Hello! Been a while, sorry. We here's the new CH. Now, my computer is still acting weird so it's not correcting any mispellings. But don't worry, I've tied hrad to make sure I typed everything correctly.

Because you know, for every typo the errorists win.

Sorry, I saw that on Tumblr and couldn't resist.

Okay then, Enjoy!

Monsterous thoughts

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GUYS!" Marcelines continues to scream at Finn and Jake. She was absolutely and eerily silent on our way here, but she hasn't stopped yelling since we landed back at the cave entrance.

"B-but marcy, we were only trying to-" Jake began before he was interrupted by Marceline.

"SHUT IT! I don't want to hear your excuses! You could have gotten Simon killed!"

To be honest, I'm not really paying much attention to Marceline's verbal punishment at the two adventurers. I can't pay attention. All I can think about is what I saw outside the dungeon.

I must have been seeing things. It doesn't make any sense.

I try to convince myself, but I know what I saw.

A helicopter. One built for battle.

It was damaged, covered in hardened dirt, and was missing it's back and most of it's propellers, but there was no mistaking it. It was definetly something from my world. Just like the crown.

Maybe it's something like BMO, just a similarity.

I noted how alike BMO and his/her games are to the ones from my world when I first met him/her, but I brushed it off thinking that it was just somesort of multiversal similarity. And I tell myself that it's the same with the military chopper. But I know it was way to much alike something from my world for that to be true.

Maybe it was accidently brought here, like the cro-

"His glasses are broken too!"

This snaps me back to whats going on right infront of me. "Marcy, it's okay. My eyes aren't that bad."

"Simon, your hand, it's bleeding." Marcy says when she looks at me. She then floats over to me with worry replacing anger on her face. I looked at what she was talking about when I saw that I was still holding the amulet I found in the dungeon. I guess in all the excitement I was gripping the amulet's chain too hard.

She gently grabs my hand, with her gloved hands, to inspect the injury. A small hiss came out of me as she pried my hand open.

After a few seconds of her looking at my injury I speak up. "Marcy, please don't be angry at Finn and Jake. I'm the one who talked them into taking me," I lie. I know it isn't right to lie to Marceline but I feel bad that they're the ones who get yelled at while she shows such concern for me.

She doesn't show any responce. She just keeps staring at my hand with her head down. I can't see her face, her hood and hair are in the way.

"Marcy? Marceline, are you okay?" I try to take my hand away, with only a small amount of power as not to surprise her, to no avail. "Marceline!" I say as I touch her shoulder.

"W-what?! What is it?" Marceline says with a gasp.

"You were spacing out when you were looking at my hand."

She then looks down at my hand that she was still holding, only to immediately drop it and turn away. "F-Finn! Jake! Help Simon with his hand." Marcy demanded as she floats to her cave.

"M-Marceline, are you alright?" Finn asks obviously a little scared of the Vampire Queen.

"I'M FINE!" Marceline yells as she turns are way again. Her angered expression, though, changes into something between surprise and sadness at her reaction. She then turns again to her cave and speaks to us with a extausted voice. "... I'm fine. I'm... I'm just tired."

Hearing her say that makes me take notice of the of blue in the sky being replaced with shades of oranges and violets that point towards the setting sun. I start to realize how tired I am.

After Marceline disappears into the darkness of her home Finn rummages through his backpack and pulls out some bandages. Jake removes the amulet from my hand as Finn applies the medicine and wraps. The wound is nothing serious. Still hurts though.

Finn and Jake say they're going to take the amulet home with them. They say that they're just going to make sure it's not cursed.

"We don't want to be in anymore trouble than we already are," Jake points out.

I'm fine with them taking it, I'm too tired to care. All the adrenaline must have left me. I'm about to fall over. They then go home after we say are good byes .

As I walk towards the cave a weird chill goes down my spine when I feel something cold and wet move down my pant leg. I look down to see what it is that's causing me such discomfort. I could see a bump underneath the cloth slowely make it's way out of my clothes, revealing it's self.

A snail.

Just a tiny snail. It must have gotten in my clothes when the dungeon was collapsing. I watch it as it makes it's namesakes pace away from me towards the setting sun.

"Your welcome," I say before letting out a large yahn.

Before I reach the cave entrance, I remember something. I take a drowsy look around before giving up and entering the cave.

I wonder where that penguin went?

. . .

It's dark. It's very dark. But that doesn't matter to me. I can see everything just fine. I can see my livingroom's walls. I can see the fridge in the kitchen. I can see everything in the darkness. But there's only one thing I'm really looking at right now. The one thing in the world that has all my attention.

Simon.

He doesn't know I'm here. He doesn't realize I've been standing in the air as he sleeps. If he did wake up he'd probably scream from seeing two red eyes staring at him. Just staring.

No. not at him. Through him.

Through his anatomy.

Through his soul.

Through his past.

I wasn't able to sleep. I've been having some trouble sleeping lately because I couldn't stop worrying about Simon. About how terrible I feel for lying to him and how scared I am of losing him again.

But that's not exactly the reason why I'm here right now.

Steady yourself.

I'm here because of earlier.

I almost went feral when I saw his bleeding hand. I almost attacked him. I can smell it right now.

I was already starving when I got home and saw that he was gone. I immedietly knew it was Finn and Jake's fault. But I left in such a delirious, malnourished, panic that I actually forgot to eat any red. It was plain luck that I found them. But when I saw his blood my vampiric instincts were screaming at me to bite him. I was able to snap out of it, but I still thought of something evil. Something terribly evil.

If I turn him, he'll never be able to leave me.

And even though I've eaten a good amount of red since then, I still think that that's a good idea.

He'll forgive me. Someday.

I lean over, allighning myself with his neck.

He'll understand. He'll understand why I had to lie to him.

I feel my fangs make contact with the skin on his neck without breaking it.

We'll be together. We can fly through the air and roam the lands of Ooo forev-

"Betty."

I stop.

I pull back slowely, my eyes wide and still locked onto Simon. I didn't realize how quiet the room was until he spoke in his sleep. I couldn't think. I couldn't do anything. All I could do was stare. But this time I'm not staring at Simon anymore.

I'm staring into myself.

...no. no. What am I doing? I almost...

I was horrified with myself. And what was worse was that I didn't understand why.

Betty's dead. She's been dead for a very long time. Simon can never see her again. If I make him into a Vampire I won't...

I realize what is wrong with what I'm doing. I'm taking control of him. I've been taking control of everything.

No wonder he left with Finn and Jake. I've been acting flippin' nuts. I haven't let him do anything.

It's true that I haven't let him explore the world because I'm scared of him finding out the truth, but he can't really live cooped up in my cave.

... I need to tell him. I don't know how or when I should, but I need to tell him.

I look at Simon as he sleeps for a moment before whispering "I'm sorry" to him. I then go upto my room and try to get some sleep. And surprisingly, I do.

Okay, that was CH 10, hoped you enjoyed. Please review.

Seriously, I got absolutly no reviews for my last CH and that just made me nervouse. Hope I don't sound petty or any thing, I just want to know if you liked it or not. Or if you just want to say anything then just go ahead.

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