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Kat Pov:

I looked around at the role-holder in hopes of finding out who asked the question that caused the aura around us to tense. But, alas, they all looked around at us in the same manner, the same expressions on all their eyed faces.

I turned to look at Clair and Midnight, both of whom I would defend with my life. Even though I have known Clair significantly longer, I will admit that I care for Midnight just the same. I sighed, I don't know why; I just am being stressed so much in this place. "Dibs on the castle~!" I heard Clair holler . . . right in my ear. "Clair. No need to yell in my ear. If I go deaf the blame is on you . . . on second thought then I wouldn't have to hear your sugar high rambles. Carry on." I did that hand movement that is a shooing motion with one hand. "Hey!"

I giggled at her delayed reaction, which honestly made the role-holders look at me with shock. 'What? I'm a girl. I can be serious and I can be silly.' "You sure about that?" I heard the cheeky pirate say. 'Yo ho, yo ho, A pirate's life for you.' "Hey! I am not a pirate!"

I gave the man-who-denies-he-is-a-pirate a small smile. Even though I won't admit it yet, I find him to make me calmer. I think it is because of the silly and easy-going air around him. Then I remember and finally process what Clair said. "Wait! What do you mean 'Dibs on the castle'?!" "I mean 'Dibs on the castle' Gosh Kat, and I thought you were the smart one?" Was her oh-so-sweet response.

I pinch the spot between my eyes and take a calming breath. "You want to live in a castle with a creepy knight, an intimidating queen, and a rabbit. . . . Now it makes sense." I said realizing it is all because of that bunny. 'Why did I befriend a girl obsessed with rabbits?' "I don't know." The dream demon replied to my thoughts with a shrug of his shoulders. "Read my private thoughts again and you will regret it."

I looked at Midnight, "And where will you be staying, my friend?" She stayed quiet while thinking. "Where are ya stayin'?" She asked me with curiosity. "I asked you first." I stated with a friendly, playful smile. "Well I would prefer to stay with you but I guess I will stay with those two." She pointed to the incubus and golden eyed man. I shot my eyes toward the two. I saw the incubus look thrilled and shocked at the same time. I laughed at his expression earning a glare from the man . . . I mean pirate. Another glare was directed to me. The tattooed man, beside the dream demon, looked equally shocked.

I was quite happy to see the two being comfortable here in this foreign land but I have a feeling we haven't seen Wonderland's true colors. I am not going to lie; I saw the role-holders glaring at one another. It isn't as peaceful as they make it out to be in this setting.

"Are you going to live here, Kitty-onee-chan?" The twins said, successfully taking me out of my thoughts. "Hmm? No." I responded, still somewhat enraptured in my thoughts. "What about the castle~?" The smiling knave offered, as if he honestly thought I would say yes. "Oh hölle nein." I spoke with slight spite. 'Living in the same building as him? I would sooner risk going a day without my dear satchel.'

"Really?!" Nightmare gawked out as if he didn't believe me. "Stop reading my thoughts!" "What does that mean?" I looked and saw that everyone is looking at me. I have no idea who asked me that. "Oh hölle nein. It means 'Oh hell no.' It also means," I looked at the ever-smiling knight, "I will never live in the same building as you." I finished that with a glare directed perfectly at the red-clad knight. "Awwww~ That's mean, Pretty Kitty." "Don't call me that!"

I heard an annoyed sigh, "I know I asked this before, only to get no answer in return, but what is that language you are speaking?" I saw that it was Nightmare's assistant asking me this. "Oh? I apologize, Mr. Ringmark, for not answering you before. I must have not heard you question it. I am German so I slip into German occasionally. More often than not, I will only speak German when I am upset or angry." He finally looks like he understands.

I heard Clair give a giggle-like-snort, "Yeah, most of the time she is just cursing in German." I blushed, 'I absolutely hate cursing. I only slip occasionally when I am angry and at least the children around won't understand me. Plus I am a teen/young adult, I didn't curse once until I turned sixteen. You make it sound as if I have a truckers or sailors mouth!' I thought angrily to myself only to realize that the nosey pirate could read my mind. 'Scheiße' "Oooooo we wanna hear Kitty-onee-chan say a bad word!" I heard the twins say eagerly, and then looked up at me with pleading eyes.

"Nein." I respond. "What does it mean?" They seem eager to hear the translation. While the adult role-holders seemed shocked that I would say a bad word to a child. 'Dummkopfs' "No" I responded to which they deflated. They looked pleadingly up at me again, with clashing ruby and sapphire eyes, with the cutest puppy dog eyes one will ever see. "Pwease~" ". . . denied." I stated bluntly.

I turned around to go speak to the clockmaker, figuring that he is most likely the sanest resident of this strange land. I saw the knave go up to the Bloody Twins but thought nothing of it.

As soon as I sat down, Julius looked at me strangely. "Pardon me. I was wondering if I could sit here." He just closed his eyes and nodded his head once before looking at his tea cup distastefully. I noticed this and quirked a chocolate eyebrow at him. "I will take a guess and say that you dislike tea?" He nodded his head yes. "Do you like coffee?" I asked eagerly, in hopes that there is another coffee-addict, much like myself. He sighed but humored me with an answer, and it being yes of course. I took a bite of the carrot cake I had placed in front of me by a considerate hare.

"If you would like, since my coffee machine broke," I started before making a weeping face at the memory of my beloved coffee machine breaking. 'May she rest in peace.' "I you can try 'Mate Tea.' It is a type of tea that coffee lovers like because it tastes very similar to coffee." He looked at me with an are-you-for-real face. I gave a slight pout, "What? When my dear Cameron, my coffee machine, broke I needed to find something to replace my addiction to coffee for when I am not home. So, I got Mate Tea, tastes like coffee and all I need is water. But it isn't the same amazing taste that coffee has." I mumbled the last part. I gave a sigh and opened my dear satchel and started digging and sorting through it.

"Hmmm . . . grappling hook . . . blow up minion . . . clarinet . . . found it~!" I brought myself out of my bag with a smile on my face. I saw everyone staring at me. ". . . Blow up minion?" I saw Vivaldi mouth at the perplexity of the idea of blowing a minion up. 'Haven't any of them seen Despicable me?' "You still carry a grappling hook?" I heard Clair ask me. "Yes. Yes I do. You never know when you might need one." "Are you planning on robbing a bank?" I took on a bored face, "No, Clair, I am not." I handed a packet of the tea to Julius. "Just try it. I promise it is better than," I closed my eyes and sniffed the air, "Black Tea."

"Kat! Be—" I didn't hear the rest of the warning as. I felt a strong, stinging pain shoot through my body from my head down to the tips of my toes. "OWWWWWWW!" I screamed out. I felt the pain increase and the source of the pain continued to abuse the sensitive ears I was given upon entering this land. "Verdammt! Aufhören! Ich werde dich töten! Arschloch! Verdammit! Verdammit! Aufhören!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I felt the pain increase and it began to burn. "B-Bitte. STOP!" I muttered and then screamed in agony.

The culprit finally released my ears, my head slumped forward. "And that is how you get her to curse!" I heard the knight proudly proclaim his feat to, who I supposed was, the twins.

I started to cry. The pain was unbearable! My ears burned and throbbed, I could feel strong pin pricks of pain shoot throughout my skull at the speed of light. I went to touch my war in hopes to ease the pain by gently rubbing them. The second the pad of my finger touched the sensitive cartilage I screamed again. It hurt so much! I felt as if someone through a brick with nails embedded in it on my ear. My cries turned to soft wails, trying to hide the fact of myself crying and being in pain.

I got up with my head facing down and my ears limp. I turned around and faced the direction of the knight. I saw his boots in my vision and acted before thinking. I punched him in the nose to hear a satisfying crack beneath my knuckles. I quickly used my hand that threw the punch to grab his shoulder and pull him down to knee him painfully in the gut. I placed my foot behind a leg and used his weight as leverage against him, successfully flipping him to land on his cranium. I then pushed the heel of my foot where it hurts most on a man. And, for a final blow, got quickly to one knee and punched him in his already, most likely, broken nose.

I got up, not seeing his reaction and faced the wide eyed role-holders. I still had tears in my eyes, crying silently, and spoke, "I will not be abused again. Let me make that clear. And I don't plan on living with any of you. I will rent a house I will not depend on any of you. Owwwww" I whined at the end, my ears still burning. I went to touch my ear again, stupidly, and hissed in pain.

"Hey brother! The knight didn't get up yet." "I know brother! Kitty-onee-san . . ." I cut out the rest of the conversation between the two twins instead favoring the idea of searching my bag for my first aid kit.

"What do you mean you are going to rent a house?" I got my head out of the bag to see Boris staring at me, as well as the others. I winced in pain again. "I mean exactly that. I will rent a house in the town or village, somewhere neutral. Since, it is obvious there are tensions here and I want Midnight and Clair to visit me. Midnight may have chosen somewhere neutral but if I befriend someone of the Amusement Park or Hatter Mansion I don't want them to be at Clair's neck." Boris gave me an unreadable look in return for my answer.

I turned to look at Elliot, the motion making me wince in pain at the needles shooting though my head. "E-Elliot is it possible that the Dummkopf dislocated my ears or something? Because, this hurts like a butter knife through the head." Clair snickered at this getting my reference while the others were beyond confused. (If you get the reference let me know and you are awesome!)

"Maybe. He looked like he was ready to rip them out. But you are a girl and a foreigner on top of that." My eyes narrowed, and not because of pain this time. "Oh crap." I heard Clair mutter with my, although damaged, ears. "And what is that supposed to mean?" I said with an acidic tone. Elliot got quiet at my tone. "Humph thought so." I chose to look away from the not-rabbit and talked to Julius about clocks.

Since he was a clockmaker, I revealed to him about my adoration for the numbered machines. I showed him my pocket watch and some watches I had. Apparently, it is weird for a girl to have a fetish for the things and he questioned me as to why. "I just love them. I find them soothing and relaxing. The steady ticking of a clock calms me. I listen to its reliable rhythm at night when I try to go to sleep. I just have a strange affinity for them. It is kind of difficult to explain." He was silent after that and seemed to be in deep thought, so I left him be.

I spent the rest of the time talking to Boris and Gowland. I like them a lot. Gowland decided to play me a song and everyone jumped to stop him, but was too late. Clair dug her head into Pete'rs shoulder, 'I swear those two are inseperable!', and covered her ears. Midnight covered her ears and banged her head into the table.

I just sat still and smiled. He was terribly off key and my highly sensitive ears weren't too accepting of it. But, I love music but it is the emotion and meaning that truly matters in music. So, I saw how much he loved playing and the fact that he was playing me a song to welcome me meant so much to me that I dealt with the discomfort and enjoyed the violin solo.

When he stopped, I clapped my hands in appreciation, with a huge smile, but refrained from requesting an encore. "Thank you, Mr. Gowland! That was surely one of a kind!" I praised him, keeping honest so as to not lie. He gleamed while the others looked at me shocked.

"Why . . . How . . . This makes no sense!" Boris yelled while having his hands on the side of his head. I looked at him confused, my head tilted to the side. My hare ears moved and I winced in pain. "Oooowwww." I softly moan out. Nightmare looks at me with narrowed silver eyes. He elbows Midnight in her side and somehow gets her to look at me. I see her dark chocolate eyes narrow in my direction. 'Are they having a mental conversation? Oh no, don't tell me she can read minds too?! Think chocolate bunnies, no flying mint bunny!'

I saw her walking towards me and froze. She looked me right in the eyes, our clashing eye colors staring the other down. "Yo! Bunny boy! Come 'ere! That means you, you carrot obsessed rabbit man!" "I am not a rabbit!" He yelled at her but nonetheless came over. "He isn't a rabbit." I muttered lowly under my breath, not sure if anyone heard.

"What?" He asked in a bored manner when he reached us. "I ain't good with animal body parts. So I don' know if hers is broken or not. I figured you would know." Elliot looked at me and at the ears that lay limp on my head. He barely dusted a finger over the bottom of the ear, where it meets my head, before I flinched and hissed in protest. He sighed and looked at me worriedly, "I will call a doctor."

Midnight POV:

I watched the species-denying rabbit tell a faceless woman to 'fetch the doctor.' 'What is she a dog or something? Who says 'fetch' anymore?' I looked back at the maternal woman who is in pain. "Why didn' ya say ya were in pain?" I asked her, honestly curious. She looked away from me guiltily, "I didn't want to burden anyone. It would have gone away in a little while." "But what if it was serious?! What if your ears are broken what would ya have done?!" 'Is she an idiot or something?! If her ears are broken than it would just get worse!' Nightmare looked at me concerned with my angry thoughts.

"I would have ignored it, eventually, maybe in a few days – er, time periods; I would have gone to the doctor." I . . . think my eye was twitching. "I know, I know hypocrite." Kathrine said while rolling her eyes. "Yeah, you are." I responded to her. I saw a white coated figure coming over to us. Kathrine looked in the direction and sighed with a frown on her face, "It seems the doctor is here."

Once the doctor took her away it got quiet. "Ace has been quiet for a while now." I heard the other foreigner say. 'What is her name again? She never introduced herself. Rude. Hmmm, Alcie? No . . . Abigail? Damn it! It started with an 'A.' Alice! That is it. Victory!' I thought to myself. My eyes narrowed when I fully processed what she said. Everyone looked in the general direction of where the knight last was.

And there he was, right where he was left. "Wow. He still hasn't left that spot. That must be a new record for him staying in one place for such a long period of time." I heard the navy haired, clock maker say with monotone shock. He was curled up with his head resting on his folded hands, using them as a pillow. Snoring away, to pleasant dreams, unaware of the glares piercing him like a sword.

Eventually, we all sat around the large tea table again, waiting for the girl to return. I noticed that Elliot and Boris were constantly looking back in the direction of the large mansion, I even saw the ever serious clock maker sneak a glance or two in that direction as well. So, I used the time wisely to get to know the others. Blood and I had a pleasant conversation about teas from around the world and the amazing weapon called a machine gun. I talked to the queen and we spoke about the little things, not much in common but she seems like a pretty cool gal. But then, I spoke with Clair.

We talked and I noticed that she, although still hugging that white rabbit, was pretty concerned about her friend. She and I just talked so we could get to know each other and she isn't half bad once you get past her hyperness and rabbit obsession.

We waited for what seemed like hours on end. I was starting to get agitated and was tapping the table with my fingers in a nervous matter, though I looked calm and bored inside I was panicking. 'Should it take this long for a doctor to check her out?' "You're right." I looked in the direction of the wide eyed incubus. All the role-holders we now looking in the direction of the dream demon. "What?" Alice, yeah I still remember her name, questioned. "Midnight is right; it shouldn't take this long for a checkup. Something is wrong." Nightmare said with a serious and concentrated face. 'He isn't that bad looking when he gets serious. Nice to know he isn't a crybaby pirate. He didn't respond. Crap, this is a serious matter.'

All the role holders went serious. Staring at us. Unwavering gazes fixated upon the two of us. Suddenly, Elliot and Boris bolted in the direction of the mansion. I looked around and even Julius, the emotionless and in control clockmaker looked worried, like he wanted to run to check on the girl. The rest of us followed after and a slight run . . . well besides Blood and the knave who was still asleep. His snoring never missed a beat.

We get to the hallway that had her room and hear yelling. Two voices belonged to the half-animal people and the other was unfamiliar. We ran and saw something that made me want to laugh at the scene or sigh in relief.

There was Kathrine, lying on the bed, pasted out with big bulky bandages holding her hair ears up to heal properly. The bandages also were so secure that her poofy ringlets were basically fighting against the bandages. Her hair looked so wild it made me want to laugh. That aaaaannnnnnddddddd perhaps the fact that the faceless slender man wanna be was being held upside down by his toes by a possessive bunny and a gun held to his temple by an equally possessive cat. 'Haha funny.'

"You find this funny?" I looked at Nightmare. "Yup!" I answered him happily, chuckling at the scene again. "Are you sure that you aren't secretly a member of this world with eyes?" He honestly seemed unsure that I was a foreigner. "Foreigners have hearts right?" I questioned to make sure. "Right . . . ?" He hesitantly answered. I grabbed his hand and gently held it above my heart. I let go and it took him a moment to take his hand back. "Proven?" I questioned. "P-Proven." He stuttered back the affirmative with a pink face.

Julius pov (yeah I know another change?! And finally a role-holder pov!):

I watched everything play out before me. I won't admit it out loud but I was concerned for the new foreigner. Don't get me wrong. I don't hold romantic emotions for the girl but I wouldn't wish harm on her. Who could? But then it dawned on me. She is a foreigner which means I will develop feeling for her no matter how hard I fight it. It is the rules and the rules must be obeyed.

I gave a sigh of exasperation. The chaos in this single area is a bit overwhelming. 'This is why I hate leaving my tower.' I looked at the soon to be my next clock-patient, at least judging by the gun at his head, and was debating attempting to stop the trigger-happy role-holders. 'No, they will shoot him anyway. Life has no meaning here anyway.'

I then turned to look at the injured foreigner. From the looks of the bandages, Ace must have really hurt her. They seem to be a step down from a cast, unless she can't have a cast on her head for some reason or another.

I take the opportunity to look at the foreigner. I will admit she is . . . pretty in a way. Her dark brown hair seems unnaturally curly. 'I wonder if it is natural?' Taking a good look I see that she has two thin white lines on her lips, one on each lip. I noticed some other things. Like how she breathed even, steady breaths, the only movement she made was her chest rising and falling.

Suddenly, I felt a slap on my back. I stumbled forwards a bit but gained my balance. "Awwww Julius! Having no-no thoughts about the foreigner? I want in!" I tsked at the knight that smiled cheekily. "I am not you Ace. Don't confuse my thoughts with yours." Was my calm and annoyed reply.

I suddenly heard a moan in the direction of the foreigner. We all turn in the direction of the said foreigner, even the cat who still had his pistol and the defenseless faceless. The faceless doctor looked too, although with some difficulty since he was upside down and had the barrel of a gun at his head.

She sat up slowly, eyes squeezed shut, and one small hand holding her head. "Verdammit." She muttered lowly and in a pained voice. She suddenly opened her eyes. It lasted for a split second, one would miss it if they didn't pay attention, but I saw it. Her eyes changed from crystal blue, to a sea green, to clover green, settling on her normal blue-gray-green eyes. I almost thought I imagined it . . . almost.

She turned her head to look at the hare and the cat ready to kill the doctor at hearing her pain.

I guess I will have to wait to see her eyes again. I felt the knave poking my side for my attention. 'Stupid knight.'

Kat pov:

I turn to see the two idiotic half-animal, half-human creatures torturing the doctor. I stared for a few seconds processing what was happening before me and felt my head ache get increasingly worse. I carefully got up, knowing from where the pain is in my head that it is a migraine do I have to be very careful.

I walked unsteadily to the two troublesome boys and placed a hand on each shoulder, although I had a hard time doing so to Elliot with him being so tall. 'He has to be over six foot! He is so much taller than me and I am not short either.'

"Will you two quit it? Please?" I whispered out, wincing when I felt my hare ear attempt to lower but being stopped by something on my head. 'Huh? What is that?' "I wouldn't touch that." Nightmare told me after reading my mind. I gave a small glare in his direction for reading my mind but listened to what he advised me to do. I looked back at the two weirdos I call my friends. "Put the faceless down." I then noticed the gun at the man's head. I glared at Boris and he flinched. I noticed the faceless seemed relieved at noticing my expression. I heard Alice say something about another foreigner hating guns.

"Boris . . ." He gulped and then I continued, "Is that a Heckler & Koch MK23?" "Yes." He said slowly and hesitantly. I broke into a big smile hearing this. "Really?! That is a German pistol! Can I see it?" He seemed shocked as did everyone else. Alice mumbled about no one being sane here, even the new foreigners. 'Boo you, girl. I like guns deal with it.' The doctor seemed to be crying now about his 'last hope of living.' He handed the gun over to me and he seemed a bit possessive and watched my every move with a careful eye.

It was slightly heavy in my hands, with me being used to a different type of pistol and all. I ran my finger over the barrel and the metal was cold against the tips of my fingers, contrasting to the warmth on the handle. I, unconsciously, started to recite what I knew about it.

"Mk 23 Mod 0, Mark 23. Match grade semi-automatic pistol. A laser aiming module and suppressor. Adopted by the United States Special Operations Command for special operations units in the 1990s. Chamber .45 ACP cartridge. Developed by Heckler & Koch and was even selected over Colt OHWS through United States Special Operations Command's Offensive Handgun Weapon System program. Is an offensive handgun. Made in Germany, designed in 1990s. Muzzle velocity 260 m/s. Weight 1.2 kg when empty, 1.47 kg when loaded, 2.29 kg when loaded and with suppressor and LAM. 245 mm in length without a suppressor, 421 mm with suppressor. Barrel length 150 mm." I stopped myself when I realized I was talking . . . out loud . . . in a room filled with people.

I gulped and felt myself flush with embarrassment. 'I hate when I do that!' I nervously hand the gun back to the open-mouthed Cheshire cat. "Ummm . . ." I trail off nervously. I glanced around and saw the others with similar expressions. Midnight seemed ecstatic while Alice looked horrified. "Kat~ They would have found out eventually." Clair said with a smile. I glared at her. "Just sayin'" She said with her hands up in a defensive position.

"Found out what, exactly, Young Lady?" I heard the smug hatter purr to friend. "Well Ka—" She stopped at the sight of my glare and gulped, knowing fairly well what would happen if she finished that sentence.

I felt a tug on each arm, I winced feeling a stinging pain in my head. I looked down seeing the twins giving me puppy eyes, level awww. I blinked once, twice, thrice. I look away. 'I am so weak with puppy dog eyes. Must be strong. Resist. Reeeesssssiiiiiisssssttttt! Don't look, Kat, don't look.'

"Kitty-onii-chan? Why," One twin started. "Do you know lots 'bout guns?" The second twin finished. I ignored the adorable twins in favor of staring at the beautifully plain wall. 'Hmm I could paint a mural on that.' "I doubt the Hatter would appreciate that." I suddenly thought of a Jeepers Creepers scene. "Blahh!" I heard someone barf. I turn around to see Nightmare coughing up blood.

I had wide eyes and I ran over to him. Midnight grabbed a trash can while I rubbed his back. Midnight talked to him while I dug through my satchel for something. "Ah ha!" I said as I pulled out a container of tummy medicine. I pulled out a little measuring cup thing that you always get when you buy liquid medication.

Nightmare paled at the sight of the medicine. "Here." I said handing him it. "NO!" I narrowed my eyes at him. "Take the medicine." "No! Medicine is yucky! I am fine. This is normal." I had a steely, gray glare on him, my eyes had lost all traces of humor. "You will take the medicine. You barfed up blood that isn't normal. And it tastes like peppermint. Take. It. Now." "No!" Midnight grabbed his jaw and the medicine and forced him to take it. She held his mouth closed and pinched his nose do he couldn't breathe until he swallowed, which he eventually did.

He spluttered a bit and set a glare on us. "Girl power for the win." I said with a victorious smirk and high-fiving Midnight. "I knew there was something I liked about you." I looked at the others and couldn't believe their faces. "What?" "Nightmare took medicine and neither of you are injured or knocked out." Was all Gray told us to explain. I shrugged figured I wouldn't understand for a while.

I stood up and winced at the pain in my head. "Where are you gunna stay Kat?" "Hmm? Oh I am going to go look for a rent house or apartment." "What?!" I look around at the shocked role holders. "What?" I questioned them about their reaction. "You have to pick a territory." I heard one say but I am not sure who said it. I look at them and sigh, "Before I was attacked," I gave a death inducing glare at the red clad knight, "I was going to tell you I am going to look for a job and purchase an apartment or rent a house. I need not to burden any of you."

I look away from them all and instead look down at my satchel. 'Hmm . . .' I open up my loyal satchel and dig around in it. "Not the satchel again . . ." "Do not diss the satchel." I calmly say in a warning tone voice to whoever voiced their distain. "Where is it?" I voice my thoughts and hear someone mutter under their breath, "How can you find anything in there?" "I heard that. Halt den Mund, Hatter." I heard him question what I was even saying.

"Found it~" I did a little twirl of happiness but regretted it from the migraine I have at the moment. "What is it?" I gave a small squeal of shock from the sudden pink haired man that came out of nowhere and placed his head nonchalantly on my shoulder. I was frozen for a few seconds before I relaxed and released my grip on the art book so he could see what it was. I kept an eye on his face, though, since he had to look down from my shoulder to the book.

I saw, from the angle I was at, his eyes widen. "OH! Are you going to draw something again?" I gave a small happy smile, "Yes. Yes I am." "You draw?" I looked and saw it was Elliot who questioned my hobby. "Yes I do. Quite a lot actually." He hummed in response.

Midnight pov:

I watched as Kathrine talked about her hobby. It was quite a nice surprise since I happen to like art too. I decided to observe the room and the people in it. Clair was still basically strangling the white eared man. Dee and Dum were discussing something with devilish smirks on their faces. Blood was watching everything like me, putting his two-cents in occasionally. Gowland was glaring at the hatter. Boris, Elliot, and the navy haired man, whose name I forget at the moment, were discussing something in her art book. Alice and the queen were talking.

"Don't forget us~." I look at the two role-holders I will be temporarily living with. "I didn't forget, I just didn't get to you two yet. "Sure~." The incubus said in a sarcastic manner. I role my eyes and smile, I can't help it, his happiness is contagious. "Good to know." He said in a mock serious way. "Lord Nightmare, we should be getting back to the tower." Gray interrupted.

Everyone went quiet. "Hmm, I guess the time to part is now. Until next time . . ." The hatter said in smooth voice. Everyone was saying their goodbyes until Gowland voiced a question we had all forgotten, "Where ya stayin' sweet pea?" We all turned to look at Kathrine, who muttered "Verdammit. So close." 'Tried to sneak out while we were all distracted. Nice try.'

She sighed, "I don't know. Hotel perhaps?" "Oh no ya don't. Not while ya healin'!" Gowland said in a slightly scolding way. "Well, what do you expect me to do?" She said with an annoyed pout, hands on her hips and everything. "Stay at the amusement park." He voiced with a proud victorious smile, Boris in the background nodding his head yes rapidly. "Nuh uh! Kitty-onee-chan is staying here with us! Right, Kitty-onee-chan?" The twins spoke out at the same time and were now looking at her with the biggest puppy-dog eyes I ever saw. "Nah! Pretty-Kitty is staying with me! Camping!" Of course the knight would join in on this. "Kat is staying with us at the castle! Right, Peter?" 'Don't make the fight worse Clair!' "She could always stay at the Clock Tower. Right Julius?" Alice added. "Then there is our tower, Clover Tower." Nightmare added joyfully. 'Really adding to this fight too?!' "Don't tell me you don't want her to stay with us. I know you do." He said in a I-won-you-lose manner to me. All the role-holders started to bicker and yell at one another.

She shrunk back in what I would guess fear and most likely being overwhelmed. I noticed she stayed like this for a while before she started to shake. "HEY!" I yelled out in annoyance. Everyone got quiet and stared at me. I looked at them with a harsh glare, "Look at her and see how she is! Do you honestly want to glare at me right now for stopping you?" Everyone looked at the pale shaking girl who looked like she was honestly terrified.

She slowly stopped shaking since it got quiet and I saw her face slip into a smile. 'Is she hiding how she feels?' "Sorry! I guess my migraine affected me. It was kind of loud." She told us to explain her reaction to the bickering before. 'That makes sense.'

"I guess I have no choice but to stay in a territory?" All of us were watching her now, wanting to know what territory she chose." She gave a sigh, "I guess I will stay . . ."

~Time skip to the Clover Tower~

I decided to explore my new temporary home, I mean I might as well get used to it . . . I am going to be here for a while. I was now walking along the bridges that connect the individual sections of the tower that seemed to be thousands of feet above the ground. I looked out to see the distance and saw that I could see the individual territories with the exception of the clock tower.

I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. I move fast grabbing the nearest knife on my person and go to swipe the neck of the attacker. Mt wrist was grabbed by a pale hand. I look up and saw that it was Nightmare. My glare left my face immediately and my stance relaxed. "I am so sorry, Nightmare. I thought . . ." I apologized nervously. 'I basically just nearly decapitated my landlord. Crap!' "No need to worry. I know you just thought I was an attacker. Bad move on my part." He froze in place, like a small animal will when spotted by a hungry predator. "Hide me!" He whisper shouted.

". . . What?" I am questioning his sanity right now. "Grey he is after me! He is trying to make me work!" He spoke the last word with disgust. "Gah! Fallow me!" He grabbed my hand and we went through corridor through corridor. "Where are we going?" "I don't know! I just want to hide!" We, somehow, made it to the roof. I looked over the edge and saw how high up we are, 'Umm maybe I shouldn't look down.'

I turn around and see Nighmare squeezing into a corner trying to make himself invisible. "That's not going to work." "Shh! He'll hear you." He said with a finger to his lips. 'He must really hate work.' "I do, I do hate work." I shook my head at him and went to sit next to him. As soon as I sat down I felt a weight on my shoulder. I look to see Nighmare's head. "What . . . are you doing?" I whispered with curiosity, and dare I say it nervousness.

"I'm tiiiirrrrreeeeedddddd. And you are comfortable." He told me in a voice that went from whining to soft. I couldn't see his face, though, because his hair fell over it. 'Shiny silver hair. I wonder if it's soft?' My hand moved on its own accord and I stopped it, hesitating if I should, but I let it move towards the man and ran my fingers through his hair. 'It is soft . . . and smooth.' I ran my fingers through his hair until I noticed that he had fallen asleep. I chuckled at this.

Eventually, Gray found us and his expression when he did was hilarious. When I explained what happed he said something along the lines of 'typical' but he brought the tired incubus to his room and let him sleep. No matter how much of a tough, strict worker he is, he is such a softie.

Clair pov:

'Hop, Hop, Hop. I'm a bunny. Hop, Hop, Hop.' "I'm on an adventure~!" I was hopping through the castle looking for something interesting. Apparently, Peter had to work and couldn't let me hug him all day. Sad face. So I am just going to have to find something interesting. I mean Kat would say 'Read a book. Learn something.' But come on that's boring!

So here I am on an adventure. Maybe I can . . . no. How about I . . . no. Gah I need to find something to do!

Hop, Hop, Hop. Adventure!

Oh hölle nein – Oh hell no.

Scheiße – Shit/Crap

Nein – No

Dummkopfs – idiots/dunderheads

Verdammit – dammit

Aufhören – cease/stop

Ich werde dich töten – I'm going to kill you

Arschloch – ass hole

Bitte – please

Halt den Mund – Shut your mouth

Mate tea is considered the coffee lover's favorite tea. Made from the leaves and twigs of the yerba mate plant. 'My Morning Mate' is a particular favorite of coffee drinkers because it tastes just like coffee.

I love, love, love Displicable Me 1 & 2. I do not own Dispicable Me.

I do not own Flying mint bunny, or anything Hetalia related.

I don't own slender man.

I don't own Heckler & Koch, nor do I own their guns.

I don't own Jeepers Creepers.

Sorry Midnight's owner! I wanted to update and this was already 14 pages long! I will use all your ideas me promise! Me do, me weary weary do!

I have decided that I will do a question and answer session with all the OCs. So send in the questions you have for them! Any question will do, but, remember this is T rated.

Also WHERE DID KAT CHOOSE TO STAY?!

YOU DECIDE!

Who should Kat be with?

Should Boris answer the riddle soon? Do you know the answer to the riddle?

(Riddle: How is a raven like a writing desk?)