The Two Flames

I don't own anything but my OC's.

Summary: Montarg's acting a bit…strange today…

Rated: T

Genre: Humour

Spoilers for: Cobwebs Tend to Make Friends on Halloween, Cobwebs Tend to Vanish on Halloween and Cobwebs Tend to Want Revenge on Halloween.

Takes place: …No where, really…

Out of Character

Maverick sat in his favourite armchair, reading the newspaper. Jack suddenly burst into the house, slamming the door and leaning against it to keep it closed. He looked absolutely terrified. Running into the living room, he asked, "Grandfather, have you seen Montarg today?"

Maverick laughed. "Jack, I'm sure 'e's off in his cavern somewhere. No need to worry."

"No, I know where he is. It's just…have you seen him?"

"No…"

"Oh, Maverick!"

Maverick's eyes widened and Jack cringed. Montarg suddenly bounced into the house, jogging over to Maverick. "Hello, Maverick!" Montarg said, his eyes twinkling and a large smile plastered on his face. Maverick leaned away from him. "And how're you today?"

"…Fine." Maverick muttered in fear. "Who're you and what've you done with Montarg?"

"I'm still Montarg, silly!" Montarg exclaimed.

Marcus walked into the living room, apple in one hand. He took a bite out of it, then looked up and his eyes widened. "Monty…?"

"Marcus! My brother!" Montarg cheered and ran over, hugging Marcus tightly. "How are you, my good man?"

"…Good." Marcus muttered, dropping the green apple. "Monty, you alright, mate?"

"Oh, I'm fine, thanks for asking!" Montarg replied happily. "It's just so good to see you again, Marcus!"

"Uh…Right…" Marcus stared at him, confused.

"Maverick," Amanda said as she entered the room from the kitchen, carrying a loaf of bread in a bread tin. "I finished-" She stopped herself when she saw Montarg hugging Marcus. "Montarg…?"

"Amanda!" Montarg exclaimed, dropping Marcus. He skipped over to her. "Oh, Amanda! You're baking bread!" He squealed. "Fantastic! Oh, Amanda, your talents are limitless!" He hugged her close, then pulled away; grasping her shoulders. Amanda stared. What in the world had happened to Montarg? Where was the moody, solitary Montarg? "And I can help you bake! Oh, Amanda. You're the light in the tunnel! Call me Edwin, if you wish! Now, come here, my love!" He leaned down, lips pursed for a kiss. Amanda squeaked with surprise. Maverick, Marcus and Jack's laws all dropped.

Suddenly, a sword cut through the air, getting stuck in Montarg's head. Montarg's eyes opened and he crumpled to the floor.

Everyone looked over in the direction the sword had flown from and Montarg walked into the room, hands on his hips. "Finally." He said. "I've chased this obscene creature around Halloween Town all day."

"M…Monty…?" Marcus asked.

Montarg looked at him. "What?"

"H-How're there two of ya?"

Montarg's eyes narrowed. "That pathetic excuse for a doctor doesn't know when to stop experimenting. Apparently, cloning is his new test."

"So…you don't want to kiss me?" Amanda asked slowly and warily.

Montarg looked at her and his lip curled in disgust. "I can think of a thousand things better then putting my mouth on any part of your body, woman."

Amanda smiled widely. The thought of kissing Montarg was a…nice one, but not when he acted so out of character. She liked normal, moody Montarg, not weird, happy-go-lucky Montarg. "So…does that mean I can't call you Edwin?" She tested.

Montarg stared at her, then his eyes narrowed. "Call me that, and I will take your head right off your neck."

Amanda's eyes twinkled. That was the Montarg she knew and lov- appreciated.

Maverick sighed in relief. "Thank God…I was getting worried…"

Montarg stooped down, removing his sword from his clone's head. "What a waste of a good blade…" He lamented, then put the sword away in his coat. He slung the clone over his shoulder. As he walked out, he stopped and turned. "Small child, we'll be training later. And I don't care if I snap your neck, if you don't defeat me today, I'll make sure you never forget it."

Maverick gulped. "Y-Yeah, Montarg…"

Montarg stared, frowning at him, then grunted and turned; walking out of Skellington Manor.

Author's note:

Did I mention Montarg uses a sword?

This needs an explanation:

I randomly thought of this the other day. This is kinda a way to show you that Montarg is a character which is both interesting and difficult to write for.

It's interesting to think of his reactions to things that are unknown to him, like 21st century stuff (e.g. video games, computers, etc.). But if you don't get his reaction correctly, he's out of character.

Montarg is probably difficult to write for because he's so…different then the other characters. The others are happy and grin their little faces off every minute of the day. It's a miracle if you get Montarg to smile at all. Still, Montarg's difference to the other characters is why I like him.

With a character like Maverick, if you get his reaction to something wrong, then it doesn't matter so much. Maverick's moods come and go and his anger has no warning at all. So, if he suddenly snaps at you, then he's still pretty much in character. However, Montarg is moody and angry most of the time, so if he's still not like that, then he's out of character. See what I'm saying?

Like with someone calling him Edwin. If he doesn't threaten/hurt that person, he's definitely out of character. And calling Maverick and Amanda by their names…he'd only do that if he had a bloody good reason.

A character study, I guess. Or just me taking the mick of Montarg.

But I'm glad you guys welcomed Montarg into the story. Admittedly, some of you laughed at his name, but so did I. When I first created him, and I named him 'Montarg', I almost immediately thought, "Yeah, they're gonna laugh". And you did, so I was right in thinking so.