A/N: finally needed to get to writing another chapter of this. Just so I can get it finished up and start up on my 'Heroes' thing that'll get up soon. And vote on my poll if you haven't already. THANKS!

Disclaimer: do you think I'm MOA?

Argit was gone almost as quickly as he had come. The lights flickered out moments later. But only after Argit had nailed all the boxes closed and quickly pushed them outside for pick up the next morning.

"Well this is either a stroke of good luck or your worst nightmare," commented Kevin with a forced chuckle. He'd rather be locked in a room with the evil stepmother from Cinderella than stuck in a box with a freaking princess.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at him with a cold glare. "You didn't have to jump into the same box."

Not like she wasn't nice or anything. He just knew that he could kill the stepmother and sleep out the rest of the ride. Britania… You can't really kill a princess without getting away with it. It's too hard. Kevin took a couple of deep breaths. "What are your thoughts on this? Jump out or ride it out?"

"Ride it out. I have to stay with my people." Britania folded her arms across her chest and leaned against the side of the box.

Kevin sighed. He couldn't get out if she didn't get out. So it was going to be a long night. "Since we're going to be stuck in here-"

"You don't have to stay."

She was a little too sharp for his comfort. Kevin narrowed his eyes in her general direction. "You know what? This is my mission as much as it is yours. I'm helping because I can and I want to. Must we go over this again?"

"No."

Definitely going to be a long night…

It was only about fifteen minutes later when Kevin heard the chattering of teeth from the corner where Britania was sitting. He could feel the box shaking a bit as she quivered.

"You cold?" he asked, stretching out a bit more.

"It's warmer on Osmoa," she commented fiercely. He could hear her voice shaking even then.

"Come here."

Instead of arguing, the girl shifted a little closer to the dark teen that had helped her. "You're not so bad."

"Oh, today's a good day." He shrugged while giving a little snicker. "Now tomorrow might be a whole 'nother story." Kevin put his arm around her. It was his job to help these people. Including little stuck up snobby princesses. But, to be brutally honest, she wasn't all that horrible. And Kevin hated being honest. He really, really hated it. Especially with Brittany.

"Why did you get dragged into this anyways?" she asked him, politely ignoring his crude humor.

"Argit and I are old pals." Kevin wanted to just leave it at that. He was done with Argit. He was trying to turn himself around. He didn't want to be too terrible anymore. The minor things weren't that bad, but the big heavy duty "lemme break somethin' for some cash" things were off limits now.

"How are you 'old pals' with someone like him?" asked Brittany, staring at him through the darkness. She could make out his dark ebony hair and his twinkling obsidian eyes. "He's a criminal."

"And I'm an ex-con." He hated saying it. He hated how the words came out sounding so evil and horrifying and making him seem like a bad person when he'd turned it all around and changed. He was trying to be a hero now. He was trying to make a difference here and now.

She gave him a questioning look although he couldn't see it. "I never would've guessed."

"Anyone who knows me would've. I still steal here and there and I break in on some pretty nasty deals, but I know where my limits stand." Kevin looked away as if something in the spiraling marks on the wood had caught his eye. He just didn't want to look at her and all her perfection. She didn't have to decide between the sides of right and wrong. She had just been born on the side of right. "This is even above my limits."

Britania sighed. "Well, we'll get them to safety. Don't worry too much. You're plan is almost fool-proof."

"Oh trust me, I know a guy who could screw it up in a heartbeat." A smirk played across Kevin's lips as he thought of Benji. "So this is far from fool-proof."

She grinned and put her head on his shoulder. It was going to be a long night. Might as well adapt to it. "How did we get stuck in this box again?" she asked, finding herself a bit lucky to be stuck with another Osmosian and one so helpful was just another bonus.

"You jumped in and I jumped in and then we got nailed in by a rat-faced idiot." Kevin rested his head against the side of the box. "My turn for a question."

"So this is an interrogation room now?"

"…maybe." Kevin snickered under his breath. "What's it like on Osmoa?"

She raised an eyebrow in his direction. "You're an Osmosian, but you've never been to Osmoa?" she questioned.

"Half Osmosian," he corrected, feeling his eyes shutting slowly. It had to be about midnight by now. "Half human." Kevin knew he wasn't going to be able to stay awake in a box all night. "My dad was a Plumber stationed here on Earth." The dark teen fought off a yawn.

"You sleep," she said, giving up on trying to keep him awake with incessant questioning. He was honest and true, no jokes. He was for real. He really was just trying to help. The fact of him being a Plumber and being an Osmosian now proved that and the face that he was telling the truth the whole time. She could read it in his eyes. "I'll keep watch."

"For what?" he chuckled. "The box to come to life and attack us?"

Britania shrugged. "Yeah. Sure. Just keep watch for anything, you know?"

Kevin smirked. He was tired, but he didn't want to leave her awake the whole night. He'd fight off the sleep as long as he could. "Whatever. So what's your favorite color?"

This was still going to be a very long night.

"Blue."

A/N: so five chapters. Sorry, I couldn't stretch this out further because in my dream it was longer, but for this, I just don't have the patience to write it right now. At least not the parts that were kinda dull. Anyways, next chapter will be last and longest. Thanks for reading!

~Sky