Korrasami 88: Not really.
I am a burglar: Fine.
Gloyd Orangeboar: I know.
Al Drin Hoshizora: Can we not bring up unrelated stories here?
MrScourch: Yeah, Sawbones' is still part of the story.
Creamy Buttercap: How about no?
Candlehead: Oh? Well, all you need to do is get infected, and then sign up.
Minty Zaki: Yes, they've met.
Antha1: Are you referencing Bob the Builder?
The moon shone brightly outside in the dead of night above the city. The streets were empty and vacant, with not a soul outside.
Within her room in the apartment, Ghoul lay asleep on her bed, the moon illuminating her pale skin. Half of the blanket was on the floor, leaving her upper body uncovered. Her snoring echoed through the apartment.
Noose was in a different section of the apartment. He'd learned never to disturb his younger companion while she was asleep. He slept in a small room nearby.
As Ghoul slept, the door to her room creaked open a bit. Ghoul made a snorting noise at the sound, but then continued snoring. The door remained slightly open, then was pushed the entire way open.
Standing at the door was Yellowjacket.
The young zombie girl trembled as she stood at the entrance of the door. She knew she was disobeying her mother by coming to Ghoul's room, but she simply couldn't control herself. With the knowledge that one of her companions had been in the same general area as her, how could she not come by and visit?
With a shaky leg, Yellowjacket stepped into the room. Ghoul continued snoring, not noticing that someone else was in the room with her.
Soon, Yellowjacket was standing by the bed, watching Ghoul as she slept. For a second, she could hear a voice in her head, whispering, "Go back."
The voice repeated in her mind, but Yellowjacket felt an urge to resist it. Slowly, she raised her right arm, and stretched it towards Ghoul. Her breathing slowed to a stop.
Her hand rested on Ghoul's shoulder. The older zombie stopped snoring.
"G-Ghoul," Yellowjacket whispered, lightly shaking the Other. Ghoul had stopped snoring, but she was still asleep.
"Ghoul," Yellowjacket said, her voice a little louder. She stopped shaking her as Ghoul slowly began to stir awake.
Yellowjacket took a step away as Ghoul's arms stretched out, and the older zombie let out a yawn. Slightly sitting up, Ghoul's eyes creaked open.
Yellowjacket noticed that Ghoul's eyes looked a little more 'alive' now.
Slowly, Ghoul turned around to face Yellowjacket, her mouth opening and closing. She still looked half-asleep as her eyes came to rest on Yellowjacket. The two stared at each other for a few seconds, silent.
"G-Ghoul?" Yellowjacket whispered.
Ghoul squinted her eyes. "Yellowjacket?" She whispered, still sounding sleepy.
"H-Hi," Yellowjacket greeted, waving at her. "I, uh, came to visit you."
"V-Visit?" Ghoul asked, closing one eye while keeping the other open. She yawned again, and her head lolled to the side. Yellowjacket raised an eyebrow. She'd have thought Ghoul would have been more ecstatic to see her.
"Yeah," The young zombie said, nodding. She took a step forward, and leaned on the pillows. "So, what have you been doing these past few days?"
"Stuff," Ghoul said, rubbing her nose. "Kind of boring. Sawbones' left, looking for you."
Yellowjacket narrowed her eyes. So that's why I haven't seen him here, She thought.
Ghoul rested back down on the pillow. "I'm kind of sleepy, here," She said, yawning once more. "Could you go? I'm tired."
Yellowjacket's eyes widened in surprise, and then realization kicked in.
She thinks she's dreaming, She realized. She doesn't think I'm here.
Ghoul closed her eyes, and whispered, "Goodnight, Yellowjacket."
Yellowjacket frowned, upset. This wasn't how she envisioned reuniting with Ghoul would pan out. Sadly, she said, "Goodnight, Ghoul." She then leaned down and kissed Ghoul on the forehead.
Then, she turned and left the room.
(In Ghoul's Mind)
Teardrop stood at Ghoul's console, a confused look on her face.
". . . Did I just see Yellowjacket?" She said to herself, confused. How could that be? The last she'd seen her, she'd been taken by the Freaks. There was no way she could be here. . .
"Everyone!" Teardrop shouted out. Slowly, the other emotions shuffled out of their rooms, a drowsy look in their eyes.
"God, Teardrop, why do you have to wake us up so late?" Brick asked, a frustrated look on her face. "I was having a dream about eating a Freak, and you just ruined it!"
"Guys, it's important," Teardrop told the group as they crowded around the console. "I think I just saw Yellowjacket."
The emotions stared at Teardrop silently. Slowly, their drowsy expressions changed to that of surprise.
"What?!" Star asked, her glow brightening. "She was here? How?"
"Well, it was in the night," Teardrop explained to the group. "We were sleeping, and I saw Yellowjacket at the bed. We were talking, and she asked how we were doing. Then she left."
The emotions continued to stare at Teardrop, skeptical.
"That can't be true!" Brick snapped at Teardrop. "We saw Yellowjacket get taken by those Freaks! There is no way she was here!"
"But Ghoul saw her-"
"She was probably just hallucinating because we miss her," Star comforted Teardrop. "She wasn't really there. If she was, we'd have seen her a lot sooner."
"But," Teardrop started, her lip quivering. "But. . ."
"It's okay," Star consoled the blue emotion. "We all miss Yellowjacket. But you just have to accept that she's not here at the moment. Maybe we'll see her again. But not right now."
Teardrop opened her mouth to protest, but then she quieted down. Tears started brimming in her eyes.
"Come on, let's get some rest," Star said to Teardrop. "Maybe when Ghoul wakes up, things will be brighter."
Jill sat in her room, awake. She tapped her foot on the ground impatiently as she awaited Yellowjacket to return.
She didn't know where her daughter had gone, but she hoped she'd be back soon. There was no way Yellowjacket had decided to just run off and not tell her. She sighed.
The door opened, and for a moment, Jill thought it was Yellowjacket. Instead, Mary walked into the room.
Jill noticed that Mary's skin wasn't as pale now. Her eyes were a darker shade of blue as well. The twenty-year-old walked over and sat down on the bed, rubbing her tired eyes.
"What are you doing awake?" Jill asked the younger girl. Mary shrugged.
"I don't know," She said, getting onto the bed and hugging her knees. "Why are you awake?"
"I'm just waiting for my daughter," Jill said to her. "She'll come back, eventually."
The two were silent for a moment. Then, a thought entered Jill's mind, and she said, "Did you hear what she said?"
"What?" Mary asked, leaning closer to Jill.
"She called me mother," Jill said to Mary, her eyes glistening. "She said that I was her mother. I'm her mother!" A smile suddenly grew on her face.
Mary stared at her, a blank look on her face. Jill was surprised to see Mary's lip quivering, and tears brimming in her eyes.
Suddenly, Mary burst out into tears and she suddenly wrapped her arms around Jill, sobbing. The older woman was taken aback by Mary's sudden actions.
"What's going on?!" Jill asked as Mary continued to cry.
"I wish I had a mommy!" Mary sobbed as she continued to hold onto Jill. Tears dripped onto Jill's dress, and Mary squeezed Jill tight.
Jill hesitantly hugged Mary. "There, there," She comforted, shifting her eyes uncomfortably. "It's alright." She stroked Mary's hair as the younger girl continued to sob. She slowly rocked Mary back and forth in her arms to sooth her.
Standing at the door, out of view of both of them, Pale Girl watched on, her lifeless eyes unblinking.
The feral girl straightened up, and rested on the wall. She let out a deep sigh, and closed her eyes.
Then, slowly, she shuffled down the dark hallways gloomily.
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