IB:Yay two reviews and one fave. This chapter is for Neddy. Poor Neddy has to deal with nightmares, being attacked, and my weird oc. Pity him.

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Chapter 2 Neds Day

3:00 a.m.

Ned snored with a happy expression on his face. He was in wonderful dream land hanging out with his elephant pal. His happiness faded when Sour Kangaroo and her monkey gang threw him in a boiling pot of oil. The oil burned his skin off leaving a skeletal figure. Ned woke up screaming in fear and stared at his furry self, relived that it was just a bad dream. Sighing he placed his arm around Sally happy that he wasn't alone, and went back to sleep.

Ned found himself in a strange land of grey clouds, yellow eyes peering at him, and monstrous growls. He gulped, scared. "Horton? Anyone?" he called. The only answer was a loud roar and heavy footsteps that were as loud as drums. "H-hello? Please go away." The footsteps got heavier and a giant creature jumped on Ned.

"YAHHHHH!...Huh??" Ned looked around his room to see nothing. " "Phew. Just a bad dream," he rested his head against his pillow and closed his eyes. Heavy breathing and low growls pierced through his ears. He whimpered and opened one eye to see the same creature that attacked him in the dream. The creature was five feet long with long fangs, dark blue fur, and dark red eyes. "Just a dream. Just a dream," Ned shook back and forth, terrified. The creature neared him and Ned screamed, whimpered, and tried waking up Sally. She didn't wake and Ned frowned. He jumped off the bed and ran towards the door but the creature blocked him. "N-nice monster. Please don't hurt me," Ned begged shuddering in fear. The creature just growled clawing his arm. Ned shrieked in pain and started crying thinking this was the end. "I don't want to die!" he sobbed.

The creature just growled angrily at him.

"I'll never see my children again...I'll never understand my little boy or see my children grow up," he cried really upset.

The creature stopped growling and stared seeming conflicted and ran off.

Ned just cried himself to sleep.

9:15 a.m

Ned yawned and stood up, looking around for signs of any danger. "Maybe it was just a dream." His eyes widened when he saw his wounded arm. He sighed and headed for the bathroom when Jojo bumped into him. Ned blinked and stared questioningly at Jojo. "Uh. Hi son," he smiled helping Jojo to his feet.

Who newsman ran over

Jojo frowned and hid behind Ned hoping they didn't see him.

"Good morning Who News Men. Perhaps you would like to interview me now," Ned grinned backing towards the window.

"How does it feel knowing your on a speck?"Oden asked grinning.

Ned rubbed the back of his neck not knowing how to answer the question.

"Hey! What happened to your arm?" Oden eyes widened in curioisity.

Ned frowned and hid his arm behind his back. "Uh...well...you see..." he was very nervous. Fearing his answer might make others think he was insane. "I have to go. Bye!" he ran into the bathroom.

"Hey! I was here first so scram," a little teen who girl complained laying on the floor.

"Oh sorry, " Ned closed the door. "Hey wait a minute." he opened it again. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" he was very confused.

The who girl frowned. "Becky, Why I'm here. I was sleeping," she answered.

"Ahh. Yes of course. That makes sense because our bathroom is really the guest room for strangers," Ned laughed then frowned. "Look I need to this restroom and it really can't wait so could you please go? " he asked looking ragged.

"Don't have to. Just went..." she laughed and frowned. "Sorry see ya later Mr.Mayor," she walked off.

Ned sighed and started washing his arm then wrapped it in bandages. After he fixed his wound Ned walked to Jojos room and stared at the door. "How much do I really know about him? He has a gift for music. Which is great! So why is he unhappy? At least he's finally talking to me but what if he stops. What if I do something wrong again? What am I doing wrong? Why didn't he talk to me for six years? Am I a bad father? I need breakfast." Ned walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge to find it empty. He sighed and made himself a cup of whofee and sat at the table.

"Ello," the blue fur who girl greeted eating green eggs and ham.

Ned eyes widened in surprise. "You again? Why do you have those who cakes, who bacon, and all our other food?" he frowned, feeling a headache coming on.

"Hungry," Becky answered eating all the food.

Ned sighed taking a who cake and a slice of ham.

"Hey! I was eating that," Becky frowned.

"But this is my food. This is my house and there's no way you could eat all of this..." Ned frowned.

"Perhaps. Or perhaps not," Becky started eating a fork.

Ned blinked and took it away. "Forks aren't food! Their dangerous and did you just eat that plate? Could you please leave I need to think about things," he frowned upset.

"Think your things I wont bug ya Mr. Mayor," Becky said eating a glass cup.

"Are you related to the Grinch? I don't mean to be rude but I really need you to go so I can think my things alone," Ned said looking confused, slightly angry, and a bit annoyed.

Becky ignored Ned and kept eating.

Ned sighed. "I could have you arrested for trespassing and stealing our food but I'm just going to go and pretend this never happened," he walked off .

"Dude, seemed upset...oh well," Becky took a bag from nowhere and started putting the food in it.

9:25 a.m

Ned was in the hallway talking to his ancestors. "So I say hi and he nods. I say yo dog what's up and he turns away. I need to know why he hides away from me." he told the pictures feeling lost and conflicted.

"Dude, why ya talking to those pictures?" Becky asked.

"YAHH! Don't sneak up on me like that... What are you still doing here? What's in that sack?" Ned asked rubbing his head to soothe the headache.

"Good question. Food," Becky answered grinning.

Ned frowned and took it away not wanting his family to go hungry.

"Were you talking to yourself Mr. Mayor or are the partings haunted and you wanted an answer?" Becky asked.

"Uh...this really isn't your business...Hey! Are you stealing that portrait?" Ned frowned.

Becky was holding a portrait of Ned who was holding Jojo on his shoulders and grinned. "No...That would be stupid Mr. Mayor...I was just looking..."

Ned took it and placed it on the wall. "I'm so proud of him," he sniffled.

"Ned, the counsel wants to see you," Ms. Yelp said.

Ned sighed. " Well goodbye Becky, it was uh...nice meeting you." he walked off.

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