A/N: Hello, folks! My apologies for the lack of updates, but, as I said, things are busier now, so I won't be on here as often. :) As for the next time I'll post, I have no idea when that'll be. For now, please enjoy this long-awaited chapter! Let's go! XD

Chapter 10: Father and Son Time

Kevin's PoV:

Marv and I make it back to his house (or whoever's house it is), and he closes the door behind us. All of a sudden, I feel tense, because I realize I gave up the opportunity to escape. I could've kicked, screamed, and cried for help, in order to try and get away, but my will to not wander the dark highway on Halloween night was stronger than trying to escape from Marv.

"Alright," Marv turns around to face me. "I don't think I can trust you to stay up in that room by yourself." My heart falters. I hate sharing a room with somebody. Ever since I had to share a bed with Fuller the first year we went on vacation, I've preferred to sleep in my own bed.

"Oh, come on, Marv," I practically beg. "I'll be fine. I'm not going anywhere. That highway is too dark, and can't be trusted. I'm not leaving!"

Marv almost looks disappointed. "I wish I could believe you, man, but I can't," Marv thinks a little more. "Come on, you can stay in my room for awhile," He can obviously see the pained look on my face, because he says, "Don't worry, it won't be forever. It's just until I know you can stay here."

I cross my arms. "Making me sleep with somebody won't help the situation. I'm used to having my own room,"

"Come on, Kevin, don't be difficult with me," He takes ahold of my arm and starts leading me upstairs. "You want me to trust you, don't you?"

"Well, sure, but ever since Fuller peed on me, I've been weary of sharing a room with anyone!"

"What?"

"Nevermind…" I shake my head, because I know he doesn't understand. I know it takes a simple explanation, but I don't feel like saying it. At least, not tonight…

"If it makes you feel any better, Kev, you won't be sleeping with me. You'll be on the floor, alright?"

"Well, that's a little better, at least, but still…"

"'Still' nothing. You're sleeping in my room, and that's final,"

Marv doesn't trust me, since I tried to escape. I'm sure he doesn't believe me about surrendering, either. I know it's hard to believe someone like me, who's full of tricks up his sleeve, but I wish he would, in this case. I hate sharing a room…

"What if I have to go to the bathroom?"

"You can go to the bathroom,"

"Really?"

"Yes, because there's one in my room," I breathe a sigh of relief. I don't have to wake him up every time I have to go to the bathroom. "Don't worry, it'll be kind of like a sleepover. A Father and son, getting to know each other. In fact, I have a TV in my room. A have a few movies we can watch. Would you like that?" By now, we're at the top of the stairs. I feel excited about staying up and watching movies, but I know it's fake. Marv just wants to pretend to be like a Father to me. He's trying to get me to resort to stockholm syndrome.

"I'm not usually allowed to stay up this late…" That's when it hits me: It's Halloween night. Mom usually lets us stay up to watch a scary movie before bed. Marv looks like he's about to say something, but I speak, "But, then again, it is Halloween night…" I look up at Marv and smile. "I guess one movie won't hurt." He looks a little happier, since I took him up on what he wanted.

By now, we're in his bedroom. He lets go of my arm and closes the door behind us. I look around, and see that it's a simple white room, with a big bed. The wall closest to the foot of the bed has a TV on a cabinet.

To the right of the TV (closest to me), is a bathroom. I feel a little better, but I still don't know Marv too well, despite how he's apparently related to me. I feel like things could suddenly turn sour…

"Well," Marv pulls a pillow and a blanket out of the closet, which is across from the bathroom, and beside Marv's bed. He lays them out on the floor. It's not a whole lot, but at least I don't have to share a bed with the guy. "I trust this will be comfortable enough for you. If not, there's more in the closet," Once he finishes properly laying out the bed on the floor, he looks up at me and asks, "So, what'll it be? Halloween? Arachnophobia? Nightmare on Elm Street?"

My arms have been crossed this whole time. I then ask, "You don't seem like the type of person that would like Halloween movies,"

"Are you kidding? I love them!" For some reason, I can't take him seriously… "I live and breathe Halloween movies," He's definitely not being truthful with me. "Come on, find something spooky to watch."

Marv opens the cabinet underneath the TV, revealing shelves of movies. How does this all exist? I know it's a house from his Mother, but she must've been taking care of it for him this whole time. I wonder what this woman is like, and if she approves of Marv's crimes.

While thinking about all this, I make my way over to the TV to pick out a movie. Marv pounces on his bed, like a child would. I look in the cabinet, looking at all the VHS tapes. "Wow…"

"I know, eh? Ma kept all my favourites, in case I needed to move here," I look back at Marv, once he says that. I know he's referring to having to get away from Harry, but I'm curious what the story is behind that. "Nevermind. I'll explain it later," Marv waves me off. "Just pick a movie, for now."

I just shrug, while looking through Marv's movies. Surprisingly, for a guy as wimpy as Marv, he seems to have a huge love for scary movies. That's mostly what he has in here. The first shelf is scary movies, while the shelf beneath it is a mixed variety. I even see a few Disney movies hiding on the bottom shelf.

One particular movie catches my eye, and I grab it to see if it's what I think it is. "Diner?" I question. I look back at Marv, holding up said movie. Marv looks closely at it. "Oh, Diner! That's a good movie,"

"It has you in it, though…" I glance at the movie, then back at Marv again.

"No, no. That's Daniel Stern. He looks a lot like me, but I assure you, I'm not a famous movie star,"

I roll my eyes, before putting the movie back on the shelf. "If you say so…" I keep searching, and I finally come across Monster Squad. It's more of a kids' Halloween movie, but it's good. It actually seems like a Marv movie, to me. "What about this?" I hold up the movie.

"Yeah, sure. Why not? I like that movie," I nod. I then stand up and proceed to plug in the movie. (Ah, good ol' VHS tapes…) I set up everything else for the movie, because I'm pretty tech savvy. I'm usually the one, who helps fix the VCR, when there's a problem. I remember having to do it once for Uncle Frank… That's a story for another day. Once the movie is set up, I go sit on my bed on the floor. I can't see the TV, laying down, so I have to sit up to watch it. "Do you want to sit up on my bed, pal?" Marv pats the spot beside him.

"Uh, no. I'm fine," Marv nods, understandingly.

You don't get that with usual abductors… I guess he's trying to keep an eye on me, but he's also trying to not make me too uncomfortable. He wants me to be comfortable here, but I just don't know if he'll succeed with that. I look up at the movie, still feeling a little nervous with being here, because after the lights go out, I don't know how the rest of the night is going to go…

To be Continued…

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A/N: Thanks, guys! :D Holy shit. That was a long chapter! Well, I was going to stop about halfway through that, but I wanted to keep going. I thought you guys deserved it as a Christmas special (even though the story takes place during Halloween), and because of my absence. :) I have no idea if I'll be updating Christmas Eve or day, but, if I don't, I hope you all have a very merry Christmas! :D I can't believe this is my fifth year doing this whole Home Alone thing… Well, it's been four years, but five Christmases. Though, that's the way it happened! :) Anyway, I'll leave you guys to guess what's going to happen next! Until then, merry Christmas, everyone! XD Woohoo!

- Majora's Mask Freak184