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Disclaimer: Don't own Corpse Bride…yadda yadda yadda…only own Claire…yadda yadda…ON WITH THE FIC!

Chapter 5: Remains of the Day

BJ cocked his head, letting his one eyeball fall into the other socket.

"Hit it boys!" he exclaimed. The jazzy music began to play and BJ began his song.

"Give me a listen, you corpses of cheer! At least those of you that still got an ear! I'll tell you a story, make a skeleton cry, of our own jubaliciously lovely Corpse Bride!"

I remembered this song from the movie. It was one of my favorite's cuz it has such a catchy tune! And BJ is a really good singer too! Everybody began to sing along.

"Die, die, we all pass away! But don't ever frown cuz it's really ok! You might try to hide and you might try to pray, but we all end up the remains of the day!

Victor kept trying to escape from everyone, but he was having no luck so far. BJ sang on.

"Well, our girl was a beauty known for miles around, when a mysterious stranger came into town! He was plenty good looking, but down on his cash, and our poor little baby, she fell hard and fast! When her daddy said no, she just couldn't cope! So our lovers came up with a plan to elope!

Everyone sang the chorus again, and I was tempted to join in, but I still didn't feel comfortable enough. While everyone was busy watching the skeletons do their musical solo, I slipped out of the bar, unnoticed.

I walked down the cobbled street on my way back to Emily's quarters to drop off my notebook, when I heard someone yelling in my direction.

"Victor, darling! Where are you?" It was Emily calling for Victor, but when I looked around, he wasn't in sight. Suddenly, someone knocked into me from behind. I fell on the street, and my arm (the one that was all bones) fell off.

"Oh damn it…" I cursed. I grabbed my arm and hurriedly tried to fix it back on my shoulder. It popped back on with a sickening crunch. I hate that sound…one of the worst things about being dead. I'm always loosing body parts, which totally sucks. Then I heard a tiny whimper-like sound. I looked up and saw someone staring at me. It was Victor. He was the one who had knocked me down. He was just sitting there, staring at me with huge, scared eyes…not even bothering to help me up. …some gentleman he is. I glared back at him. "The least you could do is apologize for knocking me over." I huffed and stood up. He was still sitting on the ground, staring fearfully at me. I crossed my arms in annoyance. "I don't bite, you know." I told him and held out my hand to help him up. He glanced at it for a second, before tentatively reaching out. I grasped his hand and pulled him up. He was much, MUCH taller than me. "Whoa dude, you are like literally pencil man!" I giggled. He produced a sad attempt at a smile. I shook my head exasperatedly. "You know, you don't make a good first impression." I stuck out my hand. "Hi, I'm Claire...see, this is called being polite!" Victor shook my hand.

"I-I'm V-Victor Van Dort." He mumbled. I grinned and used one of my favorite movie lines for a response.

"You know, you really shouldn't mumble, cuz I can't understand a word you're saying!" Victor looked utterly baffled. I laughed at his expression. Suddenly, I heard Emily call out again. Victor's eyes widened and he looked scared again.

"I have to go. It was nice to meet you." And he rushed off just as Emily came around the corner.

"Hey Em! Long time, no see!" I greeted her. She shook my hand.

"How have you been Claire?" she asked, smiling. I shrugged.

"Well apart from being dead, I guess I'm ok!" She grinned at me.

"Have you happened to see my husband, Victor, pass through here?" she asked.

"Actually, yes." I told her. "He just came through, not before he nearly killed me…again." Emily looked confused. "Actually, he just knocked me down. It was a joke! You know me by now Emily!" She smiled and ruffled my hair playfully. "Hey!" I cried in mock annoyance, and grinned. "But, don't you think that he seems a bit jumpy?"

"That's what I told her!" the maggot said, popping out of her eye.

"Stop that!" Emily scolded, shoving her eye back in. "He's just a bit nervous, that's all…I think."

"Well, let me help you find him." I told her. She nodded and we started off. Of course…I knew exactly where he was.

YAY! Another chapter officially finished! Sorry this one took a bit, I have summer school this summer, which really sucks. WISH ME LUCK IN PASSING SUMMER SCHOOL PEOPLE! BYENESS!