Samantha1105 says: (SORRY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS WAIT SOOO LONG! I FEEL HORRID FOR DOING THAT! I LEFT YOU GUYS WITH A CLIFF-HANGER AND EVERYTHING...I'm evil for that. But really, school is getting in the way guys. Mid-terms and all that other junk to study for, you know how it is. Right? Anyways, enough excuses, ON TO THE CHAPTER!)

-Chapter 8, Frosty Fall-

"I don't have any money," I sighed into the phone,"So my mom told me to get a job at the Frosty Mart."

"WHAT! NO!," he shouted,"Those two costumed idiots will torture you everyday! They have no lives and spend every minute of the day trying to get me to join their nonsense!"

"It's the only way,"I sighed. He sighed after me.

"I can't let you go through the pain alone," he said,"It's my party too. I'll be at the store in ten minutes." I smiled.

"THANK YOU KYLE!,"I cheered. I never would have thought that he would EVER do anything like this for me,"I love you!"

"Love you more,"he giggled. I rolled my eyes as I hung up, stuffing the phone into my parka pocket. When I got into the store, the little chime went off as the doors closed. Lenny looked up from the register and smiled at me. I waved at him, walking over to the counter.

"Hello Lenny!," I greeted.
"Hello Rima," he replied,"What brings you to the Frosty Mart?"
"Your help wanted sign, I would like to apply for a job here." Lenny's eyes sparkled. A smirk appeared on his face as he rushed to give me an application. I gave him a confused look. He turned to me with a toothy smile.

"We've never had a female employee working here before," he explained.
"We?," I asked,"Aren't you the only one who works here?" He shook his head.
"Nope," he replied,"Another guys works here, he he's always late...or never shows up at all." I noticed he mumbled the end part in a bit of anger, but I shook it off and decided not to ask why. He handed me a pen. I leaned over the counter as I filled in my information. As I did, the door chime went off again. I looked over at the door and saw Kyle walking towards me, oddly with a smile on his face.

"Hello again love," he smiled. Slowly, he turned his attention to the man behind the counter, working the courage to ask what he was about to ask.

"Is there still any space for me to work in this horrid establishment?"

"Yup," Lenny frowned knowing how Kyle felt. He handed him an application. Kyle stood beside me and wrote. His handwriting was WAAAAAY neater than mine. I covered my paper in embarrassment. When we finished filling out the forms, Lenny stamped our papers with stamps that read: APPROVED. He printed out our schedules and gave us the job uniform. I frowned at the hat we had to wear.

"Do I really have to wear this?," I asked. Lenny nodded.
"Unless you want to be the bathroom janitor," he suggested. I quickly put the hat on my head, cuz I've seen that bathroom and it's NOT pretty! I restocked the shelves while Kyle stood at the register and organized the money. A large man walked into the store wearing a black coat and a super hero T-shirt. He looked over at Kyle and smiled.

"I had like, no idea you worked here dude!," he shouted. Kyle shrugged.

"Well, I do,"he replied,"What does it matter to you? Aren't you friends of Fanboy and Chum Chum?"

"Well yeah, but since you work here, does that mean I get a discount?,"he asked. Kyle shook his head.

"No Oz, you don't,"he groaned. Oz frowned.

"Well, that sucks,"he said. He turned his attention to the isles and his eyes fell on me. He gasped.

"WHOA! YOU LOOK LIKE LUCKY LAD FROM ISSUE 48 OF MAN ARCTICA!,"he shouted. I jumped.
"Wha-what?," I gulped. He got down on his hands and knees and bowed down repeatedly.
"I worship the way you used our Lucky Lasso to tie up the Global Warmer's minions!,"he continued. I hid behind a box of Krispie Krunchies I was holding. Lenny walked in from the back closet and saw the scene.

"OZ! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?,"he yelled,"Get what you want and GO!" Oz pulled himself off the floor and wrinkled his nose towards Lenny.
"Gosh, harsh dude,"he mumbled. He walked around the store and grabbed a huge load of food. Then, he dumped it all on the counter. Kyle sighed and went through the list of items and questions Oz had for everything he scanned.

"Uh...the total reads $28.50,"Kyle announced. Oz dropped a bag of quarters on the counter. Kyle balled his fists up. "Do you expect me to count all this change?,"he growled. Oz sipped his drink.
"Duh," he replied,"Lenny always does it, so you've gotta do it too." I ran to the register before Kyle could explode.
"Maybe I should help you with this,"I suggested. Oz giggled.
"Lucky Lad for sure!,"he whispered. Kyle and I sighed and counted the quarters.

After work, I walked home at about eight o' clock. It was dark and lightly snowing. The street lights made the falling snow glitter. I enjoyed the quiet and the crunching sound of snow as I walked. I saw someone walking towards me, but I couldn't really see. Then, my vision became clear. It was Fanboy, walking all by himself, alone. He had on a fuzzy hat and a coat, but still wore his costume underneath. He glanced at me, then turned away with his head down. I said nothing to him and continued to walk. A few minutes later, I heard the sound of rapid footsteps behind me. I turned around and was tackled. Closing my eyes tightly, I fell into the snow, landing on my back. I looked up and saw Fanboy over me.

"I'M SOO SORRY!,"he cried,"I'M SORRY I WAS A BAD FRIEND AND I'M SORRY I TOLD YOUR SECRET TO YO, BUT SHE FORCED IT OUT OF ME, RIMA! SHE DID!" I sat up, still on the floor and hugged him to try and calm him down. His breathing was uneven and he was crying hard. I stood up an helped him up too. His nose was running and his face was flushed with tears. I flinched at the sight, but handed him a tissue from my coat pocket.

"Why don't you come over to my house?,"I asked. His eyes lit up.

"REALLY? YOUR HOUSE?,"he asked. I nodded.
"Why not?,"I replied,"I'll make us some tea. Or hot chocolate if you'd rather that." I grabbed his hand and walked him to my house. He giggled all the way there, most likley because we were holding hands. At the front door, there was a small, brown package.
"Who's it from?," Fanboy asked. I shrugged and picked it up before I entered the house. I pointed to the coat rack. "Hang your stuff there,"I told him. He nodded and followed me to the kitchen.

"Hey, where's Chum Chum,"I asked as I took out supplies to start cooking with. He frowned.

"Away over the break,"he replied,"He went to visit his cousin, Muck Muck." I patted him on the back.

"It's okay,"I told him,"He'll be back soon. You can come over when you want in the mean time." He blushed.
"Your so kind,"he smiled. I smiled back. I actually missed talking with Fanboy. He was that person I could just, goof off with. That person I could just joke around with. And who couldn't forgive a boy with a bucked-tooth smile? I turned my attention to the bubbling pots on the stove. I poured one cup of tea and one cup of hot chocolate.

"Tea or Cocoa?,"I asked. He pointed to the mug with the hot chocolate. Before he could pick it up, I threw in some marshmellows, sprinkled, and some whipped cream. In my glass of tea, I threw in a candy cane for more of a minty flavor. I handed him his cup. He licked his lips and turned the mug at different angles.

"You sure know how to make a good hot cocoa, Rima!,"he complimented.
"Thanks,"I replied,"My mom taught me." Fanboy glanced at the package on the counter.
"What do ya think is in that box?,"he asked. I shrugged.
"Let's find out,"I replied. We walked into my living room and sat down. I set my tea down on the coffee table and opened the package. Inside was a long, black box. Fanboy stared at it.

"OPEN IT! OPEN IT!,"he shouted. When I did, there was a large silver key on a long silver chain. I pulled it out and admired it. It wasn't an ordinary house or car key, it was larger than that. The teeth on it looked as though it could open a door in the 1800's.

"Where did this come frofm?,"I asked myself. Fanboy smiled an snatched the key from me.

"I bet the key's from Kyle!,"he cheered,"Maybe it's for a magic carpet! Do magic carpet's have key holes?" I shook my head and grabbed the key back.

"It might be from Kyle,"I replied,"But wouldn't he have signed something saying it was from him?" Fanboy shrugged.

"I've never gotten a gift from him." I giggled to myself. Kyle is such a meanie.

"I'll wear it to work tomorrow,"I laughed. Fanboy shot a confused face at me.
"Work? You have a JOB?"
"Yeah, just for holiday break."
"Where at?"
"The Frosty Mart." Fanboy gulped down his hot chocolate and shot up out of his seat.

"NO WAY!,"he shouted,"THIS IS AWESOME! YOU HAVE THE BEST JOB EVER!"
"I guess that means Kyle does too."
"KYLE WORKS THERE TOO?" I tried to calm him down, but he was bouncing off the walls!

"I'v gotta go home!,"he shouted,"I have to call Chum Chum and tell him the news!" He hugged me and zoomed out the door. I headed upstairs with my gift and got ready for bed, laughing as I did it.

When I woke up, I got washed up and dressed. My mother and father were getting ready for work too, so the house was busy going up and down stairs, It had snowed again last night so my parents left early to avoid traffic. They headed out while I laced up my snow boots. I put on the key necklace and headed out. It was quiet again but I didn't mind. I saw someone on the corner of the sidewalk standing still. Only a trail of breath moved. It sorta looke like Kyle. I quickly ran over to him, pulling the key out from my coat so he could see I was wearing it. But when I got to the corner, it wasen't Kyle at all! It was Sigmund. I slipped while trying to stop my running and fell into him. He smiled as he caught me.

"Rima, darling,"he flirted,"Where are you in a hurry to?"

"None of you buisness!,"I replied. I pushed him away. He looked down at the key as it caught the light.

"Your wearing it!,"he smiled. I looked down at it.
"What does it matter to you?" He laughed at my question.
"It matters quite alot,"he laughed. He did some weird hand jestures and the key glowed. I gasped.

"What are you doing?,"I shouted. He laughed a cold, evil laugh.
"Rima, my love, you deserve only the best." I suddenly felt a loss of breath. I looked down and saw the key had entered my chest. I wasn't bleeding, yet I still felt the pain. It had stabbed itself through my heart. I couldn't scream. I felt like I was dying. I fell into the deep snow and closed my eyes as I heard Sigmund laugh. He slowly kneeled down and tugged hard at the key. I blacked out.