felt like they were just using her for their own selfish reasons. Maybe she was just use to living with so many boys in her life.

She heard a cough as if to say 'hurry up and answer'. "Oh! U-uh, um not very well I guess." She answered very unintelligently.

"Exactly how old are you?" Guntz questioned once more. Making Hollis even more puzzled.

"I'm fifteen years old." She replied and Guntz who seem to not care really thought, 'Why is such a young girl like her traveling with a most unlikely group of 'heroes'?'

"Why do you ask, Guntz?" She said using his name for once and having the curious light in her bright brown eyes. He stared into them as if searching for the answer seeing if they lay in the very iris of them. He sighed and answered to her question, "I just felt like asking you that. To see what kind of girls would be around you age." The answer didn't satisfy Hollis one bit but let it drop like the many earlier conversations they had (which weren't very many).

"Why are we asking so many questions about me?" She asked, the questions didn't offend her at all just as long as it didn't include anything about her family. But she just didn't comfortable talking about herself.

"I barely asked any questions about you." He said matter-a-fact. She just looked at him skeptically glaring daggers at him.

"Well fine then I'll ask questions about you. How old are you?" She asked, he in returned glared daggers at her. For the longest time Guntz did not answer. Even when Hollis tried to get him to talk back to her he would not answer her nor will he look at her.

She gave a big defeated sigh and stood, "If you're not going to speak to me then I guess I'll go back to sleep," And so she went back to you pail of blankets forgetting about his red jacket which was still hanging on her shoulders.

Hollis could not go back to sleep but still she just lay in her mountain of blankets and let the warmth cascade through her body. Several times she would flip on her back and continue to look up at the now brightening sky as it began to turn a light shade of purple.

All the while a certain someone had been awakened by the little conversation the two canines had had. The cabbit secretly smirking at a devious little thought, 'Well it seems a miracle has finally came for Guntz.'

Every member of the group awoke and Hollis had volunteered to fix breakfast. She dug in the bag of food supplies and Pango had made another fire once more. Hollis had a difficult time trying to figure out the strange foods she had taken out. Every shape, every color, and every taste was different. She was afraid maybe if she ate anything strange some how she was going to be like Alice and somehow turn small or gigantic. Maybe it wasn't a good idea for her to cook.

When Klonoa rolled up her pill of blankets Hollis brew enough courage to ask what every food was and what it would make.

"Uh I'm not a real expert on cooking. Sorry I can't help." He told her.

Hollis gave a defeated sigh. 'I guess I'm just going to have experiment.' She thought nervously.

She put random object in the skillet after tasting to see what it would taste like. She then poured some liquid oil in it next. She stirred it up and soon she wanted to see what it tasted like. She took a spoon and scooped up some of the food. She blew on it to cool it and sipping slowly and tasted.

Hollis froze. The taste of her experiment taste awful! She could not bare it any longer but swallowed any way because she did not want to waste the food. After all there were starving kids in foreign countries who would be glad to at least eat something.

Soon out of no where Klonoa came behind her, "Hey that looks good!" He said and he took the spoon from her hand and got some for himself. Hollis tried to warn him but it was too late. Klonoa froze himself as well and a shiver from disguise went up and down his spine. He moved the spoon away from his mouth and he continued to blankly stare at nothing all until, "Ack! It looks good but it taste awf-!" He was about to finish when he quickly realized that it was Hollis who he was talking to and he began to quickly recover as to what he said.

"Uh…no need Klonoa for you to lie and try to say its good when its not. I know, I tried it myself, I hate it too." Hollis said looking at her knees. "Its just I don't know what is with your food ingredients."

"Don't worry, when we get to Breezegale there's someone I know who will help you." He said patting on the shoulder and giving her a thumbs up. She smiled very brightly at him and nodded an understanding.

Guntz was very grumpy when he came to check and to see breakfast was not served yet. But was even more cross when he savored the food Hollis had made. He gave the same reaction as both Hollis and Klonoa gave and he spat it out once it hit his taste buds. "Ew that's very nasty!" He exclaimed. Hollis who couldn't help but glare at him and well you know glared at him. 'Ok I know it was bad but he didn't have to make a show about it.' She thought bitterly.

The group set out once more to Breezegale and all four of them were very hungry for no one ate very much of Hollis' cooking. Guntz gloomed darkly at her and making her very cross herself. Klonoa whined quietly to himself about how hungry he was. Pango just tried to suppress the grumbling of his stomach.

When lunch came they all gladly let Pango to cook this time and filling their bellies just as happily and once they were finished they set out once again.

Soon they were able to walk on the soft green grass instead of the rocky ground of the desert. Hollis was very relieved to have finally been able to cool off her soar feet.

Once all four of them were standing on the hill they soon caught eye with their destination. Breezegale.

Hollis was amazed. She couldn't see all of it well but of what she could see it was amazing.

"Well there it is Hollis, Breezegale." Klonoa said in a proud voice. Hollis nodded eagerly, "It's very beautiful!" She said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Come on I want you to meet someone while we're staying there for the short while." Klonoa said taking her hand and leading her down the hill along with the others following her and Klonoa.

Once they had entered the town, a feminine voice was heard, "Klonoa you're back!" Hollis turned her head in the direction of the speaker.

It was obvious a girl from the sound of the voice but Hollis was confused. It was defiantly a girl but was she a human or was she an animal like her friends? Well she did have a tail, so what was she a monkey?

Hollis soon noticed someone else was with her. Now she was really confused. What was that thing!? It looked like a yellow-ish dog boy or something. Her mouth hung open at these new-uh-people.

The two strange boy and girl jogged to the group of heroes and Hollis. "Hi Lolo," Klonoa had address to the girl, "and Popka." He said turning to the yellow dog boy.

Popka looked at Hollis (who had stopped gawking at him and Lolo) with his green eyes and with a hint of mischief flashed them at Guntz. Popka smirked and looked away from both of them. Guntz saw that smug smirk, and he let out a low growl at him.

"Lolo I want you to meet Hollis." Klonoa said gesturing for Hollis to come forth. Hollis obeyed and approached Lolo and Popka.

"Uh…hi nice to uh meet you um Lolo and Popka?" Hollis said some what nervous. They seemed like nice people but she wasn't quite sure even though they are Klonoa's friends. Guntz was his friend and he was still mean to her most of the time.

"Lolo, Hollis' need some help in cooking our kind of food. You see she's not from around here and the things are very different for her." Pango had told the younger girl.

"I understand," She nodded and took Hollis' hand. "I'll teach her everything I know." And off Lolo took Hollis to give her the full tour and explanations of the world and whats happening.

Hollis found all of this to be quite interesting. Every detail had to have something great about it or something great about someone. Just like her world.

"And you see those little things over there?" Lolo pointed toward a fat-round bunny looking thing with strange makings. "Those are called moos." 'Moos? Like as in the cow 'moo'?' Hollis thought. 'Why do they call them moos?' Then as if to answer her question one of them mooed. "Oh." She whispered.

A/N:Sorry for the cruddy ending for this chapter.