Hey, at this point in time, I have no idea where the hell I'm taking this, all I know is whatever idea I have at one point or another, so suggestions are always accepted.

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Freya didn't get better for nearly two whole months, at which point Nathan (unfairly, in Toki's opinion) started complaining that she didn't do hardly anything around the Haus.

Toki had been sending roadies to her room with soup and grilled cheese, or else he had done it himself. He didn't mind helping her out. He knew he had liked it when his parents had brought him soup when he was sick as a kid. Aside from that, Christmas was the only other time they ever payed undue attention to him.

She was losing even more weight, and at the moment, thought Toki, looking across the table at her pale face, she looked like she weighed maybe half of what he did. Skwisgaar had taken to calling her Twiggy, at which point she started calling him Skwiggy. He stopped calling her Twiggy.

"I can't help it if I'm sick. What do you want me to do around here, anyway? You guys are the ones in the band, not me. I'm just the kid sister," she replied.

"Ah, come ons, Nathan. She's just a kids," said Skwisgaar.

They were all sitting at one of the big tables in Mordhaus, watching a giant plasma TV at the front of the room. They were demonstrating how to perform an autopsy. They were also eating.

"I dunno, maybe, just. I dunno," muttered Nathan. He must have figured she had a point, because he stopped complaining.

"How goes the new album, boys?" asked Charles Ofdensen from the front of the room.

There was general muttering from all around the table.

"Nathan. You're in charge here. How is it coming along?" asked Charles.

"Uhm... yeah. Cool. It's good," he replied.

"The label expecs it to be ready to put out by Halloween, you know. It's October first. I was thinking, to promote sales, we could combine the release party with a Halloween party, open to the fans, what do you think?" Charles suggested.

"Oh, god. I hate the stupid fans," grumbled Nathan.

"Yeah, dey're a bunch'a douchebags anyways, what do we care?" said Pickles.

"Well, I would hope you cared, Pickles. Your last mishap cost you millions. If we did this, the sales for the new album would nearly triple. I'd say it's in your best interest," said Charles.

There was silence for awhile. Finally, Nathan crumbled.

"Fine! We'll have the fucking Halloween party and the release party at the same time, then."

"Wise decision. I'll leave you for now," said Charles, and he left.

"Great. Now we gots ta deal with dese dildo fans. I don'ts celek brates Halloweens anyways," said Skwisgaar.

Freya shrugged.

"I used to sort of, I dunno. Scare people a little when I was younger, and I still like to now and then, but Halloween isn't really big in Norway, either. Kids in monster costumes? I wish I could have..." she said.

"Aww, come on, Halloweens is great! You gets free candy and gets ta scare the shit outta peoples! It's fun! Remember last year?" he asked Nathan.

"Yeah, too well. I ate some of your radioactive fish and nearly died, dick-brain. Your cooking sucks," he growled.

Toki decided to ignore him. (A/N: If anyone wants the article I got halloween in Norway info from, email me at the address on my profile, I give it to you, it's hilarious)

"I'm sorry, "radioactive fish"?" said Freya, spitting out half of her drink and inhaling the rest up her nose as she snorted laughter.

"It wasn't radioactive, it was lutefisk! You's supposed to soaks it in lye!" Toki argued back. What was wrong with fish? Sometimes, he didn't think his band mates even liked the stuff.

"Oh. Yeah, I never liked that gunk. Tastes like cold snot," said Freya, thumping herself in the chest to try and cough up the liquid that'd been diverted through the wrong valve.

"You're not kidding," agreed Nathan, making a face.

"Hey, it's not dat bad!" said Skwisgaar.

"Thank yous," said Toki, folding his arms.

"It's worse," he said.

Freya had to duck because Tolki threw his chair at the Swede.

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A little bit of humour, for you all, so please review!