Author's Note: So this is the over-due Chapter Eight. Some humor has returned. But from here on out, the humor will be unfortunately turned off. Well not completely off but it will be scarce. Sorry folks. Thats how it's going to be played out for a while.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jhonen Vasquez's Idea's or any of his characters.

Chapter Eight- I'm A Huge Fan!!!

-Madison's P.O.V-

It was a nice night, nicer then most. I forgot my book at Nny's place and just remembered it was still there. I walked down the steps of my apartment building. Roy tagged along with no complaint. I walked across the street and up to Johnny's doorstep. I rang the doorbell the screams of the doorbell made me snicker.

Johnny opened the door and greeted me.

"Hello Maddie, Roy Boy. What brings you here?" He asked.

Roy gave up 'convincing' Nny his name was Roy, not Roy Boy.

"I forgot a book inside your home." I said casually.

"Oh… I see, well do come in. You can look for it, I'm in a way sorting things out." Johnny said in a spooky Dracula voice.

I smiled and walked in then said, "Been practicing that voice?"

"Not really." Nny replied, he returned to staring out the window mumbling to himself. I didn't quite hear what he said.

I started to look under the couch not bringing my face to close to the filthy ground. I noticed Roy just standing and watching, I said "Don't just stand there, help me."

He rolled his eyes and started to search as well. I stood up and pushed the couch out and bent down disappearing behind it.

I hollered "Roy seep your head through the floor or a wall and check the other rooms."

"Are you blind?" he snapped. "Have you seen how filthy this place is? I'm not sticking my face through anything." Roy said firmly.

"You are useless." I muttered, when I saw out of the corner of my eye Roy lift his foot it was too late to move he kicked my ass and I fell forward into a fleet of dust bunnies. I sprang up immediately infuriated while spitting out the horrid taste of dust from my mouth. Then there was a knock on the door that made me lose all interest at yelling at Roy.

I saw Johnny answer the door I began dusting myself off shooting Roy a dirty look (literally). I heard Johnny use his Dracula voice once again. Then the last thing I expect to step through the door way does. This… guy of sorts walks into the room dressed like Johnny. I scratched this off as being something bad was going to happen to that horrid looking person. He had really bad skin.

Roy burst into a fit of laughter collapsing to his knees. The young guest looked at me and smiled sickly.

"I know who you are… Your Madison Right. Hi…" He snorted and stifled an equally sick laugh and said "I'm Jimmy or Mmy for short." Jimmy snickered wildly as if he made a clever joke. I was beginning to get that feeling of just running away to get away from his sickening presence, it was sending chills up my fucking spine.

I glanced at Johnny he said, "Jimmy here has been following me. He saw my… Uh…rampage at Taco Hell."

"I see… You haven't been following me by any chance…?" I left the question hanging, but Jimmy shook his ugly head left to right.

"Anyhow, I'm a huge fan of your work!" Jimmy turned and said to Johnny.

Roy howled with laughter "A fan! Holy shit! What the fuck is wrong with this kid!?"

I was by now wondering the same thing. Why would anyone aspire to Johnny of all people?

Jimmy started to babble excitedly to Johnny. I wasn't paying attention I went back to searching for my book; I actually couldn't careless what this Jimmy person had to say. His existence is most repellent.

Jimmy continued to talk; Johnny muttered something to him, which seemed like a warning of sorts. Because Jimmy's reaction was less then approved. He got more frantic with every word. It made me stop my search again to watch what will happen, Johnny seemed pretty irritated by Jimmy's voice.

"But! You can't make me leave!" A darkening expression swept across his face, he continued to talk his face twisting to a disgusting shape as he told his disturbing story. Which I only caught half of… the ending part. Which made my stomach lurch.

I saw Johnny turn away from Jimmy biting his lip giving the expression that read, "how pathetic this really was."

Roy had stopped laughing he was wearing a disgusted face as well. Jimmy turned his attention to me still wearing that twisted face he just smiled. "You know? Maddie you look a lot like this one hot headed girl who used to beat me up…" He was now three feet in front of me as if saying my supposedly unknown nickname was casual conversation.

I gave him one of my burning glares, Roy saw the look I was giving and frowned.

Roy has been on my case about killing, instantly asking for a good reason for killing

anybody. If I don't I get an earful, jeez I sometimes feel like a dopey husband in a bad marriage listening to his nagging wife. But once I thought of that I wanted to fall down the stairs. Which by the way isn't pleasant…

Regardless, Roy nudged me. So I bit my lower lip holding back a threat and managed a strained "Is that so?"

"Yeah! Well I guess killing you would be proof enough for Johnny that I can be a great killer. Then that'd give me a chance to you know to you before you're dead." He said just as casually which for one really irked the hell out of me, and two… Nobody says that to me…

Before I was going to wrap my fingers around his throat (as much as I didn't want to even touch him) Johnny held his stomach and departed down the stairs saying "Oh… Ohhh… If you would… Please… Excuse me. You know that feeling you get? The one where you know you're going to projectile vomit out of every orifice? I feel that right now. I want you away. Leave me to my vomit."

"Hey!! Where are you going?!" Jimmy looked distressed and followed his idol. I rolled up my sleeves readying myself to strangle the ugly bastard.

But before I could get my chance a knife flew and pierced into his right shoulder, Jimmy tumbled down the stairs making so much noise. I sat perched a top the stairs watching the scene from there, not wanting to get in the way.

I saw Johnny take a spider-like stance before his trembling fan and whisper horribly to him "Imagine the flattery known to anybody who is told they've inspired some noble aspiration in somebody. The student then presents our sculptor with work fashioned after the sculptors style- a likeness of the student himself."

"Or herself…" I muttered. Roy stood behind me still frowning.

"It is a monstrosity! A fucking mess. Even worse. Is that our artist sees that this piece of shit before him is a more reasonable facsimile of his own work then he'd like to think. You fucking idiot!! Admire me?!! You shit!!! I'm the villain of this fucking story!" (A/N: No, not really…)

Jimmy whimpered then said in shaken voice "No! This is wrong! You… You're supposed to teach me!!!"

Johnny stepped back, and shouted, "Okay. First lesson!"

Nny swung his hooked weapon and lodged it deep into Jimmy's chest cavity. "Be a better judge of character." Johnny growled. He ripped a long ugly jagged wound through Jimmy.

I stared meekly, I never really ever seen Johnny do anything. Except for that one time he caught those two chatty asses at the movie theatre. So I was pretty curious, Roy's eyebrows knitted and clamped his hands over my eyes, like a parent shielding their child from a gory scene in a horror movie. I protested angrily only getting to hear what was happening which wasn't satisfying at all.

"Johnny is such a horrible influence, man this is like trying to keep crack from a crack whore…" Roy muttered I cursed at him mad as hell for him comparing me to a crack whore! Minutes later he removed his hands and I saw Johnny climbing the stairs towards me, not very happy at all.

He looked up at me with hollow eyes and said, "I don't like myself much."

-Johnny's P.O.V-

I had been continuously apologizing to Madison for what Jimmy said to her. Madison tired- was humble of the situation and said, "If you didn't kill him, I would have strangled him…no worries."

So I just washed my hands and face of this fiasco and asked Madison to leave. She left hesitantly obviously sensing this was worse then it was… It is but I reassured her is nothing more then a tic removed from my skin. Still unsure she left with Roy shaking his head at me, I have no idea what his problem was.

I stood staring at the door, frowning. What this event has showed me that, excess… Isn't a good thing.

-Late Into The Spooooky Night At My House-

"Then I'll forget my stomach if I'm hungry! Shut off my want if I'm lonely! Tear off my genitals if I'm aroused!!" I shouted angrily at Reverend Meat. He was seriously pissing me off.

I looked from Meat to Mr. Samsa… "You're sick. You're smart. You can't help but know that I'm right on this. C'mon let's go dancing." Reverend Meat suggested gently. I crossed my arms over my chest turning away.

Resist. Use that stuff Nny. Use that stuff.

"NailBunny?" I said perking my ears to the faded voice of NailBunny.

I shook my head and faced Reverend Meat, "No!! Noo!!! I'm not going to do this! If anyone is going to give in it's you!" I yelled my fists clenching, knuckles turning white.

"Dream or not. I just got through being a slave. The last thing I need now is to quarrel with my own organics. It should go willing. I should own it! I have my freedom." I stated firmly.

Meat screamed "No such thing! No such thing!"

I marched to the door about to leave and screamed back at him in an awkward jumble of words "I'm a slave to nothing, you little burger eating kind of meaty guy! Nothing!" I slammed the door behind me stomping to my car.

I stopped before it, completely infuriated. I punched and dented the car door growling at it when it didn't fall to pieces. I breathed in and rested my head against the cold glass of the window. I thought deeply, one thing… I really needed right now was to get away from this place. To many strings, attachments, even though my slavery has been lifted. I still felt that something was holding me back, something or someone continuing to care for this machine of mine. It's just too much to bare, too much responsibility to unload onto one person.

I made up my mind I had to go… Somewhere cut all the strings. Never grow these strings again. That's my new goal, to never grow emotions, feelings, and then let the cold set in. Numbing me from the world and everything in it.

I shoved my hands into my pockets. And looked up at the apartment building across the street. I saw one of the lights were still on, on the top floor.

Madison… I looked down. With my new goals, it'd mean I would never get to smile with her again. I sighed mournfully, but this had to be done. Despite my friendship, it'd be good for her to. She's trying to recover from insanity, and when I'm gone she'll be able to get through this rough patch without me here to encourage I guess. It's not like I'm leaving forever, just my emotions are. I walked across the street mentally preparing the conversation ahead.

-Roy's P.O.V-

I was lounging on Madison's bed lazily watching. She was going through her closet after the mountain of socks nearly devoured her. I was over the whole exotic interest towards socks; I forgot those things were in there actually. She was cursing flinging socks behind her sometimes she actually stood up and started to fire the balled up socks at me but I let them fly through me then smiled smugly.

She huffed unhappily when they sailed right through me. I yawned and said, "How long are you going to be digging a trench in the damn socks?"

"What the hell are you talking about? They're only here because you stockpiled them! Of all the places as well, you idiotic baboon!"

I stifled a laugh; I haven't been called a baboon since I was in elementary school! Ha, but as much as I hated to admit sometimes when she was angry like this I thought it was cute. I felt my cheeks go warm, but fanned away the thought. I heard a knock, but Madison was still in the mountain of socks. I rolled my eyes and walked to the door and poked my head out, and was looking at Johnny C. He waved a little bit to me, I gave him a sour look and then muttered, "Come in… If you must."

I opened the door reluctantly grumbling. He walked in giving me a sad look, I scoffed and escorted him to Madison's bedroom where she… She disappeared. But seconds later I heard muffled curses from inside the pile. Johnny looked on curiously then said, "I knew it…"

I sighed again in mock annoyance. I just wanted an excuse to get out of Johnny's presence; I honestly really did hate him. I started to shift through the socks searching for a foot or hand on Madison's part. She shot up happily holding a red balled up pair of socks, I had no time to care due to almost being scared shitless!

She climbed out and exclaimed "Lookit what I found! My only pair of red socks! I missed these." She stood up beside Johnny smiling. He forced a weak smile in return she saw this and frowned. I rolled my eyes, and thought here we go…

I sat on the bed and stared at the random pinhole in the wall obviously bored and uninterested. All the events recently have been centered on Johnny it was boring. I was hoping to have a Johnny free night tonight with Madison. Alone, and uninterrupted. And due to the events of Johnny, my heart was broken because Madison only thinks of me as a brother. Nothing more or nothing less, after I basically broke down and blurted my feelings about her. It was worse then being called 'just a friend'.

I was dealing though… Hard as it was to think it'd never spark. It was still nice to have this type of relationship with her.

Johnny leaned up against the wall and was by what I could tell avoiding eye contact. Madison of course by now looked concerned.

Johnny began "I have something important to tell you. It's a bit upsetting but please just listen to what I have to say."

Madison nodded; Johnny glanced at me I nodded as well.

"Certain events have showed me that, this poorly tended machine of mine, its responsibility is falling into your lap Madison. I don't want that, I just got over being a slave, as you already know. But all my wants and needs are piling and becoming too much to care for anymore. I want to exert my freedom and let go feelings, emotions, and needs willingly." Johnny said in his normal gloomy tone.

I didn't quite understand what Johnny was saying or what he was trying to say, but the look on Madison's face was unnerving me.

"To achieve my new goal, I need to leave on my own and hope to cut all the 'strings'." He finished, still not giving either Madison or me any eye contact.

Madison asked simply "What?"

"Weren't you listening?" Johnny asked.

"I was, and so basically you're leaving on a kind of vacation to never feel emotion anymore…?" I asked, Nny nodded.

"You will come back right?" Madison asked hopefully.

"Yes I will. But I'll be gone for a long time, when I come back I hope to be numb from everything and everybody." Johnny summarized.

"That'd mean you'd never be able to…?" Madison left hanging; she reached for his shoulder to give a comforting hand. But he backed away and snapped "Don't touch me! Please… I don't want you to touch me."

"Why not? She doesn't have a disease." I piped up.

"It's not like that you rodent. Most humans have a sickening and empty touch. I can't remember the last time she touched me so I'm afraid it has changed and become empty." He explained. I glared at him, what is he complaining about? At least he could feel people's touch. The only time I do have the chance to feel at all is only for a short time because it's hard to concentrate to become semi real. Or when I'm surprised, or frightened which isn't very often and hard to appreciate.

Madison looked sadly at him and said, "So this is what you really want to do?"

"Yes. I think it will also benefit you to." He said switching his attention back to Madison.

I thought for a moment then it struck me that once he was gone he would no longer be a factor in her killing tendencies. This is awesome!

Madison seemed to come to the same conclusion, I guessed she didn't want him to leave but realized it would truly benefit her as well. She bowed her head in defeat and sat beside me on her bed. Johnny stood in front of her Madison didn't look up.

"I want you of all people to understand, that I want this friendship to last. And if things keep going on as they are, it will fall apart. By me leaving in a sense I'll be immobilizing the moment." He smiled weakly. I didn't understand what he smiled at because Madison smiled a little bit as well.

She laughed slightly "Ha… While you are working on getting away from your emotions, I'll be trying to get a handle on mine. By the time you come back we'll be two completely different people."

"It seems so. Then with that said I'll be leaving, I'm leaving tonight. I want to get away as fast as I can. I have to run back to my place and pack then say good-bye to Squeegee." Johnny said turning and walking to the door.

"I'll walk you out." Madison offered standing up and walking past Johnny to the front door. He followed, both of them leaving me in here. I stood up as well and followed them out.

-Outside The Apartment Building-

Madison stood in front of Johnny and shrugged her shoulders. He lifted his hand and waved he turned to walk across the street. Madison unexpectedly dashed to him and quickly hugged his back and stepped away. She said "I know you don't like to be touched but this good-bye thing would be to awkward without giving a hug." She gave him a toothy smile.

He gave her a weird look and said "Hmm. No emptiness, you're odd. Oh and before I forget can you baby-sit my house? Make sure nobody comes or leaves?"

Madison wore a look of surprise but nodded. He nodded in return and continued to his house and walked inside. Roy stood close by arms folded across his chest tapping his foot looking impatient.

"Done yet?" He asked.

Madison ignored him and walked right up to Roy. He still was tapping his foot she stomped on his foot the pain shot up to his face and he jumped away holding his foot yelling and cursing.

"Now I am." Madison said cheerfully.

End Of Chapter

Anyhow, the obvious next step in the story is the oh so anticipated arrival of Jimmy. We all hate him, or people who do creepy NnyxMmy fics are probably hissing at me for following the damn story. I tried my best to cut out and or not over use text straight from JTHM it really does bother me when I do have to take lines directly from my Director's Cut. I apologize again to the readers of Ragdolls.

-Darkarise