AN: I'm not dead yet! Lot's of schoolness and familyness. Ace, I promise promise promise I'll get your chappie beta-ed the moment I get my laptop back! (Lol I'm currently getting my non-school internet stuff at the school computers and it doesn't like multiple windows. -headdesk-)

Thanks to all my reviewers and readers!

I'll try to get another chapter (or two) this weekend. This one is almost over, actually.

And there is no chapter title. :(

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I exchanged a glance with my skeletal companion before looking in the direction of the explosion. A moment later we side-stepped and two figures hit the ground, bounced, and finally landed a few feet away.

"Owww..." said a male voice. A voice with which I was familiar with.

"I told you it wasn't going to work," his female companion replied.

I cleared my throat and the two poltergeists looked back at me.

"That's why I'm here."

I looked at Grim, brow raised. "You're here because of Beta and Delta?"

"No. I'm here because of the demon they were no doubt trying to capture."

Beta pushed the red-headed Delta off her and stood up. "We had everything under control."

I laughed and put my hand on my hip. "Yeah, and that's why you blew up." She glared at me and I smirked.

Delta scrambled to his feet and stomped over to me, his face merely inches from mine. "You wouldn't be able to do any better, so shut up, you stupid little breather."

I sneered and took a step back. "Dude, you're in my space."

"Children," Grim said quietly and we looked at him. "Stop fighting. Beta, Delta, I want you to stay here and out of the way. Kylie-stop snickering. You'll be coming with me."

I blinked and stared at him, face slack. "Come again?" I asked after a moment of awkward silence.

"You will be assisting me."

"In catching a demon."

"Yes."

"What, am I going to be the bait?"

And to my surprise, the Grim Reaper laughed. "Of course not, dear heart." Out of nowhere, a silver clawed gauntlet appeared in his hand and he held it out to me.

"What is it?" I asked, staring at the gauntlet.

"It's a reaping glove," he said after a moment. He seemed surprised I didn't know.

"But it's a gauntlet, not a glove."

He sighed and I had the uncanny feeling he rolled his eyes despite the fact he didn't have any eyes. "Some things never change. Take it so we can get this over with."

"Okie dokie," I replied, taking the gauntlet and slipping it on my right hand. I made a fist a few times, noting the metal moved smoothly. The fingertips were sharp and the metal cuff extended just beyond the wrist. It fit perfectly.

"Come," Grim ordered once I was finished examining my new toy. I nodded and we left the town square.

We walked in silence for a ways, Grim's scythe tapping the ground the only sound.

"So we're going after a demon," I said when the silence became uncomfortable. I was usually okay with not talking, but this was just weird.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I liked you better when you didn't ask questions."

"I always ask questions."

"I know."

"So there was never a time with I didn't ask them."

"There was a time when you didn't voice them. You started doing that and then things got complicated. Always asking 'why why why'."

I was silent for a moment before asking, "Why are we going after a demon?"

He shot me a pointed look and grumbled, "Because it's unstable."

"Oh, joy," I replied sarcastically.

And all conversation stopped when a spindly humanoid dropped in front fo us. The creature had dark brown skin stretched over its bones, and a tangled mane of white hair surrounding a long pointed face. Horns curled back from its forehead and half its face seem occupied by black eyes. Thin lips pulled back over needle teeth in a creepy attempt at a grin.

"That's the demon?" I whispered to Grim.

"Yes."

"It's not wearing any clothes..."

"That would be correct."

"What do we do?"

"Duck."

"What?"

"Duck!"

I dropped to a crouch as the demon launched itself at me, and Grim's scythe cut through the air. The blade sliced off its arm and dark blood splattered on my face. Ewwww. It flew over my head and hit the ground rolling. I spun around to keep it in sight and it matched my crouch. Minus an arm, of course.

It shrieked and charged towards me. I leaned down, flipped on my back, hooked the gauntlet under its rib cage and threw it. It landed on its back and Grim's scythe impaled it through its heart. He ripped it through its torso and pulled out a dark purple mist type...thing. Grim extracted a glass ball from his robes and the purple thing moved into it.

"What is that?" I asked, staring at the swirling purple.

"The demon's life force." The globe disappeared and he offered me his hand. I took it and he helped me up.

"Is that it?"

"Yes."

I looked down at the dead demon and jerked when Grim wiped the blood from my face. His skeletal fingers lingered a little too long in my opinion.

"You performed admirably," he said softly.

"Uh...thanks." I took a step back, paused, and turned on the balls of my feet to walk back to the square. I could hear the soft swishing of Grim's robes as he followed me.

I had hoped he wouldn't follow.

Beetlejuice wasn't gonna be happy.

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AN: Oh noes! What is freakin up with Grim and Kitty? D: