Author's Note - Hi Everybody! Just a reminder, this is a Sequel, make sure to read the original first. I know, the last chapter was kinda ~meh~ but, eh i was having a few problems with it. This chapter though, Inspiration is back! Woo! Thank You to those who read and Thank You to those who review. Reviews make me happy and feel like i'm doing a good job. Sadly I don't own anything in the story except for Olivia, Melody, Princess Astrid and the story.

Enjoy!

Before my alarm went off, I was awoken by a loud sound outside my door. Carefully, I slipped out of Mikey's arms, amazed that he was still asleep. Slowly I eased my door open to catch a glimpse of the culprit.

"Is that drum set?" I asked.

"Um, it's uh …" Frank started to explain but couldn't.

"Yeah, I play the drums. This is my new set, it was just delivered," Bob quickly explained.

I stared at them processing what Bob just told me. Yawning, I shut my door and crawled back into bed.

"What happened?" He slurred.

"Bob and Frank were moving a drum set and dropped it," I explained.

"So his new set came in," Mikey yawned.

"What, you know? How come I've known him for almost a year and never knew?" I asked him.

"Secret weapon, only us five and a few scientists know," he answered nonchalantly.

"Secret weapon?" I asked, starting to wake up some.

"Uh … you still aren't supposed to know," he responded uneasily.

"I'll just ask Gerard about it," I told him.

"I'll tell you everything later today, I promise. Can we just go back to sleep?" Mikey begged me.

"Fine, if you don't I'm talkin to Gee," I yawned, snuggling up against Mikey.

Breakfast was a bit of a tearful affair. The daughters were all sitting in between their parents, Autumn chatting away with Ray. They were all in bright vivid colors, contrasting our black attire. Even though it was still hot out, the guys wore black pants and black dress shirts. I shocked the parents by not wearing a colorful dress, but instead a black dress. The skirt was short with tool jutting out from underneath. The parents and their guards would be leaving after. This was something I was looking forward to. Not just because those factors would be eliminated from the mansion, but because I would be able to go back to my semi-normal life. After the goodbyes were said and hugs given, we all returned to the sitting room. The two new Princesses looked nervous sitting among us.

"Tomorrow, you two girls will start your lessons. You will be learning about every aspect of running a country from a different perspective than your own.

Today though, you can do whatever you like. You are free to explore the mansion, but there are a few rooms that are off limits though. If you are lost just ask someone for directions," Gerard explained.

"I need to run, I'm needed in the labs," Ray announced.

"I'll be there in a little," Mikey told him, not moving from his spot next to me.

"Right well, you two are free," Gerard said to the girls.

The two stood up and left the room, off to wander and explore. Bob and Frank left together, talking in hushed tones. Gerard, Mikey and I were left in the sitting room alone.

"I'm going to talk to him about it and I'll talk to you later," he told me, kissing my cheek.

"Fine, you better. Dork," I smiled.

I left the two men alone and took off on my hunt for the coolest room. After about ten minutes and three different rooms later, I ran into Princessn Astrid.

"Hello," I greeted her.

"Hi," she replied curtly.

"Would you like a tour?" I cautiously asked, noticing the direction of our conversation.

"No thank you, I'm fine," she replied.

"Alright, well I'll be around then," I told her, backing away from her glare.

After my run in with her I quickly fled the area. Once I had a safe distance between Princess Astrid and myself, I took my time in reaching the library. I silently entered and noticed a girl in a bright red dress.

"Hey there Melody!" I cheerfully said to her.

"Olivia, hi!" She replied.

"So how are you holding up?" I curiously asked.

"I'm not doin bad. I miss my parents and Autumn, but I think that I'll really enjoy it here," she admitted.

"That's good. I definitely like having you here. It's nice having a girl I can talk to," I told her.

"What about Astrid?" Melody asked me.

"I think it'll be a while before she opens up. Or she's just a stuck up bitch," I laughed.

"Would you mind if I spent most of my time in here with you?" She hesitated

"Mind? I'd love it!" I exclaimed.

"Why did you guys take the drum set past Olivia's room at 4 in the morning?" Gerard asked.

The five of them were in a secluded part of the mansion. The walls were heavily padded to be soundproof while the rooms around them were filled with scientific monitoring equipment. Bob was sitting behind the drum set that he and Frank carried earlier. Frank and Ray were standing on opposite sides of Gerard with guitars in their hands while Mikey stood by Frank, a bass guitar in his hands instead.

"Honestly, we thought she was in Mikey's room," Bob answered.

"You should have checked," Gerard sighed.

"It's not like she's the enemy. I don't think if we told her we'd be screwed," Frank said out loud.

"I'm with Frank on this. I trust your decisions, but I think she can handle this," Ray said.

"Tomorrow, while the other two are busy, we'll bring her here. Until then, Let's take it from the top," Gerard told his friends.

Princess Astrid had wandered through the Mansion and discovered what appeared to be Gerard's office. Smirking with glee, she crept in started rifling through the papers and journals on his desk. She took a few pieces of his stationary and on black pieces of paper she copied down a few bits of info. After snooping around for a little while longer, she stealthily left his office. With the paper she took from Gerard's office hidden in her dress, she made her way back to her room. The woman had been lucky no one stopped her to ask her a question or followed her. Upon entrance to her room she quickly opened the now empty trunk and took out the false bottom, stashing the paper.

"Olivia, what was it like for you when you first arrived here?" Melody asked me, lounging on one of the couches.

"Well, the guys were awkward, and didn't really know what to do. I kinda felt the same way. After the first week, Gerard and I had become good friends, and the awkwardness with all of them had started to fade away," I answered.

"Were you home sick at all?" She inquired.

"Of course! I missed my father and my brother the most. I also missed the bright colors of my palace back home, but after a while I fell in love with everything here. I actually changed my wardrobe from the bright blues to gorgeous blacks," I replied.

"I hope the same happens with me," said Melody.

"Don't worry, it will. You'll fall in love with The Black Parade and never want to leave," I smirked.

"Like you fell in love?" Melody laughed.

"You never know. Your sister might join us someday as well," I added, laughing with her.

The guys didn't show up for lunch or dinner. I ended up sitting between the two new additions to the mansion. Melody and I had trouble getting Princess Astrid to talk. The conversation during lunch was short and quick. Dinner was a bit more tiresome; it felt like we were pulling teeth.

"Why don't they show up to meals? Is it because our parents are no longer here?" She snarled before leaving after dinner.

"They're probably just busy. Attendance to every meal isn't required," I hastily explained.

"That's a poor way to run a kingdom," Princess Astrid replied.

"That's your opinion Astrid. So far this country is running pretty smoothly," I argued back.

"I want you to hear me and understand me now. My name is Princess Astrid. You will not call me anything else, unless it is 'your highness' or 'mam'," She spat.

Princess Astrid left the room, leaving the two of us in shock. We stared at each other, trying to think of something to say, but couldn't.

"Uh, um . . . Garden?" Melody asked me.

"Sure," I replied.

On our way to the garden we slowly made our way through the halls, running into some familiar faces.

"Hey guys," I managed to smile.

"Hi girls," Frank said to us.

"Ladies," Ray smirked, causing us to laugh.

"Where is everyone else?" I asked.

"They're coming. They just needed to finish something," Ray answered.

"How are things going?" I curiously asked the guys.

"Things are going good. Making improvements daily," Frank replied.

"How are you doing Melody?" Ray inquired.

"I love it here so far. Olivia is definitely becoming the key to my survival," She giggled in response.

"That's good," Gerard smiled, as he showed up behind Frank and Ray causing Melody to blush.

I noticed her sudden change took a mental note. Mikey came over towards me and pulled me into a hug.

"How was your day?" he asked caringly.

"Princess Astrid is definitely an interesting person," I replied, everyone laughing at my answer.

"What's wrong with her?" Gerard asked.

"She is really formal and won't budge on removing the formalities," I replied, leaning into Mikey.

"How about let's finish this conversation in my office?" Gerard suggested, offering his arm to Melody.

Mikey and I let everyone go ahead of us, allowing us a few minutes along.

"How was your day?" I asked, kissing him.

"It was good, even better with you here," he replied.

"You know, with you saying things like that, I'm never going to want to go back to Arrakis," I told him.

"That's my plan," Mikey smirked, snaking his arm around my waist.

Inside Gerard's office, Melody had sat next to Gerard while Mikey and I sat across from them. I had done this so I could watch the two together. Frank sat next to me on a couch while Ray and Bob sat in armchairs in between the two couches.

"So tell me, what is wrong with Princess Astrid?" Gerard asked.

"I was hoping she was just nervous about opening up, being in a new country and away from her family, but she has been short with melody and myself and she told me off after dinner," I answered.

"What?" Ray asked in shock.

"Yeah, I tried talking to her earlier this morning, but basically one word answers and glaring stares. After dinner I called her Astrid and she flipped out!" I replied.

"She was all 'My name is Princess Astrid. You will not call me anything else, unless it is 'your highness' or 'mam'," Melody added.

"How do you feel about her?" Gerard asked, fidgeting with his hands.

"There is just something about her that doesn't sit right with me," Melody told him.

"I'll have some of my people keep an eye on her," Gerard informed everyone.

Our conversation had changed directions and the guys started asking melody personal questions. I yawned and placed my head on Mikey's shoulder. My eyes were trained on Melody and Gerard, watching interaction take place between the two of them. Gerard wouldn't stop fidgeting, while Melody would blush whenever she looked over at him.

"Do you have any special talents Melody?" Frank asked.

"I play the piano and I draw," She answered.

"Did you know that most of the art on the walls are by our very own Gerard?" I asked her, causing Gerard to look embarrassed.

"Really, they're really good!" She replied, looking over at Gerard as he awkwardly smiled.

"Well, they're not bad," He said.

"Not bad? Are you kidding me? They are amazing! Have any of them caught your eye yet?" I asked, directing the last question to Melody.

Gerard shot Mikey a look for help. I caught this and smiled in victory, but was nudged in the side by Mikey.

The conversation went on until midnight. When the clock in the room chimed twelve, my eyelids were about to close for the night.

"Goodnight," I yawned, as I abruptly stood up surprising everyone.

As I walked towards the door, everyone's eyes were following me. They all laughed when I tripped, but caught myself. Mikey came to my aid and helped me out, grinning the whole time. The last thing I remember was Mikey picking me up, and carrying me bridal style towards my bed room.

Author's Rant - ARGH! so, hopefully this summer i'll write a good Killjoy story. i'm not that happy with were i went with the one i have. I feel like if i sit outside in the 109 heat i might be inspired. Not joking, it's 105 out right now. So um, can't make any promises, but i want to write a good Killjoy story soon. Don't really have any ideas yet, but ya never know when inspiration will hit. Maybe i'll try writing it outside.