Chapter 1

Tyrone woke up screaming. He had just suffered a nightmare. A really bad one; like the one he had not too many nights ago. In a matter of minutes, Matt came running in. He quickly turned on the lights and ran to his foster brother's side.

"Tyrone?! Are you okay?" asked Matt in a panic. Tyrone nodded after taking a few breaths.

"I'm fine. I'm okay now." whispered Tyrone weakly. Matt grabbed a couple tissues from the nightstand where Tyrone kept his phone charging and wiped off his sweat.

"Really, you don't have to do that." said Tyrone.

"I have too. I'm your little brother and I'm going to make you feel much better!" cried the spunky eleven year old Matt.

"How do you pronounce "are you okay?" in Espanol?" asked Matt.

"Como estas." replied Matt.

"That's how you say it. I screwed that up, remember? The night we met? When I took you in." said Tyrone.

"I remember. Your Spanish sucked." said Matt.

The boys started to chuckle. And then they heard footsteps coming in. Natalie, their foster mother came in, holding a small cup in her hands.

"I was in the kitchen fixing myself a hot chocolate when I heard an ungodly scream coming from the room." said Natalie with a soothing and relaxing voice.

"Sorry Mom. Tyrone had a nightmare." said Matt.

"I did not." said Tyrone.

"You did. You told me so." said Matt.

"What was your nightmare about honey?" asked Natalie as she sat beside the bed and placed her hand on Tyrone's forehead.

"It was about…. Him. The man dressed in black." said Tyrone.

"Oh. Don't worry about that. Your father went to check up with that." said Natalie.

"When is he coming home?" asked Matt.

"Soon I hope." said Natalie as she rose up and pulled Matt to her side.

"It's off to bed with you little man." said Natalie.

"But Mooom." whined Matt.

"Yes. You may sleep over with Tyrone, if he's okay with it." said Natalie.

"Absolutely not! His snoring keeps me up at night!" said Tyrone aloud.

"My snoring? What about your big fat farts in the middle of the night!?" said Matt.

Natalie began to laugh. "Between Tyrone's farts and Matt's snoring, you two are quite a handful. Who knew keeping kids was going to be such a huge adventure for little old me." said Natalie.

"Is there any way you can make flowers grow out of Matt's mouth?" asked Tyrone, poking at Matt's side.

"Can you make a cactus plant under his butt?" asked Matt.

"You little…." Tyrone said. Matt smiled and tickled Tyrone on his neck.

"No! Stop, I surrender!" cried Tyrone.

Natalie smiled and turned off the lights.

"Nighty night you two. Don't let the bedbugs bite. And don't worry about nightmares. I can sense everything." said Nataile.

"Yeah, because you're our Mom!" said Matt happily.

Natalie smiled and blushed. "Yes. Yes I am." And with that, she gently closed the door.

Matt snuggled next to Tyrone in bed and Tyrone closed his eyes.

"Hey Ty?" asked Matt silently.

"Hmmm?" replied Tyrone, still with his eyes closed.

"Can you believe it? We finally have a Mom and a Dad!" whispered Matt.

"Yeah. About two months ago, who knew that the BogeyMan would turn out to adopt us along with his magical wife." whispered Tyrone.

Two Months ago, some things happened. Tyrone and Matt were thrust into a world full of hidden secrets and enchanted things going on around them both. Their foster father was Sam, a Bogey Man who once lured Tyrone and Matt into a trap to save his wife, Natalie. However, with the aid of good friends, they were able to save her, along with Sam who was actually a prisoner to a wicked servant of an evil man known only as the Dark Master. Eventually, the man escaped and is now at large, but one of their allies, the Mothman, told the boys that this was now Rood Bridge Park business. Meaning that Tyrone and Matt were not involved in whatever it was that was happening to the hidden world around them.

But two months later, the Mothman returned and requested Sam to come with him. He had to testify about what had happened to him and describe the events in detail. He's been gone for over a week now, and the boys couldn't help but worry. Sam and Natalie became their foster parents and they both grew to love the boys.

"Do you think Natalie likes us?" asked Matt in a whisper.

"Of course she does. She cooks for us, cleans for us and tells us to clean our rooms. You know, typical Mom stuff." whispered Tyrone.

"My Mom never did that. She just took pills while her boyfriend beat me up." said Matt sadly.

Tyrone put his hand on Matt's shoulder and shook his head. "Don't think about them now. Think about our life today. We both got parents who love us and we got each other. No matter what happens, I know we can overcome anything." said Tyrone.

"You sure?" whispered Matt.

"Please. Dad was the Bogey Man and he tried to hurt us both, until he fell in love with us and took us in." said Tyrone.

"Are you sure we are not having Stockholm syndrome right now?" asked Matt.

"Dude…" whispered Tyrone.

"Just kidding." said Matt.

"One day, your spicy and racey jokes will get you in trouble and I'll be dancing on your grave." said Tyrone.

"Your such a big and angry mean guy." said Matt.

"Your terrible at insults." said Tyrone.

Matt smiled and said something in Spanish.

"What did you say?" asked Tyrone.

"You don't want to know. It's a really bad joke." said Matt.

"What does that word mean? The one that starts with the letter c?" asked Tyrone.

"You don't want to know." said Matt.

Tyrone pulled his phone and smiled. "I'm going to google it." he said.

"No!" said Matt, rather loudly.

Tyrone googled it and his eyes went wide. "Ouch. That one was really…. Interesting." said Tyrone.

Matt laughed and Tyrone gave him a sharp look. "You have two seconds to leave my room, or I'll tell you a scary bedtime story!" cried Tyrone.

"Scary bedtime story?! You got one?!" cried Matt.

"I'll leave it for tomorrow. How about that." said Tyrone.

"No fair!" said Matt.

"So is life kid. So is life." said Tyrone.

"Hey Ty?" asked Matt.

"What?" asked Tyrone.

"Buenas Noches Hermano." he said softly and he closed his eyes gently.

Tyrone smiled. "Now that I did understand. Buenais Nocheis Nino malou." said Tyrone softly.

"Hey Matt." Tyrone said once again.

"Hmmm?" asked Matt.

"Chicken butt." replied Tyrone.

Matt then laughed and fell into a deep sleep.