Larva blearily opened his eyes as the offending notes of 'Get Your Freak On' rang through the building he happened to be tied up in at the moment. He groaned and rolled over, only to confront the grinning face of a rather large woman with a particularly lumpy figure and what appeared to be a trail of spit running down the side of her face, since she was lying on her side. Larva let out a less than manly shriek only to find that his face had been bound with duct tape. He also came to realize that his head had been, inexplicably, tied to the ground. He made several puffing noises at the woman with the green eyes and blonde hair, which she took to be a question. She grinned at him absently and patted his cheek, grinding his head into the concrete and rendering him unconscious again.
Upon his next awakening, Larva again found himself face to face with the woman. He sighed, making the woman giggle, and tried to gesture with his eyebrows at her. She frowned thoughtfully..
"What is it boy? Are you trying to tell me something?"
He gave her a level look and, encouraged, continues to attempt sign language using his eyebrows.
"What's that? Timmy's stuck in the w-"
She cut off as a rustling noise was accompanied by one of her more prominent folds shifting and beginning to migrate to the bottom of what Larva now realized was a shiny magenta pleather minidress. Suddenly and quite unexpectedly, a head popped out from between the woman's thighs, grinning at her and sliding the rest of the way out to reveal a tall, leather clad woman bedecked with spikes and grinning triumphantly as she held aloft a rather large piece of jerky. "Found it!" With that she gave a proud toss of her brown ponytail and stuffed the meat down her black leather jumpsuit. "Now it's your turn!"
"You owe me a buck, Bertha hun" A voice to Larva's left stated, making the now less-large woman grin affably.
"Right, Dev, you got me. I never thought she'd find it. I had a really good hiding spot, too."
The ponytail girl grinned. "You sure did."
With that Larva once again lost all self-control and began shrieking uncontrollably and flailing around in his bonds.
"Hey I know let's BURN HIM!" The ponytail girl skanked briefly to the music as the song ended, then went and sat at Larva's feet, delving one hand into her pocket.
"No, Crystal, I didn't bring him just for you. I'll bring you a schoolchild later if you want to burn something." Larva instantly recognized the voice of the creepy girl from the beginning of his horrific day.
Crystal turned to the new voice and hissed at Heather. Bertha raised herself up on one elbow and frowned at her. "Who the hell are you again?"
Heather stared at her shoes. "Uh....."
"Get out of here ya loser."
"Yes. Debt is paid. No more pants now. Ja ne" the random Japanese mafia spokesman put in hurriedly.
"Ok. See you guys-" Heather was cut off as Bertha spat a large, yellow, banana scented wad in her direction.
"Leave."
"K". Heather slunk shamefully out of her mind.
Larva muffed noises at them uselessly in leiu of talking, since he couldn't, and was rewarded by everyone in the room turning to stare at him. Bertha got up from her position by Larva's side and straightened her dress. She turned and began to walk out of the room, calling over her shoulder, "Be a dear and take off his gag, Crystal."
Crystal grinned and began to inch her way up his leg.
"Just his gag, Crystal."
She put her hand on his fly
"His gag, Crystal."
She put her hand in his pocket.
"His gag"
She jammed her long fingernails in his eye.
"Gag!"
Crystal obediently gagged, only to be ignored by Larva, who was keeping himself amused by having an aneurysm.
Bertha rolled her eyes, then finished her trek across to room to the Japanese mafia member, grabbing him by the collar and dragging him from the room. Larva noticed the only furnishings in the barren warehouse, a bare lightbulb hanging from a piece of string from the ceiling and an old gray file cabinet with a bumper sticker reading 'Welcome to my House of Pain' stuck to it. He closed his one functional eye and willed himself back home, determined never to wish anything of Miyu again if the nightmare would just stop. He opened his eyes with no small amount of trepidation only to find that he was back home, with Miyu still gone and thirty year old forgotten homework still littering the table. He grinned and did a small dance. The sound of the door opening stopped him in mid-step. He glanced up smiling to see Miyu coming through the door, stopping with her hand on the knob.
"Miyu! I'm so glad to see you!" He stopped at the look on her face. "What?"
Larva glanced down at himself, only to find that he was quite naked. He yelled, flailing about, hoping this would somehow cure his nakedness. To make matters even worse, three of Miyu's friends crowded in behind her, and even the neighbor that had been peering through the curtains at him earlier in the day. He sat down on the floor and wailed hopelessly. Life was shit.

Miyu floated blearily to consciousness as Larva shifted beside her, moaning in his sleep. She snuggled up under his arm, waking him with a start.
"Hum?"
"You were mumbling in your sleep."
"Sleep?" Larva blinked his eyes and peered around him. "Oh. Sleep." He fell back against the pillows. "Thank the gods."
"Did you have a bad dream?"
"I guess you could say that."
She sat up, stretching her arms. "Well, I might as well go out for something to eat, now that I'm awake." She threw off the covers and stood up to dress as Larva rubbed his hands sleepily across his face. He leaned back with a sigh and a small smile in her direction as she was stomping her feet into her shoes. She turned to look back at him at the doorway as she was leaving.
"Need anything?"
She though Larva shuddered, before simply saying "No. No thank you."
She smiled to herself as she closed the door behind her. He was so selfless. That was one of the things she like about him. That and his twelve inch-

Pazusu sat up in his bed with a strangled cry, peering around him before settling back onto his mattress with a relieved sigh. There were muffled thumps coming from Amy's and Spartoi's end of the ship, as there had been for the other forty nights sequestered on this god-forsaken ship, on their way to rescue Larva from the evil clutches of the Vampire girl. Putting a pillow over his head to drown out the sound, Pazusu mused to himself "It's no wonder I'm having nightmares....." With that he dropped back to sleep to dream dreams he would forget in the morning, for which he was all the more thankful.

THE END!
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