Eh, kinda short this chapter. Just for everyone to know, in this fic, everyone's a little older k? I guess Sam and Pepito and Squee are….around pre-teen. Yeah…..

"Skoooool's out for the weekend! Yea-ah!" Sam sang as danced into the kitchen, where her mom was cooking breakfast, but Randy was upstairs still asleep. "Skooooool's out for the weekend!" "Yea-ah!" Her mom joined in and the two laughed and danced about.

"Hey mom, is it okay if I go see my new friends today?" she asked as she grabbed a piece of toast and munched on it. "Of course dear," "Whoo-hoo!" She jumped up and ran to the door, but not before her mother called sternly, "Just don't be out too late,"

"Okay mom, I love you!" She flew out and slammed the door shut behind her.

"Walk, walk, walk, walk," Sam kept a steady, almost mantra-like beat as she strode down the sidewalk, her pace slowly picking up-tempo as she continued. "Walk, walk, walk, walk! Walk! Walk! Walk! Walk! Duh-du-dal-dut-da-da! WAAAAALK!!!"

She ignored the inquiring looks from the people as she went by them. She ran across the busy street, causing a car to swerve and screech to a stop, then another rammed into it, and the car behind that one crashed into it.

"Hehe, whoops." She smiled nervously at the crushed vehicles in front of her, then reached her destination: Squee's house. She knocked on the door and waited for several minutes or so, then a woman with shiny black and wearing a bathrobe, and she looked hung-over.

"Um…is Squee home?" She asked politely and his mother turned and yelled, "Squee! A friend of yours is here! …No, wait, I think he went to college already…" Sam smacked her forehead and groaned inwardly. "Well, I'll just go…um…check…"

She bolted up the stairs, then stopped at the top and looked at the four closed doors. She examined each one for a moment or two, then started, "Enny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers, make him pay, fifteen dollars everyday!"

Her finger landed on the last door on the right and slowly turned the knob, before bursting and shouting, "Dun-duuun! Dramatic entrance!" Squee and Pepito leapt up from their spots on the floor in surprise. Sam tried to stifle a giggle, "Okay, too dramatic. Want me to try again?"

"No! I mean, uh, no." Squee stammered and he sat back down on the floor. Sam crawled over and looked down at all the papers strewn about, some covered with doodles. "Whatcha wanna do today guys?" She asked and Pepito replied,

"Something outside." "Hey! Squee!" A beckoning voice squeaked and the trio turned around to see a dark figure standing by the window and Pepito, not knowing who it was, cried, "AHH!! EVIL DENTIST!!" He started to summon his powers, but Johnny jumped out of the shadows,

his face and arms covered in bloody scratches. "Um, hi, Nny," Squee chirped. He still wasn't quite used to Johnny yet, even though he had known him for a long time now. "I just need to borrow some Bactine," he then padded into the bathroom.

"Who was that?" Sam breathed, not showing any sign of fear whatsoever. "That's the scary neighbor-man. He sorta like my protector, but I'm still kinda scared of him." Her eyes widened slightly as she was about to say something, but Johnny came back out, then sat down on the floor.

He looked at some of the doodles for a bit, then set his eyes on Pepito and Sam. He leaned over to Squee and whispered to him, "Don't look now, but there's someone else I the room with us," He giggled and responded, "That's Samantha and Pepito. They're my friends."

He studied the two, but he quirked an eyebrow when he noticed Sam's boots and asked in a resonant tone, "Where did you get those?" "From Horhea." His ears burned upon hearing the name.

"Really fat?"

"And kinda on the short side,"

"Greasy black hair,"

"Smells like a horses' butt,"

"Missing most of his teeth,"

"Has a bit of a lisp,"

"Wears overalls,"

"Has a shop at the end of town,"

"Same guy,"

"Yup, same guy,"

"Yup." Johnny sat up and jumped onto the windowsill. "Well, it was nice meeting you guys," He was about to go, when Sam got up and lightly tugged on his shirttail. "Hey Nny? Do you, um, uh…" She didn't know how to explain it.

"…Uh, are you for hire?" He was a bit surprised upon hearing the words from such a small and innocent-looking girl, but answered simply, "I kill for pleasure. Like a cat, or something." She turned to Pepito and Squee, "Hey guys? Can I be alone with Nny a minute?"

The boys traded confused and worried looks, but agreed and left the room. Johnny was starting to get irritated, since Sam still hadn't let go of his shirt yet, but it quickly dissipated when she lifted up her bangs, showing him her stitches.

"My step-dad did this to me one a few days ago. He did it with a butcher knife. He tried to kill me." Her last words were unsteady as she bent her head down to hide the tears threatening to spill over her cheeks.

Johnny was somewhat shocked from her story, but also enraged him to think that someone could do that, to a diminutive child no less. Even he, the homicidal maniac, would never kill a child. Their sharp-tongues and pompous ways hadn't completely developed yet.

"Address." He commanded, and Sam lifted her head, her eyes gleaming with a malicious happiness. She took out a pen and grasped Johnny's hand, writing her address down for him. "Thank you Nny! Thank you!"

She hugged his thin leg, then ran out the door to join Pepito and Squee. He looked down at his hand, then shrugged and leapt out the window.

I really have nothing to say for this chapter. No, really. I don't. oO;;; Ehehehehee…Horhea ^^;;;; what a funny name. Oh, and the walking thing is supposed to be that baseball theme thing Oo;;;