Kudos to Kopeht for being the one hundredth reviewer!*confetti, those noisy things that make a lot of…noise.* Ah, memories...

Yay! Happy place! Anyway…

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Album.

I've decided to make something nice for Mom and Dad when they come back. Maybe a portrait of us together, there aren't enough of those. Of course, I'd need a picture of them since they're not here, I doubt Josh'll sit still for my to draw him.

I've been looking through the selves for over an hour, trying to find-there it is!

I head over to the garage with my art pad in tow.

I flump down and start skimming though the pages.

"What's that?"

He's referring to the item I've brought along with me. "It's a photo album…"

I look up and see him tilt his head. I decide it'd be better to just show him.

"Look," I sat down next to him, the leather album resting open on my lap, "We put a bunch of picture in here…"

He wraps his arm around my shoulder, which makes things a thousand times more comfortable because now I won't have to stretch my arm over his in order to show him.

"That's when I was five," I pointed at the picture of a little me, I'm wearing a long sleeve shirt with a daisy on it, a light blue skirt, and little red boots. I had my hair in two ponytails, it was the first time I went to the park and I'm smiling, my tiny baby teeth showing. I remember pretending to be able to fly so my arms are open wide.

"You didn't have your glasses back then."

"Yeah, it's something I inherited later…" I flipped the page, "That's my birthday party, and this one is when I fell off my bike, my mom wanted to keep the image of me suffering for the first time."

On my next page turn I came across something I didn't expect.

Me and Josh happy together.

A smaller Josh was tickling a little me and we were on the floor laughing together. Josh didn't look any bit of evil and I was a bundle of joy. But Josh has been mean to me since…forever!

"You look like you're enjoying yourself."

"Yeah…" Talk about your twilight zone… "but I bet he's just torturing me."

"Why would you say that?"

"There's a point when your tickling someone when it no longer brings joy," I said a-matter-of-factly.

"So, even though you look fine, you're not?"

"Yep," I nod, "It's all a rouse."

"I see…" he eyed the picture and then looked skeptically at me, "And you're sure about this?"

I crossed my arms and turned to him, "You sound like you've never been tickled before."

"I have not."

"Oh, really…" I lifted my hands malevolently.

"What are you doing…?"

"I," I stalked closer toward him, " am gonna see if you have a tickle spot!"

He inched away, "You just said it was a form of torture."

"Not if you want to be tickled!"

"I don't want to be tickled."

"Oh, c'mon!" I huffed, "Don't tell me a mighty warrior Yautja is afraid of being tickled!"

Ohmyfreakinggod! Tell me I didn't just say that! I was about to get on my knees and beg for forgiveness.

To my surprise, Krone just smirked. "Or perhaps I should tickle you instead…"

I backed away, "You wouldn't…"

He came closer. He would.

"Krone, don't you dare!"

Closer.

"Ah! No! Krone, keep your hands to yourself!"

He wasn't listening. He looked like he was about to spear a defenseless bunny, and like it.

"Krone! I swear if you even…"

I wasn't taking chances. I started to lift myself up to run.

To late.

"Noooo! Krone!"

He was already in full tickle. I couldn't stop laughing,

"No! Krone! Stop it! Stop!" laughing was making it hard to say anything else. "No!"

I turned in an effort to make him stop, he followed me, his talons were practically glued to my sides.

"Krone! Stop it!"

I didn't really want him to stop, it's just what a person says when he's being tickled! I continued to laugh, rolling this way and that, Krone finally stopped my constant attempts to get away by placing himself on top of me.

Then he started to laugh.

And I started laughing even harder because he was laughing. I mean he was honest to goodness laughing! Krone! Krone was laughing! It wasn't even an evil laugh, it was a happy one. It felt like all the wars in the world had ended and no one was dying of cancer or anything, and like almost a thousand babies were coming into the world and all of those babies would life happy, peaceful lives and they'd grow up to be exactly what they wanted and get married and have even more babies!

That's what it was like to hear Krone laugh.

He stopped.

At one point or another I had wrapped my arms around Krone's neck, I tried to catch my breath, it was hard though, I was still giggling and Krone was having a chuckle fest.

I stared up at his hazel colored eyes, they were the most fascinating color I had ever seen, I smiled. My breathing finally regulated, my chest rose and fell to the same rhythm Krone's did, like they were one. His weight should've crushed me, but it looked like he was being gentle with me again. Giving me a special treatment. I tightened my arms around him, Krone had called me special once, and now I felt like I believed it. I think I could believe anything Krone would tell me right now…

Strange. It's almost like he's thinking the same thing.

"Am I interrupting something?"

Josh?

"Josh?"

Krone rolled off me, I sat up, Josh was at the garage door.

"Sophie."

"What is it, what do you what?" he never came in here.

His eyes narrowed. "Pizza's here…"

"Okay…" that's it? "I'll be right out…"

Josh left without an other word.

I was more than a little annoyed. "Kill joy…" I nudged Krone, "How come you didn't detect Mr. Bad Vibes before he killed the mood?"

He chuckled. "The mood?"

"Yeah the mood!" I got on my knees, "He totally ruined it with his 'hate all things happy' aura!"

He chuckled again, I shook his arm, "I'm being serious!" I wasn't.

Krone got a hold on himself, "I suppose," he looked at me, "I was just having to much fun."

I don't remember a time when I felt so happy, in fact I doubt I ever smiled such a huge smile in my life. If I were a watch tower I'd be shining.

And if Krone were Santa Claus, I'd be the little kid that was super excited to see him, so excited that I'd even attempt to fly.

I hugged him.

"Sophie…what are…"

"I'm hugging you"

"…Why…"

"Because I'm happy," I let go, "You don't mind, do you?"

He shook his head.

"Good," I hugged him again, "I don't hug people often."

He chuckled again, "I feel special"

"That's cuz you are," I let go again, "I'm gonna go out before Josh eats everything."

I got up and ran off.

000

Afterwards I was in a particularly good mood, not even the crummy research report I had to do seemed to bother me much.

The whole week's been exciting, with Zales and everything else. Heck, I was almost done typing up what was possibly the best report that I'd ever made.

"Yo, Sophie…"

I saw Josh leaning on my doorframe from the corner of my eye, "What's up?"

"So how's Krone's ship coming along…?"

"Um…" how was it the last time I saw it? "it's doing pretty good, I think he said he did something new to the thrusters… "

"Oh. So that means he'll be leaving soon, right?"

I stopped typing.

Minutes later I realized my fingers where still hovering over the keyboard, Josh left a long time ago before that. I was still sitting in front of my computer, my report was waiting to be finished, I didn't finish though, I just sat there. I sat there for along time. Thinking about what Josh had said.

Krone is going to leave…