So, Melanie kept Les Amis a secret from her amis. Soon school started up again, and she was faced with a predicament. Could she trust Les Amis to stay home by themselves? One day she gathered all Les Amis together.

"Can I trust you all to stay home by yourselves?" she asked them.

"Yes! Most defiantly! We can be trusted! Don't worry!" said Enjolras. Over the past few weeks he had discovered the joy of coffee.

"He should try decaf," Joly suggested.

"Down with caffeine! Up with alcohol!" cried Grantiare.

"Caffeine!" argued Enjolras.

"Alcohol!"

"Caffeine!"

"Alcohol!"

"CAFFEINE!"

"ALCOHOL!"

"CAFFEINE!"

"ALCOHOL!"

"OK!" Melanie interrupted. "I don't care what drink is better! I'm hiring someone to look after you while I'm gone!" Melanie went up into her attic. Combeferre crashed into a nearby chair, Enjolras took a sip of coffee, Grantiare took a gulp of wine, Marius sighed and muttered some thing that sounded like 'Cosette', Joly sneezed, Courfeyrac leaned against the wall and stared at the stairs leading to the attic, Jehan muttered a sonnet under his breath, Fueilly counted ceiling tiles.

Kat's POV

Kat sighed and looked up into the sun. She took off her skull and crossbones bandanna and wiped her brow. Maybe long pants, and a black t-shirt weren't the best things to wear in 90 degree weather. She took the CD player out of her pocket. She pressed the play button.

"Let others rise and take out place until the earth is freeeeeeee!" sang Anthony Warlow. She sighed and started the lawn mower. She wondered why Melanie hadn't updated her fanfics lately.

Melanie's POV

Melanie came back down from the attic. She was not alone.

"Who the hell are they?" asked Courfeyrac, pointing at the two shimmering, transparent bodies standing next to her.

"This is Marius, and this is Guenevere."

"And what are they?" asked Combeferre.

"Ghosty-Gloamglozer-things," she said simply.

"We can take any form you like," said Guenevere in a seductive voice gliding over to Courfeyrac.

"Can you?"asked Courfeyrac who then fell into a day-dream.

"Certainly" Marius said. He glided over to the center of the room, and took the from of a bon-fire.

"FIRE!" cried Grantiare, Enjolras, and Feuilly. They sat in front of Marius the fire and stared at him in awe. Marius' head appeared in the fire.

"That's what we Gloamglozers do best."

"I'm confused," said Marius (the human)

"And this is supposed to surprise us?" asked Combeferre.

"No. But, am I Marius, or is he Marius?" Marius the human asked pointing at Marius the Gloamglozer.

"Let's call you Marius, and him Gloamy-poo," suggested Grantiare. 'Gloamy-poo' had turned into his normal form releasing Grantiare, Enjorlas, and Feuilly from their entrancement.

"Why don't we call Marius the human Pontmercy, and Marius the Gloamglozer Marius," said Melanie.

"I like my name!" said Pontmercy.

"To bad." Melanie looked around the room. "Hey, where's Courfeyrac?" He and Guenevere had disappeared from the room. Melanie went into her room.

"What are you doing?" She screamed. Courfeyrac was sitting at her computer, with Guenevere. Guenevere was gladly showing him how to erase all of Melanie's files.

"That's it!" she dragged Courfeyrac into the hallway.

"I am sick and tired of you all!" she screamed.

"You sound like Enjolras did when we were stuck in that building," Pontmercy noted.

" I don't care! I am dumping you all with someone else!"

"Who?" challenged Combeferre.

"My friend" Melanie answered.

"Who?"

"Kat."

A/N: Yay! It's becoming more "A week with the Mizzies"-ish