To Tim: Moody is going to show up in a future chapter... and this is not the sequel to 'The Circle Of Misfits' though maybe Angel is going to be in this fic, along with some others, but I'm still debating if they're going to be in this fic or not. I really don't like revealing too much of the story, or else I'll spoil it, which I don't wanna do. I hope that answers your question.

Chapter 4

A Diary Reading And A Movie

625 turned a page to discover a hidden secret written by Marie about him! It was a shock to 625, as he read the page...

Dear Diary,

I think 625 has an attitude problem, he's been insulting people all day. I wonder what's his problem! Also I'm angry at him too! I sometimes wish he could just disappear when he's like that. When he insults people I usually take the blame, plus 625 embarrasses me whenever he's like that. I don't think that's funny at all. I know 625's gotten attached to me, but sometimes I don't even want him around, thinking that he'll embarrass me in public with his wisecracks. I'm still angry at him though, and I just needed to get this off of my chest.

625 closed the book and closed his eyes, as his little ears and tail drooped down in sadness. He placed the book back in its place and walked downstairs slowly, but mixed emotions in his head were making him feel really, really bad.

Marie should've told me if she didn't want me around... I guess she doesn't like me anymore, 625 thought, holding back his tears.

He tried to hide his feelings by closing his eyes to hide his emotions, so he could crawl into his box in the basement to isolate himself. He walked down the hallway and took a box of tissues that were sitting on a table with him, as he opened the door to the basement to walk down the steps and crawl into his box.

He felt as he should stay down here forever, since he never knew that he was embarrassing Marie. It seemed so easy to tell Marie what he was feeling, but to him it was hard. Too used to hiding true emotions through sarcasm, fearing that'll make him sound weak and soft. Isolating himself is what now made him feel better. He didn't have to share what he was feeling to nobody, just kept it to himself.

Like anybody would listen to him anyway... he didn't feel like he had a friend to watch over him or listen. If his purpose in life was to embarrass people with sarcasm in insults...

625 shook off, but his feelings were getting the better of him. His face was flushed red from holding back his tears which flowed down freely from his face, as he trembled from his feelings. Curling his fuzzy body into a ball, hoping to calm himself down, and hoping to recover from the rejection...

He felt so lonesome, he needed something to help him cope with the rejection, like a small toy or something. He popped his head out of the box to search for an inanimate object to cuddle with. He searched his surroundings to make sure nobody was around or listening to his soft sobs.

He slipped out of his box and walked around the basement to search for a toy or a plushie. He saw a teddy bear sitting on the sofa there and brought it to his arms, giving it a slight hug before crawling back into his box and laying on his side while sobbing softly.

He covered his face with his arms, as if ashamed to show his face forgetting that he had tissues to dry his face. Then he heard a door open, followed by footsteps.

Marie stepped into the house with a bag of groceries,'' 625, can you help me with this?''

No answer. 625 remained in his isolated state, but this time, completely ignoring Marie, thinking that she really doesn't want him around.

'' 625!''

Nothing.

'' 625!''

Still no response.

'' Fine be that way! Be all rude and stuff!''

She took the heavy grocery bag and dragged it to the kitchen. She struggled to lift heavy things that were in it. No help necessary from 625. It was hard to lift the bag as it began to put pressure on her lower back from lifting it off the floor. She struggled to lift the bag onto the table then she let out a sigh, after her accomplishment... lifting the bag.

She walked to the doorway where some other bags were sitting, lifting each one carefully not to break anything from the inside, and inside the bags, cans and glass rattled inside at the movement of Marie's steps. This bag was alot lighter than the bag before.

625 could hear Marie's light footsteps above him, drying his tears and cover up his emotions. He popped his head out of the box to find out what was Marie doing. He let out a sigh then slowly began walking toward the stairway that lead to the basement door. 625 froze when he was about to lift his foot up to the first step.

Something prevented him from walking the rest of the way. He took his foot away and stared at the stairs. He backed away until he was in the middle of the room. What was forcing him to turn back?

He wondered what was the matter with himself... what prevented him from walking to see Marie... it hit him... the diary reading. He now remembered why he didn't want to greet her... she's embarrassed to be around him... as he thought. Feeling unwanted again and rejected he retreated to his box letting out another sigh, before laying down on his belly and resting his chin upon his arms, placing the teddy bear beside him, feeling as that was his only company that wanted him around.

Marie was wondering where 625 was, after taking all the groceries to the kitchen. thinking to herself she took a guess that 625 would be in the bedroom... most likely taking a brisk nap. Wondering if her sandwich making buddy was okay she walked upstairs to look for 625. Opening the door to her bedroom, she looked for 625 checking if he was sleeping first. She didn't see him on the bed... only an empty bed, with its sheets neatly folded when it would be time to go to sleep. She peeked under her bed to find only her stuff... but no 625.

She was beginning to worry about him, wondering if he was okay. He had never done anything like this to her at all... except when he had that glitch but that wasn't a possibility. She dashed out of her bedroom standing in the middle of the hallway, trying to hear 625 breathing, or yawning, or whispers. Nothing.

There was only one thing to do to get his attention... call out his name.

'' 625!''

Silence.

'' 625!''

Still silence. 625 heard his name being called, but he chose to ignore it... but if he didn't it'll worry Marie. Would it? She sounded worried, but it must've been a trick. He crawled out of his box and trotted upstairs to stop this calling. He opened the door and out of the basement, closing the door behind him. Still hearing Marie calling his name.

'' 625!''

625 had to reply,'' Yeah, what is it?''

Marie heard 625's voice and ran downstairs to greet him... it wasn't much of a greeting though. She grabbed 625 by his arm tightly and began to scold him.

'' Where were you? You had me worried sick!'', Marie said, scornfully.

'' I was in the backyard... sleeping'', 625 fibbed.

There was something odd from the little sandwich makers reply. He'd never sleep outside. Marie wasn't sure about this answer, as she let go of 625's arm.

'' I called you. How come you didn't answer?'', Marie asked.

625 scoffed,'' I dunno. Do I need to be called?''

'' Yes! I needed help.''

'' Yeah for something so stupid like lifting up grocery bags!''

'' So you weren't sleeping outside!''

'' Um...''

'' You lied to me... 625...''

'' So whatcha gonna do? Put me in time out? You couldn't even try!''

Marie was insulted at that remark, as 625 turned his back on her, ashamed of what he'd said. He never meant that, but a fit of anger that grew on the inside of him urged him... and he had no control over it. Marie was enraged at him... she clenched her teeth, as her dainty hand began to curl up into fists.

Marie sighed, trying to control her temper,'' After I bought some coldcuts for you... and this is the thanks I get?''

625 didn't know how to answer that question... he stayed silent, as his sarcasm took control of him, as he said in a taunting tone voice, while lifting an eyebrow,'' Getting angry?''

'' 625, are you trying to get on my nerves?''

'' Who knows?''

Marie was really angry at 625, as she was about to punch him... but she couldn't harm her friend 625... who wasn't really acting like a friend, at the moment. She felt as her anger was rushing to her arm, but she couldn't hurt 625, but something told her that she should. Instead of hurting 625, she rushed to her bedroom and scurried to her books taking out her green colored pencil and 625's sarcasm chart, filling in some more of it, as draining her energy out of herself.

'' If 625's gonna be rude...'', Marie muttered, not even bothering to finish the rest.

625's footsteps could be heard as he walked upstairs, wanting to apologize for what he had said, about to open the door but turned away... knowing that she's angry. He should apologize after the movie, that was going to be on tonight, and that would be the perfect time... knowing that she'd be cooled off from her anger.

He left Marie alone in the bedroom to let her cool off... and to let himself calm down...

Later at night...

625 was ready for the nighttime movie and walking to the living room from the kitchen with a bowl of freshly popped popcorn in his hand, as the steam from the heat swiftly rose above from the popcorn and into the cold air, as the aroma of popcorn scented the room. 625 hopped into a seat and turned on the t.v. to watch the movie knowing that Marie will show up to watch it with him, as she said this afternoon. He took a handful of popcorn and popped it into his mouth, eating the freshly cooked snack.

A little while later...

625 was extending his arm to grab another handful of popcorn, but he didn't feel anything except popcorn seeds that he immediately dropped back into the bowl. Marie didn't show up, to talk about the movie during a commercial break. The movie was over, as 625 lost interest when halfway through the movie. He turned the t.v. off with the remote and hopped out of the sofa. He heard silence...

625 sighed as his stomach dropped, feeling very lonely. He walked to the kitchen hoping to drink some root beer to keep his mind off of his depression... but remembered that Marie didn't buy any since his cavity and since root beer went right through him.

There was nothing to keep his mind off his loneliness. He needed company. Perhaps Gantu was free for the night to chat, but he heard laughter coming from an open window. His curiosity got the better of him, as he found Gantu outside with Peg, both laughing and gardening. They seemed to be having a great time, planting herbs and small crops.

625 sighed, wanting a friend to be beside him. He wondered why Marie didn't show up, is she still angry at him?

625 slowly walked up to the bedroom holding on to the railing once he walked up the staircase. He heard Marie's voice but she seemed to be talking to somebody...

He took a peek into the bedroom, and saw Marie talking on the phone, but she was about to end the conversation.

'' ... I have to go now Lilo... How about I go to your house later after hula class tomorrow?'', Marie asked, as 625 listened.

Then there was silence when Lilo (on the other end) replied.

'' Okay bye, Lilo!'', Marie said, as she hung up the phone.

She put the cordless phone down on her bed and she seemed to be writing something in a small book placed in front of her. This seemed like the perfect time for 625 to apologize. He opened the door and walked in.

Then he said in a calm gentle voice,'' Hey...''

Marie had her full attention on him, and frowned at his presence,'' What are you doing in here?''

625 looked at her,'' Hey, this is my room too...''

'' And...?''

'' The movie... it's over... you missed it... you left me waiting.''

'' So what?''

'' Huh? What are you talking about?''

'' This is something that you'd do... I'm being rude to you...''

'' Why? I just wanted to...''

'' I'm not listening to you, neither!''

'' But... Fine! If you're going to be like that...''

'' NO! If you are going to be like that!''

'' What?''

'' Like that... the way you are... sarcastic!''

'' I'll be like that all I want!''

'' Go ahead!''

'' Plus I read your diary! So ha!''

'' YOU WHAT?''

'' Read my lips... I read your diary.''

'' Why'd you do that!'', Marie shouted.

'' I was bored!'', 625 fibbed.

'' That does it! 625! You've been rude to everybody and I hate it!''

'' So? Like I even care!''

'' Be yourself... be nice.''

625 scoffed then said something that he'd really regret,'' Anybody who told you to be yourself, simply couldn't have given you more worse advice.''

Marie has had it with 625, after that remark she turned her and into a fist and climbed off of her bed and walked towards 625. 625 didn't look threatened or frightened at all. He just looked calm and content. Marie threw back her arm and aimed at 625's arm, preparing to punch. She hastily swung her arm towards 625, hearing a thump when her fist punched 625's arm. Then a loud shout was heard after the hit.

'' OW!'', 625 shouted, while holding his arm which throbbed in pain.

He rubbed his arm while closing his eyes, and reopened them and shot Marie a nasty look, of pure anger. Peg hastily ran inside the room after she heard the loud shout from outside, wondering what has happened. Marie covered half of her face with her hands, from what she had done. 625 growled as he got up still rubbing his arm for the pain to numb down.

'' What just happened?'', Peg asked, demanding an explanation.

'' Marie punched me! That's what happened!'', 625 said, still rubbing his arm.

Peg looked at Marie, surprised that she'd punch her best friend,'' Come 625, I'll get you an ice pack.''

Peg and 625 left the room, but not before 625 took a glance at Marie and letting out a low growl before he turned to Peg leaving the room.

Marie couldn't believe what she had done, as she felt ashamed of herself, wondering if 625 would ever talk to her again...

TBC...