In The Moonlight

By: Courtney Flanagan

Disclaimer: I don't own The Wild Thornberrys or any of its characters. Sloan, Bree, Kip, Biedermann, Eliza, Nigel, Debbie, Donnie, Darwin, Marianne, Cordelia, and Colonel (Radcliffe) are all © copyrighted to Paramount. Also all written material is © copyrighted to me; Courtney R. Flanagan (WildThornberry813)

Note: This is my fanfic that will be major for me to work on; this is going to be super long, also good. Hope you people like it. Sorry it's been so long since I typed up the second chapter, I've just been busy hopefully tomorrow I'll have a chance to type up the third chapter.

Songs for story: NOTE: I have changed the songs for this story; they are not in any particular order. Also for now on the songs I highlight will be the ones I use for this chapter, same with the others. Or underline…

Hungry Like The Wolf- Duran Duran

Rich Girl- Gwen Stefani & Eve (Only a bit of it)

Through My Eyes- Phil Collins

American Baby- Dave Matthews Band (yeah! #1! WOOT!)

Oh- Dave Matthews

Some Devil- Dave Matthews

Crash (Into Me)- Dave Matthews Band

What You Are- Dave Matthews Band (only a little, maybe)

If I Had It All- Dave Matthews Band

----------------------Chapter 2: When Pigs Fly---------

"Sloan! Sloan! I'm not kidding! STOP JOKING AROUND!" Bree yelled, tears streamed down her face in sadness. 'Where are you?' her mind thought in fear.

"Bree! Bree! I am here my love! Don't leave me!" Sloan howled, though Bree could not understand him no matter what. Unless he was human again, though for at least 2 weeks each night this would happen. Sloan had looked up his 'condition' about a month ago, when it all started.

The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok

I hear you still talk to me
As if you're sitting in that dusty chair
Makes the hours easier to bare
I know despite the years alone
I'll always listen to you sing your sweet song
And if it's all the same to you

I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well

Tears rolled down his muzzle, it matted up his fur. "No! Poachers don't cry!" Sloan sobbed as tears uncontrollably fell onto the ground. He hit a nearby rock in frustration, his paw started to bleed from the force of how hard he hit. Sloan just wanted to kill himself, he cried and gently fell asleep in the spot he laid in.

Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder, it was no more then 2 hours later.

"What? What happened?" Sloan whispered as he opened up his eyes.

"You are awake. I should be asking you that question." A stern womanly voice replied.

"Who are you?" Sloan questioned the woman, his blurry vision focusing on the woman's face.

"Your wife, and a very worried wife might I add." She whispered solemnly with concern in her voice.

Sloan shot up from the bed he laid in. He looked at his arms, no longer covered in his golden dark blonde fur. His hands were normal, no paws or claws. (Hey! That rhymed! Go me!)

And it's cold and darkness falls
It's as if you're in the next room so alive
I could swear I hear you singing to me

I love you oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell

"Sloan, are you okay?" Bree asked worriedly.

"Yes, Bree. I'm fine… I'm just… Curious has to how I got here…" His voice trailed off as he tried to remember what happened the night before.

"I don't know though you could tell me why you were out in the middle of the savanna at night." Bree replied sternest in her voice.

"I… I… Was doing some late night poaching. You know, since lions come out at night." Sloan stuttered as he lied.

The world is blowing up
The world is caving in
The world has lost her way again
But you are here with me
But you are here with me
Makes it ok

Oh girl you're singing to me still
I Love You oh so well
Like a kid loves candy and fresh snow
I love you oh so well
Enough to fill up heaven overflow and fill hell
Love you oh so well

He knew he could have done better, though he couldn't tell her the truth. 'There is no way she is going to believe me' Sloan thought as he grinned at Bree with a fake smile on his face. Right on cue Bree read Sloan's mind.

"There is no way I'm going to believe you." Bree frowned as she glared at Sloan.

"It's the truth!" Sloan protested with a stern yet sympathetic face.

"The day I believe you is when pigs fly." Bree chuckled dryly.

BOOM! CRASH!

"BIEDERMANN! YOU IDIOT!" A voice yelled from outside the room.

"Sorry… Kip." Mumbled a very hurting Biedermann.

"That's the last thing you'll ever carry down the stairs!" Kip roared in fury.

"It wasn't my fault I tripped!" Biedermann yelled back.

"I'll take that back, I guess pigs can fly…" Bree rolled her eyes and left the room to see what was going on.

Well, That is the end of the chapter. Yes, it was short, though my chapters are now going to be shorter. I have up too chapter 6 written in my notebook, I am sure. So, there it is. I will have up more soon. Love, Mrs. Sloan Blackburn.