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Kwan lived in a two floored, light blue, house. It had a white picket fence all around the property, and small garage with a driveway in front. Since it was spring, several flowers greeted one when they open the fencing.

Kwan's mother was short round Asian woman, with graying black hair put in a bun, wearing a blue long-sleeved dress with a white apron. She greeted the two teens with a large smile.

"Hello, hello dear!" She rushed to Janice shaking hands with her rapidly. "It is so good to see you, you are Janice right?"

"Y-yes ma'am." Janice stuttered in shock, how can one little woman have so much energy?

"Oh, I heard so much about you from my little boy," She went on. "you look as adorable as he described you as." She teased.

"Mom!" Kwan was really embarrassed.

"He came home so heart broken when you let him down, he looked like a kicked puppy dog." She shook her head remembering how heartbroken her son was. "But I'm so glad I get to met you, now I can convince you to date me son!" She pulled Janice inside the house ignoring her embarrassed son.

The living room seemed nice, with white walls, simple brown furniture, and shelves covered in knick-knacks and pictures. Kwan's mother opened a door on the far right revealing brown carpeted stairs going up.

"You and Kwan can share his room, since he has a queen sized bed, and the couch is so lumpy." She giggled in delight. "But no naughty stuff." She pushed her son right behind Janice. "Now you two go on up stairs while I make late night snacks."

Kwan nervously showed Janice his room. He had a decent sized room with a bed, nightstand, desk, bookshelf, and closet. The bed had white sheets and pillows with a red comforter on top, and the wooden nightstand had a red short lamp, a picture of his family, and an alarm clock. His bookshelf had speakers connected to his radio, comic books, novels, and hats on top of the speakers. A computer, pencils in a yellow mug, pictures of the popular kids, and a single picture of Janice in a red heart shaped frame all laid on top of his desk.

"I'm gonna take a shower." Kwan said pulling out pajama pants and a white tank from his closet. "Uh, make yourself at home." He dashed out the door red faced.

Frowning, Janice picked up the heart frame and sat on the wheeled chair at the desk. Back in her world she never had a boyfriend, much a less a friend that would take them in after she were kicked out. Sighing she put the frame back down, she could never have a relationship with Kwan. She didn't want to break his heart, and she probably had to go back home once her mission was done here.

Her breast started vibrating. Unzipping the back of her hazmat suit, she took out her compact from her black tank-top.

"Janice what you did was stupid." Clockwork flat out said. "But very helpful at the same, I can know see the future clearly."

"Tell me the bad news." Janice gritted.

"Vlad now sees you as his complete daughter and has grown strongly attached to you." Clockwork narrowed his eyes. "So now I can't send you back to your world even if you wanted to."

"What?"

"You're stuck here," Clockworks face faded away. "forever."

Janice blinked. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? Now she could never see here family again, but also it made living here less complicated. Or as less complicated it could be living with an obsessed freak, a ghost hunter as a friend, and not to mention that this is cartoon show in her world.

Throwing off her hazmat, she sat in the chair with her black spandex shorts, and tank-top. Groaning in frustration she began to think. How is she going to make up with Vlad and pull Skulker back on is feet?

Just then Kwan walked back in.

"Um, hey Janice you can borrow-" He stopped mid sentence staring at Janice. To him, she was the most beautiful girl there was, his fallen angel. He mumbled unintelligently and felt like total mush.

Saving him from anymore humiliation Janice asked for a pair of sweat pants.

"S-sure!" Kwan stumbled towards his closet to dig out a pair of gray sweats.

Pulling on the gray sweat, they sagged on her hips. Guess all the training is starting to pull off.

Both teens crawled into bed, one beet red in the race, and the other still lost in thought.

Kwan's mother came in with snacks.

Great.