Wowie! It's been a while, kids.

"Not human, eh?" I pondered aloud. "I can see the boy being human. The blond...maybe a tough weird girl. And who in the world is that short with butterfly wings?"

"Don't know." Susan replied. "The one thing that gets me are those bodysuits. And I don't know if it was just me, but when I carried the boy, it kinda felt like he had a tail."

"Wow." B.O.B. gaped. "What about the blue hair?" This all kind of surprised us due to the fact we last time looked, he was asleep.

"Took the words right out of my mouth." Link sighed, stretching from his resting place. "Who knows? Probably just some punk-girl-wanna-be."

"Whoa." I said. "Our first punk monster. Were there any punk monsters back in the day, Link?"

"Nope." Link said. "Not that I know of. How's Monger gonna deal with that, a punk monster?"

"Most likely not so well." Doc answered.

"At least she's pretty." B.O.B. said.

"You're right, B.O.B.; she is a bit hot." I agreed. "So's the dwarf."

"You betcha." Link added. "The wings aren't so bad after all."

"Yeah." Susan agreed. "And if the dwarf is a monster, she breaks the record for being the shortest."

"In height?" B.O.B. asked.

"Yep." I shot. Because I'm invisible, no one knows how tall I am, but thanks to the braces, everybody has an idea. I had a growth spurt the years I lived in prison, so I was about the height of the average woman. So next to Doc, who used to be the shortest monster, I would be eye-to-eye with him if wasn't for his large eyes. There was nothing much to describe the situation; weird. Suddenly a long beep from a heart monitor made us all jump. Doc scuttled over to the hospital beds and discovered the heart monitor was attached to the winged dwarf.

"Oh, no!" He cried. B.O.B. and I shushed him at the same time, and B.O.B. made the signal to remind him that they were asleep by closing his eye and folding his hands behind his head. He began to snore, and we all shushed him.

"What?" The blob asked innocently. The beep still continued as the doctor tried reconnecting and adjusting wires; no luck.

"Hang on." Link said. "Let me take a wing at it." He crawled over to the dwarf and put an ear flap next to her heart area and smirked in confusion. "You know what, Doc? I'm gonna be doctor for a while." He told Doc before he started banging hard on the monitor. Thank God his giant fist didn't smash through it but it made a nice little dent; Doc glared at him. The fishman shrugged and flicked two bony but large fingers on the dwarf's chest. Sure enough, the heart monitor was working again; everyone sighed with relief. I whooped and whistled, and everyone shushed me this time.

We all fell asleep with nothing else to do. Doc, who sat loyally near the patients, dozed off at the foot of the beds. B.O.B. and Link resumed their sleeping positions next to Susan's lap. I snuggled close to B.O.B. who held my arm like a teddy bear. Of course, one has to be careful when sleeping next to a blob. When you've got one with no brain, he has the tendency to toss and turn.

I woke up to B.O.B. shaking me. I squinted at him in the light; he had a worried look on his face.

"What is it?" I asked tiredly annoyed.

"The boy's gone!" He whimpered.

"Really?" I yawned. I sat up and looked at the bed. The dwarf and supposed punk were still wrapped up in their blankets and deep slumber, and sure enough, the boy was gone. I dragged myself over to Doc and rippled my fingers through his antennae like harpstrings. The doctor blinked several times.

"B.O.B.? Jennifer? What is it?" He asked. B.O.B. whimpered pointing a finger at the boy's empty bed. Doc looked over at the bed and his eyes shot open. "Brilliant."

"What are you doing?" Susan asked yawning and stretching. When she saw the same crisis, she gasped and got up to look for the missing boy. She must've forgotten Link was laying against her hip because everyone heard this loud grunt from where he slept.

"Thanks a lot." He grumbled rubbing his head. "What's going on?"

"The boy's gone." Susan replied crawling as best as she could without harming us. Doc crawled the walls and ceilings, searching thoroughly. Link got up and looked around with me among tiny spaces near the ground.

B.O.B. stood at the base of Susan's table, frowning and crossing his arms. He looked like he didn't give a rip about finding the boy. "I'm HUNGRY!" He yelled.

"Hang on a mo, B.O.B." I called back. "Let's find the boy first. Come help me."

"No!" The blob bellowed. "If I eat, I think I'll remember more."

"Fine." I grumbled. I pulled a Costco-sized box of Oreo Pop-Tarts from the cupboard and set them on the table. Opening the smaller boxes and the wrappers, I poured them onto a large plastic plate. "'Kay, B.O.B.; chow time." He didn't respond. "B.O.B.?"

"Hey, Billie!" He called. "Look what I found!" He motioned me to come to where he was, so I ran over. Disappointed that I didn't come quietly, he picked me up and set me down, shushing me. "I think I found a pussy cat." He whispered pointing to a rather large furry tail. For me, it did look like a cat's tail, and I don't have the fondest memories with cats.

"Well, pull it!" I whispered.

"Okay." B.O.B. reached and pulled the bushy object. Instead of hearing a shrill meow, we heard a pre-teen boy's voice cry in pain. Instantly, what looked kinda like Wolverine's hand from X-Men reached and took a handful of B.O.B.'s body. The voice groaned with disgust and threw back the piece at B.O.B.; the blob giggled.

"Wait a minute!" I called. "We won't hurt you." B.O.B. and I stepped to where the voice's body hid and found a furry body running on all fours towards another hiding place in the midst of some crates. My blue friend would've followed me, but I held out my arm to stop him. I approached the furball's refuge, his eyes glowing in the dark. "I know you can't see me for the most part, but you have to trust me." The eyes looked around unassuredly, and I extended my right hand into the darkness. "In case you're wondering, my right arm's about a foot away from your face. Come out; we won't hurt you."

"What are you?" The voice asked.

"I'm what humanity likes to call a monster." I replied. "I'm Invisoline, an invisible human, but the others call me Jennifer."

"Others?" The voice repeated.

"Well, I'm not the only monster." I explained. "You can come out and meet the rest. They may look scary, but they don't bite."

"S'okay. I've seen a lot of scary stuff lately." The body came out to reveal a cross between a human boy and a coyote. His eyes were golden green, and his fur was a red-gray color. Coyote ears stuck out from his shock of black hair, and his nose was black and wet around the nostrils. Freakiest of all, he had coyote feet instead of human feet.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

"Elijah. Elijah Cordova."

"Were you laying in a bed when you woke up?"

"Yeah." Elijah replied.

"So you are the boy."

He didn't say anything but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw B.O.B. "What on planet earth is that thing?"

"That's B.O.B., my best friend." I explained. "He's really sweet, and he's always hungry, so don't let him hug you."

"Okay." Elijah whispered. "Now show me the rest of your minions."

So, I'm writing a trilogy for the love between B.O.B. and Invisoline and maybe a mini-story to follow it. And later I'll write love stories for Dr. C. and Link.