A/N: I took a little break to update this other story in another section, & I only got one review (& 2 hits) on it so I'm dropping it. Talk about a waste of time. I was thinking on starting yet another story so I won't forget it, because I've had it for like ever & I'm starting to forget all my ideas…Anyways, I'm back now, & I hope you enjoy this latest chapter! I was planning for a while on how I was going to write this chapter…

Dislaimer: All I own is my songs, my titles, & my T.V. shows. Yes soon (when I get un-lazy) you can all be tortured by the horror of the Clown show…lol.

Important: Ok depending on what you guys want, there may or may not be an informational chapter on what really happened. If no one wants to know more than the vagueness that's in this chapter, then you guys really wouldn't know. If no one wants the informational chapter, just letting you know there's a Sam P.O.V. chap coming up so, because otherwise no one will understand what's going on…heh. I bet no one can even guess where I'm going with this story. Oh yea, if anyone wants my reasons why I use big words in this story, now is the time to pm me and ask.

Chapter 11: Sugared Cream in Pekoe Black Tea.

Ugg…

I slowly opened my eyes, only to find that I was lying on the floor. I got up slowly, and then fell back to the floor rather painfully.

Owwie, headache…

I rolled over on the rug until my headache melted away. What was I doing on the floor again? I dreamt…that Daddy called. But for some reason, it feels so much like a dream…why must I hope false hopes? I wonder…I didn't feel rested at all. Part of me wanted to stay on the rug and go back to sleep but the more dominant half wanted to get morning started. I gave in with a sigh.

I got up again and walked over to the kitchen. I looked over at the clock; it was 6:02 AM. Guess it's morning, so I'll get breakfast. But I don't feel very hungry…oh well. I got out the stepstool and put it in front of the refreeze-er-ater and freezer. I got up on it, and then reached while on tippy-toes to reach the freezer. I then opened the freezer door, reaching into the package to get the waffle. I closed the door then jumped off of the stepstool. When I landed the world started spinning and I was surprised I hadn't fallen over. The dizzy feeling didn't fade away though. I walked over to the counter and reached so I can put the waffle in the toaster. I then put it in there and pushed down the handle. After that I walked over to the living room to watch TV. I plopped onto the sofa and picked up the remote.

I turned to the channel BUSI, but they were showing a marathon of the Bees & Boys. It was good but not as good as the Clown show…I frowned then 'channel-surfed' as my Daddy calls it to see what was on the other channels. Nothing is on today…I reluctantly changed back to the Bees & Boys show, sighing deeply. Ohh…I haven't seen this episode before…

The girl was trotting along with her really scary carnations that she spray-painted gray. She was in the field picking dandelions to go with them. Suddenly someone in a motorcycle drove up to her.

'What do you want, jerk?' She spouted angrily.

'I want to finish what I started babe,' The man on the bike replied, grinning evilly.

'I told you before, I will not make out with you!' The girl said, with her hands on her hips.

I wonder what making out is…oh well.

'Come on babe, just a little kiss…' He leaned down until their faces were almost touching…

I chanted in my head, don't let him kiss you! It's so gross! Ahh! Move or something!

All of a sudden there was a buzz sound coming from the plains. Disturbed, the man turned around to look, only to find himself surrounded by bees.

'Run as fast as you can, doll face,' the girl said, smirking.

'AHHHH!' The man said, then ran away from the bees, which were following him. Unfortunately for him, he ran into a wasps' nest.

The girl laughed and laughed and laughed…then said out of the blue: 'I could really use a frappuccino right now…' Then she gathered up her flowers and put them in the compartment in the man's motorcycle, then drove off towards the nearest coffee place.

That show was so funny, I couldn't stop laughing. When I was done, I felt kind of sleepy so I decided to take a nap on the sofa. My waffle should be done right now, but I'm only going to rest my eyes a little…

Yawn…ooo that was a good nap…

I tried to get up but to all my attempts, I just ended up falling back upon the couch in a dizzy blur. I could hardly keep my eyes open. What is today again? I think it's Saturday…yeah it is. I blearily turned to face the clock. 4:00 PM? Wow…my waffle is probably really bad right now, but I'm too tired to get up and throw it away. I closed my eyes and felt myself fading to that dark and empty world, so I shook my head to try and wake up. I slowly got off of the sofa, barely noticing that the marathon had just ended and there was a commercial about buying some new toy. The only toy I ever will play with now is the one Sam gave me. After all, it's the only one I have. I felt myself zoning off again, so I slapped myself and slowly walked out of the room.

Faintly I heard the doorbell ring. I shook trying to move faster to get to the door. It rang again.

'Coming!' I called, and then it rang again. 'Wait just a second, I'll be there soon!'

The doorbell rang twice after that. I tried to run then fell over. The moment I hit the floor I started to fall asleep again. What is wrong with me today! I'm so…tired…I barely shook myself awake and got up again. The doorbell didn't ring again.

'Don't go! I'll be right there, ok! Just wait, I'll be there!' I yelled walking slowly to the door.

It seemed to grow farther and farther away for some reason. A few minutes later I was at the door. I struggled to lift up my arm so I could turn the doorknob. I pulled it open.

'I'm sorry I took so long, I-' I paused, for no one was at the door. I looked around outside. I stepped out and looked down the street, only to see three people walking slowly down the sidewalk. I faintly saw out of the corner of my eye a taxi driving away. What are they doing here, walking all alone? I peered closer into the dark of the afternoon. It was sprinkling, but the water didn't bother me much. I walked further into the outside, letting the door close behind me. I reached back and turned the doorknob to make sure it wasn't locked. It wasn't, so I walked more into the home of the rain and dark sky. The walking trio suddenly stopped as I came into full view, then started running towards me.

'Hwuh?' I said standing shocked into place.

I was almost tempted to turn behind me to see what they were running to until they got closer. I gasped and started shaking. They're back…they actually came back for…I can't believe this I…I always knew they would…I can't think straight. They ran faster and I saw them clearly in the rain. They looked so happy I started to smile, I felt so happy and I grinned so huge I swear my mouth could have fallen off. I opened my arms and started running too. Mommy was right in front of me and for a split second I felt so loved and happy I opened my arms wider and…I froze in my place. They all kept running for a second longer, close to the house. That was what they missed, not me. They really didn't miss me. I can't describe what I feel. My knees buckled and I fell to the ground, the world swirling beneath me. Tears started to come out of my eyes, first slowly then in a huge rush as I became trapped in the toxic emotion. I sobbed hysterically as I tried to hug myself to make me feel better, but it wasn't working. As I sobbed, I could only hug myself tighter and tighter, and the icy wind swept me up in its moist and empty feeling. I felt something grab me swiftly and pick me up but my mind was caught up in the skies.

I could only see the skies, the raging skies, and the barely seeable rain in its beautiful colors, hardly seeable. I was like that, I know how the rain feels, how no one sees you, only barely, only for a split second. At least they can be felt, for no one can feel me. Me as a person…no one is aware of me. People wish I wasn't here. The rain is wanted, the rain brings good things. What do I bring? I wanted to yell that to the skies. What do I do well? Do I have any purpose other to annoy? Does anyone love me? An image struck me. Sam loves me. She was the one thing I always hoped for, someone that loved me. I have to…stop crying somehow, it's ok. Suddenly my eyes snapped open and I was aware of the coldness of the outside. Something was wrong with me. What's wrong…what is? I know someone was speaking to me, holding me. I felt like I was fading, so fast, into the darkness. I felt light, so light, and free like the rain. As the last tear dropped from my face, all I could feel was cold, and someone crying. Who was crying? Stop crying please…please…for me?

I woke up with a gasp, only to find myself in a bundle of blankets. Startled and cold I looked around, only to see Mommy turn up from reading a book.

'Danny, you're awake! I was so worried about you; you just passed out of nowhere...you had a really bad fever, let me see…' She got up from the chair and walked over to where I was, then put her forehead to mine. 'You still have a slight fever…oh baby, I missed you so.' She gave me a big hug, but strangely all I could feel was the cold in my bones. 'We all missed you honey…you know that, right?'

I froze, and then looked at her funny. What is she saying? 'Mommy…you don't mean that right?' I said, feeling betrayed.

'Huh baby? What do you-?'

'I mean, you really don't like me right? You never liked me…' I said, looking at the floor. My eyes kept wandering for some reason though, and my vision was covered by a weird haze…

'Huh? How can you say such a thing? I love you very much!'

'That's not true; you don't love me at all. Tell me the truth, I can take it.' I looked down and she squeezed me tighter, I could barely feel it now. I feel kinda sleepy…

'Danny, how could you even think of such a thing! I'm sorry we weren't home Danny, everything has been such a mess, we'll make it up to you, I promise! We love you and we missed you the whole time. I'd never lie to you. I promise, we'll do lots of fun stuff, we just had things to do, you know? It's going to be a lot better now, ok?'

'Ok…' I said quietly, snuggling into Mommy's shoulder. My eyes barely started to close before I heard the doorbell. Startled, I tugged out of Mommy's embrace and stumbled towards the door. As soon as I got up though, my head started to pound.

'Hey, where are you going Danny?' Mommy said in a worried tone.

'Wait a second, be right there!' I called out, and then walked faster to the door. I reached it then opened it wide.

I gasped, Mommy running up to see who was there. When she got there, she exclaimed:

'Why hello, Pamela! What brings you here…to my…address.'

'Oh we were just in the neighborhood…it turns out, we're only a block apart. Isn't that nice!'

'Yes,' Mommy said, clenching her teeth for who knows why. 'Very much so. How are you?'

'I'm fine. I was just going to ask you…can we come in?'

Obviously the at-mos-phere outside was too cold for her. I agreed more than she would ever know.

'Sure, come right on in. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Manson,' she greeted and shook hands with him, then they all walked into the sofa.

The Mansons seemed in a rush. Did they leave Sam at home? Or-

My thoughts were cut off as I was fiercely hugged, the force of it all knocking me to the ground along with my attacker.

'Danny!' Sam screeched. 'I missed you so! I didn't know we were coming to visit you!'

'Yea, you know now,' I said, barely managing to get up and out of her hold. She grabbed my hand after that.

'Isn't it wonderful?'

'Yea, I think so. It's cool.' I sighed, then added 'Hey wanna see my room?'

'Cool! Really?'

'I'd have to ask Mommy first, I'm not sure if she'll let me. If she does, she'll tell me to ask Daddy, and I haven't talked to him since…yesterday?'

Well according to my dream that was actively fading in and out of my head, I did talk to him yesterday. Ha.

'Okie, I'll wait. Let's go where Mommy & Daddy are, oks?'

'Ok.'

As soon as I started to lead her to the hallway Jazzy came in, saying:

'Hey Danny, Daddy's looking for you. I wanted to tell you I-' She froze, seeing Sam holding my hand. 'Ewww! Wha' are you doing?'

'What?' Sam said, confused, then turned to me.

'What are you talkin' about Jazzy?' I asked, raising my eyebrow.

'You guys are nasty,' She said. 'Who is she anyway? Your girlfriend?'

'Ehh…I guess?' I said unsurely. Was Jazz being weird again? I admit, I really missed her weird moments. 'Aren't you gonna give me a hug? Didn't you miss me?'

'I did, but hugging's for nasty people. I never realized how nasty hugging really is. And holding hands is nasty too. Do you know who does that?'

'Who? Only kissing is nasty. Wha's wrong with you?'

'All that stuff is really nasty! Leg'go of that girl's hand or you're being nasty!'

'We're not being nasty!' Sam yelled, looking like she was about to cry.

'Uh huh!'

'Nu uh. You haven't seen nasty. You wanna see nasty?'

'I'm already seeing it. There's nothing worse than this.'

Sam started glaring at her, and then glanced at me every so often. Wonder what she's planning…Suddenly she turned up with a determined look on her face. She faced me and pulled me by the shirt, Jazz raising her eyebrow.

'Don't be mad,' she whispered, then did a weird face before she did something I'd never thought possible. I almost blanked out, it was so gross.

Eww. I think I'm gonna be sick. Ewww…I can't breathe. I can't I can't I can't I can't breathe I can't breathe I can't I can't I can't breathe I can't feel my face! I'm going to cry, my stomach hurts really bad now, I can't feel my face…I can't breathe I can't I can't I can't…I'm going to die I can't breathe someone save me I'm going to die save me please someone save me I'm dying I'm being killed…I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I can't breathe I can't breathe I can't someone save me someone please I'm dying now I'm…choking.

That moment felt like it lasted forever and a day at least. But eventually it was over and I fell to the ground covering my face. Sam fainted, and her face was blue. I barely turned to Jazz only to hear her scream 'Barney Massacre!' then run out of the room screeching. I bet she didn't even know what massacre meant, I sure didn't. I wonder what it means, all the kids say it now when something bogus happens. Oh well…I can't concentrate on anything, I feel really, really sick. While I was gasping for breath and the sick feeling was beginning to fade away Sam got up and started looking around.

'Wha' happened?' She asked in a dazed voice.

'You were being nasty, don't do it anymore,' I barely whispered.

Sam looked questioningly at me, before getting up. 'Okie, I guess. Wonder where Mommy is…' she said, and then walked into the living room.

I took in a few more deep breaths before I followed her. When we got there our parents were talking on the sofa, and Jazzy was on the stairs playing with some dumb doll of hers. It was better when she was playing with the teddy, it was a guy and so much funner. Mommy turned to me and opened her arms.

'Come' ere Danny,' Mommy said, and I walked over to her. She picked me up and sat me in her lap. After that she hugged me tightly.

A year ago I would scream and try to run away, but now I was just glad to have her back. I turned to Daddy and he was smiling silently. It looked like he was going to cry, but I wonder why he was hiding it. I was convinced now, something had happened to make them go away…I couldn't think of any reasons why they would go on vacation and leave me behind. I guess…maybe they'll tell me later…maybe.

'So,' Sam's Mommy started. I turned to see Sam sitting next to her with a frown on her face, twitching. I really didn't pay attention to her dress before, it was…pink. Uh oh, that means…I have cooties! Eww eww eww ewwww ewww ewwww…Ms. Manson continued, saying 'Sammy-kins is having a party and we decided to come over to ask you if her little friend Danny could come.'

'Oh ok…sure! When is it?' Mommy said. She glanced at me with a look that said 'I didn't know you had any friends.' I shrugged, and then grinned widely. Oh well.

'It's next Friday. We can pick him up from school if you want. We'll just have him call when it's all over.'

'Eh…' Mommy said. Oh yeah, she still thinks that I don't know how to use the phone! I can surprise her!

'Ok,' I said, Mommy turning to me and raising her eyebrow.

'Then it's settled, how wonderful! Sammy dear, anyone else you wanna invite?'

'Um,' Sam started, twiddling her fingers. 'I'll ask someone on Monday, maybe.'

'Ok. Well, it's a pleasure to see you again, and meet the rest of your family,' she said, turning back to Mommy, then got up along with Sam's Daddy. 'Bu-bye now!' They then grabbed Sam's hands and dragged her out of the door.

As soon as they drove off, Daddy coughed twice. 'Well…' he started. 'So what'cha been up to, son?' He said, turning to me. 'The house is…clean.'

'Yeah…' I said. 'Just making friends I guess.' For a while it was an awkward moment, until I spoke again. 'Sos, why…why did you guys not come back for me?'

'I'll tell you Danny…as soon as I can pick up some more fudge! I've been without it for way too long, time to go to the store!'

Mommy disappeared to the front door and looked to the side where I kicked all the weird papers that fell in through the slot of the door every so often.

'Well…the bills are low. Danny…when have you taken a shower?' She said.

'Eh…' I said, averting my eyes guiltily.

'Eww!' Jazz yelled from the stairs. 'So all this time we've gone, you've been watching sex shows and started being nasty and got a girlfriend!'

Daddy got up, startled, and ran to pick up Jazz. I started twitching and turned red.

'What has she been watching!' He asked Mommy nervously as she came back in the room. 'How does she even know what sex is!'

'I don't know, that old man is weird. He never did tell us who he was working for…'

'Hey, at least he's in jail now for life! He can never bother our family again! We owe it to good ol' Vlad for making this reunion possible!' Daddy said excitedly.

Somewhere in Wisconsin, someone growled angrily. Wait, where did those words come from? Oh well…hey! Maybe I'm getting powers like the boy in the King Me show! That would be weird, but cool at the same time! Wow, that was random…wonder what type of party Sam's having…

I walked up to my room to play with my action figure. I could hear Jazzy step up the stairs and go into her room, only to scream, 'Who turned off the lights? I can't see! I can't seeeee!' I didn't know she was such a big baby. Oh well…I went back to playing with my action figure. Today it would battle all the evil ghosties that 'plague the backyard', or so Daddy says.

Sorry, it was going to be twice as long; I got stuck & ran into lots of problems. Is it just me, or is car accidents getting more frequent? I saw three yesterday at the same time on the freeway…in the morning too! Oh well, 8 pages, be happy still.

Thanks for all the well wishes, and to Ghostboy814, Fantomgirl 1 on 1, Down Play To Murder, abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz123, Jessica01, Save Danny69, MissMelliss4251, divinedragon7, Gilgamesh, Anime Master Inu, Czar-Aaron, Sasia, phantomdog, Sweeteen19, That Bloody Demon, soccergurl1990, Cassie+Cats, dPhantoMfreak, stormrider7, & The Lady PhantomMage of Conte for reviewing.