Charlene POV

"Woah," I said, eyes widening as FG led me into the bathroom. Hanging on a hanger was a beautiful dress.

"Yes, it was one of Cindy's," Godmother said, following my eyes.

"It's so pretty," I gasped.

"I am truly sorry, dear, but this was all we could find for you to wear. I shall dry off your clothes as soon as possible, and you'll be back to wearing pants and shirts in no time. For now, I'm afraid you will have to deal with the dress."

"It's okay! It's more than okay! Its... it is beautiful."

FG smiled, obviously happy with my reaction. She waltzed out of the bathroom, and I started running the water.

Maybeck POV

I walked into the kitchen, where the Keepers were sitting around a table. This was my first time showering in, what, two...three weeks? I smiled and pulled up a chair next to Philbs, playfully punching him in the shoulder.

"Miss me?"

"Less than you think," he threw back cockily.

"Hey,guys!" Charlene's voice rang out. I looked up and my jaw dropped.

Charlene walked in, wearing a stunning blue dress, that started tighter around the top, and flowed out at the bottom. It nearly rained glitter. Her hair was out of the messy bun and flowed down onto her shoulders, no longer in matted grease clumps.

Philbo noticed my reaction and burst out laughing. I glared at him and punched him in the shoulder.

"OW!" He said, rubbing his shoulder. I smirked before returning my attention back to Charlene.

"Why all dressed up?" I asked, suddenly embarrassed of my shaggy, ripped jeans and baggy red t-shirt.

"That didn't have any regular clothes that fit me," she shrugged, sitting across from me. A wave of dizziness hit me, but i just clutched the table, grinning and bearing it.

"Dude, why are you squeezing the table s hard?" Philby asked, nodding at my white knuckles. I shook my head, not wanting to open my mouth in fear of barfing all over everyone.

"Donnie, are you okay?" Momma Willa stroked my arm gently. I nodded, still not wanting to speak.

"Maybeck, something's bugging you," Jess stated. I shook my head, holding my breath.

"Dude, BREATH! Its kinda, oh, I dunno, IMPORTANT!" Philby said, shaking me. I closed my eyes. Not helping, Philbo! My face started turning red.

"Maybeck! What! Is! Wrong!" Charlene said, slowly and feircely. My chair fell out from underneath me, and I fell to my knees.

"Maybeck!" Finn gasped. I clutched my stomach and doubled over, screaming a BUNCH of words most adults don't want me screaming.

"Maybeck! Maybeck, are you okay?" Cindy asked, running in the room, hearing my curses.

"I...am gunna...HURL!" I managed to mumble through my clenched teeth. Cindy wrapped her arm around my chest and helped me stand up, leading me out of the room.

Finn POV

"Poor kid. He thinks he has to hide from us. He wants to stay strong," Willa mumbled, shaking her head.

Loud gagging noises came from the other room. Maybeck hurling.

"Annnndddd, I am done eating," I said, disgusted, pushing my plate away. The rest of the Keepers did the same.

"I lost my appetite," Philby said, followed by more barfing noises provided by Maybeck.

"He can't just hide this from us!" Charlene said. We all nodded.