Well, well...this was fun. :D
It was the night of the party and Jackson was pacing in his room. He was trying his best to get his confidence up to walk down stairs to get in his car. This was the first party he was ever invited too. He thought about all the monsters that will be there…almost all of them didn't want him there. But Frankie…and Deuce, but he would be with Cleo most of the night. Frankie…She did want him there, she did invite him. He just had to go, get in his car and go! Why was it so hard for him to just do that? "Come on Jackson, man up!" He shouted at the mirror…he sat on the floor in the normal position trying his best to get the courage to leave.
"Jackson?" His mother yelled from down stairs making Jackson grumble and get up to see what she wanted.
"Yes mother?" He asked trying to hide the fact he was nervous from the party but the tapping made her give him a look.
"Are you okay sweetie?"
He sighed, "It's just the party, but I'll be fine though." He made himself stop the tapping. His mother knew he was nervous, she might not be as close to her son as she once was but a mother always knows.
"How long do you think it will be going on for?" She asked remembering the conversation she had with Heath's mother earlier that day. She wanted to talk to Jackson about it, but was afraid of talking him out of his first party. But all in all she was extremely worried about her son.
"I'm not sure…" Jackson answered as he grabbed his keys and headed out the door, "I'll be fine mother…if I get tired I'll come home, promise." He grinned at her using his powers of being the only child to make his mom laugh then get up and hug him.
"Please be careful Jackson," she said pulling him closer to her making him push her away, he always did that to her now a day's…she didn't know how to reconnect with her son, it was hard/ when his father was alive, but now it was impossible. He wiggled out of her arms and got in the car. She watched him drive off to get Heath, as he got farther away she felt that miserable feeling come over her. He was growing up and there was nothing she could do about it. She wanted her little mad scientist son back…the one that would do anything to get in her lab…the one who would laugh when she blew up the kitchen, she missed those times. She couldn't keep it a secret for much longer…the trigger would change and she knew it was changing, the conversation with Heath's mother confirmed that. She knew he would be safe…but she still couldn't shake a feeling away that this was a bad idea…She trusted her son…it was the other son she didn't fully trust at parties, or at all.
Jackson and Heath pulled up to Cleo's house when one of her servants came up to get the keys from Jackson. "Do I just give them to it?" Jackson asked eyeing the servant warily.
"Well duh," Heath said nudging Jackson who looked sheepishly at the servant. "Don't be such a poor normie!" Heath yelled running inside to the already loud party.
"No Heath!" Jackson yelled at towards his long disappeared cousin, "don't leave me alone." Jackson whispered to himself knowing that he was already alone standing right outside the doors.
"Move it normie!" Manny yelled shoving Jackson to the side as he walked inside meeting up with Heath and a few other monsters Jackson didn't know. That ruled out Heath to talk to until it was time to leave, but even then Jackson considered leaving him here if Manny was still near him. He walked into the pyramid style looking house, it had so many hydrographs on the walls and most of the priceless vases must be hidden in some other part of the house. In the middle on the room looked like a make-shift dance floor and an empty D.J. booth stood on the very end the dance floor overlooking the entire party. Jackson wondered why it was empty and music was playing, but soon got his answer when he saw one of the servants walked up and changed the record. He walked over to the refreshment table getting a drink when he looked for a place to hide, "Jackson! Dude you made it!" Deuce yelled walking up to him as Cleo was ordering one of her servants to go do something. Jackson made a relived sigh when he saw his friend. He has never been more out of place in his life.
"Hey Deuce," he shrugged, "Yeah I made it, I almost didn't come though." He admitted getting a strange look from Deuce.
"Why is that?" Deuce asked sounding very concerned.
Giving Deuce an embarrassed look, "I have never been to a party before."
Deuce laughed slapping Jackson on the back leading him to a different part of the party. "Well parties are easy to have fun at." He pushed him towards Frankie who was looking the other way, "but I find them to be even more fun when you have a ghoul to keep you entertained."
Deuce gave a nervous Jackson a thumbs up as he turned to walk back to Cleo who was tapping her foot and had her arms folded across her chest. Trying to calm his nerves he walked over to Frankie and tapped her shoulder. She jumped turning around shocking him. "I'm sorry Jackson!" She yelled as she noticed she shocked him.
Jackson just laughed when she walked up to him making sure he was okay, "its fine, I am fine." He smiled at her trying to let her see he was fine even though his arm was still tangling from the shock. "I now know not to scare you."
She giggled finally relaxing when she knew he was okay, "I am still sorry."
Jackson led her to an overly fancy couch that overlooked the dance floor. "You shouldn't apologize for something you can't control."
Frankie sat down next to Jackson to watch the dancers, "it could have hurt you though…"
"Life can hurt a person, but that doesn't stop us from having fun and meeting cute girls." Jackson said scooting closer to Frankie to put his arm around her.
She just blushed and leaned closer to him, "I'll try not to shock you."
"That's a good thing to try not to do." He said laughing, they sat there in silence just enjoying each other's company watching the dancers when Jackson got a shooting pain through his forehead making him flinch and hold his head.
"Jackson are you okay?" Frankie asked as she sat up from her cuddling position.
"Yeah, I am fine." Jackson lied as his head started to pound as he held his head in his hands. "Just a slight head ache that is all."
He went to place his arm back around her when pain shot through his head again making him bend over, "I need to go." Was all he got out before rushing away from a confused Frankie, he made it to the doors when he started to feel light headed and stars started for form making it hard to find his car. Breathing heavily he reached his car only to remember he didn't have the keys. He sunk on the ground as he looked around the night before blackness took him.
Holt found himself on the ground in a parking lot he has never seen before. Looking around he rubbed his head to make a headache go away. He could hear music coming from this awesome looking house. "Sweet, a party!" He exclaimed loudly jumping up, trying to figure out his surroundings. He didn't understand how he got here or why he was here, but all he knew he couldn't let anyone know he didn't know what was going on. A Hyde always knew what was going on no matter what…or that is what his mother told him to do whenever he was confused. Was to go with the flow and try not to over think certain situations. So Holt wiped off the dirt he got on his black flame pants and smoothed out his fire red jacket as he walked smoothly through the doors, like he owned the place. Holt just looked around at the failing party before him, this wasn't a party to him… there isn't even a D.J! What kind of party doesn't have a rocking D.J?
He moved through the dancers and marched up to the D.J. booth as he looked around studying the equipment in front of him. It was one of the best D.J. booths he has ever seen. Why wasn't anyone using this? He looked around trying to see if anyone noticed him standing there yet. No one seemed bothered by the fact a complete stranger was looking at it, so he continued to set it up just for himself without disrupting the dancers. When he was finally finished he stood up and stopped the music making everyone turn to see what happened.
"Yo! What is up party goers! You seemed to be missin' someone important to parties!" He yelled into the mike. "Music makes the party! But us D.J.s make it even better so let's get the party really rocking!"
Holt started up the music again adding in his own little mixes making people cheer, so everyone was starting to fill up the dance floor. Holt didn't know how he got here or why; all he needed was control to make a confusing situation better. He loved to be in control and he did just that.
"Oh. My. Ra! Who does he think he is?" Cleo shouted as she marched over to the D.J. booth with Deuce in tow. "He cannot come into my party and do that!"
"Calm down Cleo he isn't doing anything wrong." Deuce mumbled out trying to calm down his ghoulfriend.
"What is your name?" She shouted at him when she reached the booth.
Holt turned to her and winked, "of course you would want to know sweet heart." He leaned on the booth and kissed her hand, "the name is Holt Hyde and I believe you are the most beautiful ghoul I ever met."
Cleo blushed as he flirted with her, she couldn't place it but he seemed pretty cool. She forgot why she came over to him to do.
"Dude, no." Deuce said walking up behind Cleo to glare at Holt.
Holt laughed and rolled his eyes going back to working the booth, "Guys need to watch their ghouls better…someone cooler might snatch them up."
Deuce just folded his arms across his chest. "Didn't you come up here to kick him out Cleo?"
Cleo snapped out of her trance of watching Holt, "I…no…I wasn't as long as he follows my rules on the booth." She giggled and looked at Deuce, "even you said he wasn't doing anything wrong." Cleo turned to walk down to her friends, Deuce glared one more time at the blue monster who just winked at him. Deuce resisted the urge to stone the over confident bastard as he moved over to Cleo.
"Hey Deuce!" Heath yelled running over to him who tripped and fell catching one of the drapes on fire which Manny threw water on. "Whoops my bad…"
"Smooth dude." Deuce said still glaring up at the D.J. booth. He couldn't place his finger on it…but that monster looked like he has seen him somewhere. "So who is the awesome D.J?" Heath asked snapping Deuce out of his thoughts.
"I don't know but if he flirts with Cleo one more time he will be a stone." Deuce growled not taking his eyes off him.
"Whoa dude, he didn't!" Heath yelled laughing at Deuce's sudden jealousy.
"He did and now Cleo is all happy with him taking over her party." His mouth twitched at Holt congratulated Cleo on a rocking party.
Heath never seen Deuce like this it made him very uncomfortable. Soon he saw Frankie walking around looking from something. "Hey Deuce, Heath, have you seen Jackson?"
Heath let out another booming laugh getting a look from Deuce and a disappointed look from Frankie, "Aw man you got stood up by Jackson?" He laughed even harder making Frankie start to tear up. "I mean you shouldn't be too surprised I mean he is a normie."
"Heath shut up." Deuce said slapping Heath on the back of his head. "But no I haven't seen him since I showed him where you were waiting." Deuce told Frankie making her look around worried. "I haven't seen him since he ran out; he looked like he was in pain."
"Aw…he left me?" Heath moaned out. "I knew he couldn't handle parties but to leave me is cold!" Heath crossed his arms and his hair lit on fire.
"I am sure he made it home." Deuce said putting a comforting arm around her leading her to a seat making her sit down. "Thanks Deuce." She said as he handed her some water.
"Not a problem, he seemed really out of his element here anyway."
She giggled looking up at the booth when Holt called out to the crowd again. "Yo! I see a fine ghoul sitting down there looking all sad!" He moved the lights over to Frankie who just blushed making Holt chuckle, "you cannot hide from a Hyde there fine little lady! How about you come up here so I can turn that frown upside down!"
Frankie was shaking her head quickly getting up only to trip and lose her foot making Holt hop down from the booth to pull her close, "Come on Frankie Fine you can't leave a man hanging, even if you did lose a foot over me." He joked as she held her foot.
Frankie was so confused on how this monster knew who she was. She never saw him before even though there was something about him and that something made her trust him. He let her stitch her foot back on before he led her to the booth, changing the song he pulled her into a dance. Holt didn't know why he knew her or the overly grumpy gorgon, but he didn't care he was having fun not matter what. Soon Cleo walked over to tell him that is was way past the time for the party to end, so much to many people's disappointment he said he was closing up shop for the night. As soon as the music stopped a headache started to form, but he ignored it as he walked over the small group of people who was talking.
"Yo!" the fire elemental said as he rushed over to Holt…Heath was his name…he just knew it. "That was awesome dude! You are like the coolest!"
Holt gave the overly happy elemental a half smile pushing him aside as he bounced behind him.
"Thanks for the lovely night there Frankie Fine," Holt said sliding up to her as she blushed again.
"It was fun; I never knew I could have that much fun."
He laughed wanting to show her some other fun, but it was cut short when his new found fan fell in between them making Holt want to kick him. "What the hell Heath?" He yelled getting the attention from the others.
Heath got up looking offended by getting yelled at by someone he didn't know. "It wasn't like I tried to fall there! I just did!"
Holt glared, "watch what you are doing then!"
Deuce walked over with Manny following cracking his knuckles just in case he needed to lay this monster out for Heath. "Dude, how did you know Heath's name?" Deuce asked when he noticed Holt didn't know him.
Holt was taken aback by the sudden question, but ran his hands through his flame red hair trying to calm himself down, "he told me a while back man." Holt rubbed his eyes trying to fend off this headache that seemed to be getting worst…he had to get home…even though he really didn't know how to get home from here.
Deuce raised an eyebrow not believing this monster in front of him, "sure."
"Come on Deuce!" Cleo said grabbing on to his arm, "no need to be so untrusting."
Holt searched his pockets until he found what he was looking for…he pulled out his cigarettes taking one out and lighting it with his finger. "Well if this party is over I guess I will be heading out then." He said making everyone look at him.
"Smoking will kill you, you know." Clawd said wrinkling his nose up from the smell.
"I don't care." Holt stated plainly giving Clawd a look of boredom, "Drugs can kill you too, but people still do them, breathing the air can still kill, yet we have too. I want to pick my death so I am." He blew smoke in the direction of Clawd making him growl at Holt, who just laughed, "Were-wolves are so temperamental." Holt turned to walk out not noticing Clawd.
"I'll show you temperamental!" Clawd growled walking over to the retreating Holt when Deuce grabbed him. "Not worth it dude."
"That monster is so rude!" Cleo said in her normal dramatic fashion.
"But he seemed so nice…"Frankie said disappointed by her new crush.
Holt closed the doors behind him letting himself feel the pain he had been holding back. "Why does this always happen to me." He moaned out before blackness.
Jackson woke up with a pounding headache…the stars were slowly clearing out as he blinked a couple of times trying to figure out where he was at. It looked like Cleo's drive way but there was no music playing inside. He slowly got up trying not to black out again when a wave of dizziness swept over him. He stumbled inside falling down making people rush to him.
"Dude, Jackson are you okay?" Deuce yelled pulling Jackson to a seat making him sit down Jackson was slipping in and out consciousness. Heath ran over and placed his hand over his cousin's forehead stepping back not knowing what to do. "Man we got to get him home!"
Everyone nodded as Deuce and Heath moved Jackson to lie down in the back seat of his car as Deuce took driver side and Heath passage. "Will you be back?" Cleo whined out to Deuce before he pulled out.
"I have to make sure Jackson is okay," he kissed her good bye, "but once I am sure of that yes I will be." Cleo didn't seem too happy by this news but let him go anyway.
Deuce pulled into Jackson's drive way when Jackson's mother opened the door when she noticed it wasn't Jackson driving the car. She rushed over and immediately took to examining her son like she would any other patient. "Help me get him inside to the couch." She told the boys who looked confused but rushed to help her move Jackson.
Once inside she put a blanket over Jackson after she knew he was okay, she turned to her nephew and Jackson's friend. "What happened at that party?" She said in a very authoritative tone making both boys sink lower than the mother who stood before them. Neither one said anything so she turned to her nephew who seemed to get smaller underneath her gaze. "Heath you better answer me!"
"We don't know there wasn't anything bad there…" He said quickly trying not to get yelled at…he knew how his aunt was with her son. There has been many times when Heath would hide when she got mad. Sadly for him there was no hiding from her now. "Then what happened?" She asked making Deuce answer.
"We aren't really sure…we thought he left when he was feeling sick…at least that is what Frankie told us…we didn't think much of it until he came stumbling through the doors." Deuce looked anywhere but the woman in front of him…her long black hair and sharp blue eyes made him uncomfortable…even though he could turn her to stone…he could help but think this women could break him.
Sydney just rubbed her eyes taking deep breaths calming herself down. "I am sorry boys…I just…Jackson is all I have and I worry about him." She said a little softer looking over to her sleeping son. "I would give anything for him, but Heath you need to get home before you parents worry and Deuce…I know you live down the road, but I will give you a ride."
Both Heath and Deuce nodded as they got in the car. They didn't how to react to everything that happened to Jackson…they sat in silence until their stops trying to think of anything else. There wasn't anything at Cleo's party that could do that to someone…it made Deuce wonder if Jackson was into something worst then cutting…he hoped he was wrong, but from how he mother reacted made him think differently. To make it even worst, he did have this feeling that the rude annoying monster Holt Hyde was going to be a slight problem to him.