Update From the Last Chapter the Girl was found this morning in Columbus Ohio

Ichabod held Marzipan's head close to his chest, Marzipan listened to his heartbeat and purred.

"Marzipan..." Ichabod said "...Did Nygma say something that provoked this anecdote?"

"He saw my collection of books..." Marzipan said "And said I had the mind of an eleven year old which is exactly as that 16 Year Old Wolf Girl was decribed."

Ichabod stroked the long fur and her head "Marzipan..." Ichabod said "You have no reason to be ashamed of liking what you like."

Just then everyone went black. The power had gone out.

"Nobody Panic!" They heard Fossil's voice

"Nobody is panicking." They heard Don's voice saying.

The Five Mutant Cubs climbed up the ladder into the Attic, Ichabod and Marzipan couldn't see them but they could hear them.

"Ichabod!" They heard Taylor's voice "Everything went dark!"

Ichabod felt frozen for a few moments he was naked at the moment, his naughty bits were under the covers, however it was pitch black in this attic and none of the Cubs could see him.

He picked Taylor and placed the Flamingo Chick in his lap

"Don't worry." Ichabod said "It's only the dark, the dark can't hurt you."

"Ichabod." He heard Julia's voice and felt her climbing the covers to get into the bed "Is the storm going to make the plants grow on the rest of the land?"

Ichabod and Marzipan were then brutally reminded of the Pure Ones' toxic snow that rendered the entire Northern Half of the Earth barren except for the sacred place of Felly Forest."

"No." Ichabod said "The storm isn't going to grow the Plants...We don't know what is going to grow the plants again."

Zeb, Caesar, and Rye climbed into the bed

"Will you sing us a song?" Asked Zeb

Ichabod obliged.

Meanwhile downstairs Don and Leo were sitting on the sofa as the residents of the cabin scurried around trying to see how they could return the power.

Leo felt himself becoming extremly drowzy for some reason, his eyelids felt heavy, Amalthia was sitting in his lap, Leo felt himself slumponto the arm of the sofa.

He began to dream