"Victor?" His mother called.

Victor's eyes fluttered open. He adjusted to the light in the room and was confused on why he was in the attic instead of his room. He felt something nuzzle into his side and he looked down to see Sparky, bolts and stiches and all. He smiled and petted Sparky's head as he remembered what happened last night. He must have fallen asleep on the floor after staying up late to do the exhausting experiment.

"Victor? Are you up here?" His mother repeated a bit louder.

Victor started panicking. He leaped up from his place on the floor and started looking around the room urgently, trying to find a place to hide Sparky. He looked over and saw a large over turned bucket lying on the floor. He quickly grabbed it, put it over Sparky, and sat on it just before Victoria came into the room.

"Victor? You didn't sleep in here did you?"

Knowing it was probably improper to do such, he replied, "Of course not. I just…woke up early."

His mother stared at him questionable, but headed downstairs without saying anything else. He sighed in relief, and removed the bucket from its place on Sparky.

"Sorry, boy," he said to Sparky. "I can't let anyone know about you. They won't understand. People are already afraid of me enough as it is. You're going to have to stay in here today."

Sparky wagged his tail, panting, and planted a sloppy kiss on Victor's cheek.

"I'll be back right after my lessons," Victor promised.

He stroked Sparky's head for a while before getting up, making sure he locked the attic door, and heading downstairs to get ready for the day.

Victor sat, bored with the lessons and eager to get back to Sparky. He knew Sparky should be safe with the door locked and all. No one ever came up to the attic really besides him, but he couldn't help but be worried. How would his parents react if they found out? He knew his mother would be horrified. He wasn't exactly sure what his father would think. Father was a bit unpredictable sometimes. Victor was never sure if he really meant something or was holding back because of what Mother would think.

Victor cleared his head of Sparky so he wouldn't become more paranoid and looked out the window to the colorful tents being set up across town.

Victor had finally found out what the fair was. He had been so focused on Sparky he had totally forgotten about it. Apparently this fair was coming to every town nearby theirs. They would have games, food, music, and other stuff. His mother had told him this morning as he was eating. She thought it would be fun to go to and that it would cheer him up after losing Sparky.

Little did she know that Sparky had returned….

There was also another thing that worried him. How long could he keep Sparky hidden? Sparky certainly couldn't go outside. He would have to keep him locked up in that attic for who knows how long. But Sparky couldn't just stay cooped up in the attic all the time. That would be horrible for him. He needed to run around, be happy, and he defiantly would not be happy staying up there all the time.

Victor knew he would have to figure these things out sometime, but he just wanted to be joyful that he actually was able to be with Sparky right now. Being so worried and paranoid was going to take away from the happiness.

Right as Victor was done with his lessons, he raced up to the attic. He unlocked the door, and stepped in. Fear filled him as he slowly closed the door, and looked around the room, not spotting Sparky.

Something then bumped into his leg, and he looked down and saw his undead dog, starring up at him happily.

"There you are!" he cried, dropping to his knees to pet Sparky. "Good boy. Sorry you had to stay in here all day.

Sparky barked cheerfully and started trotting around the room happily, and then as he started to make his way back to Victor, his eyes slowly started to close and he plopped onto the floor tiredly.

Victor gasped, as thoughts started running through his head on what was happening. Maybe Sparky needed to be charged. To keep the energy in him going.

Victor found the electrodes and attached them to Sparky's neck bolts to recharge him. It was going to take a little getting used to, but Victor thought he could get used to it pretty quickly.

"Victor!" his mother called up to him. "Lucas is here."

Victor hadn't seen Lucas since the day Sparky had died. He had stayed away from Victor so he could mourn over Sparky since he knew how much the dog meant to Victor.

He looked at Sparky who was lying on the floor recharging before he got up and exited the attic, making sure it was locked. He couldn't let Lucas find out about Sparky. Who knows who he would tell? And it getting around the he had raised a dog from the dead…Well he might even be kicked out of the town for it. He didn't think they would hesitate to get rid of him. Especially Pastor Galswells.

Victor bounded down the stairs and saw Lucas standing by the door. Victoria had left to go prepare for supper.

"Hello Victor," Lucas said, his eyes downcast. "So…How are you doing? You know…with Sparky's death and everything?"

"I'm fine…Just a bit depressed. That's all," Victor lied.

"I know," he stated.

Victor gave him a confused look before saying, "Oh?"

"I know," he stated again.

Getting annoyed at Lucas trying to get him to understand without plain out saying it, he questioned, "Know what?"

"You know."

"No."

"I think I know what you know I know," he declared.

"I don't know what you think I know," Victor said a bit confused with his own words, "But…I don't know it."

Lucas looked around to make sure the room was empty beside them two. He leaned forward a bit and said in quietly, "Your dog is alive!"

Victor's heart started beating furiously. How did he find out? Sparky had been in the attic the whole time! At least…he thought he had. Maybe Sparky had escaped the attic. He himself looked the room worried that someone overheard Lucas' words, before trying to see if he could pretend he had no idea what Lucas was talking about.

"That's impossible!"

"I know! But you did it!" Lucas exclaimed, not realizing that Victor was trying to deny that Sparky was back from the dead.

"So show me how, or I'll tell everyone," Lucas said suddenly.

Victor gawked. Lucas wouldn't! He had no choice…He had to show Lucas how he brought Sparky back from the dead, or the whole town would know!

Victor knew either way, this wasn't going to be good.