The Nightmare after the Nightmare before Christmas
Chapter 2: Wakey-wakey

"Mars wake up! Breakfast is ready!"

"I dom wam amy bwekfa…"

Marcy Fitell, or Mars as she wanted to be called, was a 16-year-old girl who just wanted to be alone almost every second of her life. She was a very secluded girl who always kept to herself and would only speak to her family members. Everyone at school thought she was a freak, only because she dressed and acted weird. She always wore black outfits that had almost the same thing on it every time: Skeletons, pumpkins, vampires, anything related to Halloween. She had long flowing black hair that reached all the way to her hips and nearly covered her face.

Then there was the fact that ever since she came to the school, not one word came out of her mouth, not even to answer a teacher, although she was well behaved and was getting straight As. So what was wrong with her? What made her this way? Whatever it was, she never wanted to speak of it. Not to anyone. Ever.

"Marceline Katharine Fitell, get your hiney down here NOW!" her mother's voice rang out again.

"Alright! Alright! I'm coming! I'm coming!" Mars moaned loud enough for her mother to hear. She heaved a large sigh, and laid her head back into her black pillow. This was the normal routine for Mars. Every morning, she would wake-up to her mother's sing-song voice call out, letting Mars know breakfast was all set. Mars would then mumble something into her pillow about how she refuses to eat. Then, Mars' mother would call out once again, only in a stricter tone, but Mars would simply reply that she would be down soon, and try to go back to sleep.

And then there was the other thing that would happen next, but Mars would always be too tired to remember. What was it again?

"MARS! WAKE UP YOU FAT ASS!" Mars suddenly felt the cold October air pierce her skin like sharp daggers as her covers were whipped off. Oh, yeah- her annoying little 14-year-old louse-for-a-brother brother, Marcus.

"MA-A-ARK! GIVE IT BACK, YOU FLIPPING RETARD!" Mars cried out, trying to retrieve her bed cover from her brother's grubby hands, only to have Mark tear it away from her.

"You'll have to answer this question first," he said, trying to conceal the giant orange and black bed cover behind his back and holding up a finger.

"At 6:30 in the morning?" Mars whined. "Common, Mark! Just give me the fricking bed sheet!"

"What is the one thing you can't stand?" Mark said.

"You," Mars said truthfully.

"Well, okay. Let me rephrase the question: What is real bright and helps plants grow?"

"The sun, moron."

"Say 'hello!' to Mr. Sun!" Mark then pulled open Mars' shades to her window, letting in bright sunrays into her room. Mars let out a shriek as the rays blinded her.

"I AM GOING TO FRICKING KILL YOU, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF-"Mars was cut off as her brother flung her bed cover into her face and ran for his dear life. She peeled it off, and saw a scrawny little leg disappear from her doorway. There was a menacing cackle that echoed through the hallway. Mars growled, and sprang off after him.

"MOM! MOM! MARS IS TRYING TO KILL ME!" Mark cried out as he bolted down the long hall, headed towards the stairs.

"YOU ARE SO DEAD!" Mars tried to snatch his collar (actually, she was aiming for his breakable neck), but he veered out of her way, causing her to fall head first down the stairs. What went through her mind doesn't matter. What does is that luckily there was a big basket of freshly dryed (not to mention good smelling) laundry. All you could hear were her muffled screams drowned in the fresh smelling towels.

"Alright, that is ENOUGH!" Mars was then pulled straight out of the basket by her own mother. This wasn't very hard, since Mars was so just skin and bones, weighing only 100 pounds. She was then placed on the cold hardwood floor, gazing up into her mother's angry face.

"I knew you'd get her, Mom!" Mark said happily as he walked down the stairs, trying to sneak into the kitchen. "Now ground her for a year and-"

"Oh, no you don't buster," Mars' mother said sternly, grabbing onto Mark's collar and dragging him back into the living room. "I want an explanation of what happened THIS time." Both Mars and Mark immediately began to ramble on, trying to get their mother's mercy.

"Mark was the retard who took off my cover-"

"Yeah! It was because she was too lazy to-"

"- And then he opened the drapes-"

"- to let in some sunshine!"

"Then, he-"

"ARLIGHT! ALRIGHT!" their mother cried out, waving her arms like a referee who had just fouled a football player. "Let's just forget about the whole thing, and PEACFULLY eat some breakfast like good little children. Okay?" She gave them both a death stare. Mars and Mark nodded, and shuffled into the kitchen.

Oh, yeah! 2nd chappie! W00T! Hey, I just realized that using the star thingies don't work...x3 Well, anywho, please send in more reviews! I always enjoy them! )

♥Depp's Chick

PS: Sorry if there's a weird thingy next to my name above... ((points up)) It should be a heart...