[Lock's POV:]

Barrel was in Town Square with some other girls.

"Haha! Bye, guys." He laughed. Barrel slipped in the tub by himself.

"Hey! What are you doing, dumbutt!" I yelled. I jumped in the tub.

"Oh, sorry, Lock." He begged.

"Let's just go home." I ordered. We drove home. Slowly.

"Wait! STOP!" I yelled. He stopped near the cementary. I jumped out and he followed."When are we gonna go back for Shock?" He asked. I turned back quickly to face him.

"Why? Miss her nice company? Her charming complements?" I said sarcastically. My idiot friend took it seriously.

"Well, she's kinda mean sometimes." Barrel said, thoughtfully and innocently.

"Kinda? Sometimes," I gasped, looking back and cocking an eyebrow. "She's always mean!"

"But -" He tried.

"Shock is a mean, ugly bitch," I yelled. "What happened to 'three of a kind'? 'Birds of a feather'?"

I looked away and kept walking. Barrel never moved. He just stayed there. Squinting his eyes and shaking his head as if he couldn't believe what I was saying. "I was about to ask you the same thing." Barrel sighed, turning around and walking home on foot. He left a suitcase in his place. "Oh, yeah. Shock wanted you to have this." Barrel said, throwing an enevelope on the suitcase. As the sun began to set, I walked to Moonlight Hill. I sat down and tried to open the suitcase. It was impossible. I banged my fist on it and gave up. It opened a second later. The thing was full of junk. Pictures more like. There was a picture of the time she helped me with my tail.

"I remember this." I said, thinking back.

"Aaah! You son of a bitch! Can you get your head out of your ass for once and pay attention!" I yelled at Barrel because he slammed the cage door on my tail. I grabbed Barrel's throat and gripped it tight. Shock slammed her broom into my head and I released Barrel. He ran into his room and Shock helped me into the kitchen. She placed my injured tail on a pillow and placed some ice on it. "Here. This should stop the swelling." She sighed. Shock leaned down into the pauntry and searched for the mummy bandages. I had some 'private feelings'. I needed to get rid of them by biting down on my tail. Blood trickled my lip. My eyes watered. Shock turned back with the bandages. "Wha -" She gasped. "Don't do that Lock! God. If I wasn't here you and Barrel would kill eachother in a day."

She carefully gripped my tail and wrapped it in bandages. She took a picture of my tail.

I picked up picture.

"Hey, check it out!" Shock exclaimed. The first time we ever went to Christmas Town's version of Moonlight Hill. We met Jack Frost a day earlier. She called him Jay. He was the same size as Shock back then.

"Uh, you shouldn't go there, Shock." Sandy Claws said.

"I don't need a babysitter, Sandy." She growled. Shock skiied down the hill on a piece of ply wood.

"You should try it, Lock." Barrel insisted before sipping some Hot Cocoa. I nodded and copied Shock's procedure. I fell off the ramp when I saw that Shock was on the other side. She was already with Barrel! "Lock, No!" She pleaded. Right away, she grabbed her broom and used it to help me. Shock helped me back onto the ice. It took all her might but I was finally on the other side. "Don't. Ever. Do that. Again." She panted. Barrel took a picture so we would remember the warning.

I gripped a photo strip. A strip with five pictures.

I put my feet up on the table and leaned back into my chair. Shock walked in with Barrel. He joined me but sat correctly. He held a boz. "What's that?" I asked.

"I searched through the DR's trash and found this. Sally gave Shock a recipe." Barrel explained.

"Barrel is a trashpicker." Shock sighed, picking up a pot. Barrel set a TV down on the table. He rewired it. It was a video game. I grabbed a game remote. "Hey, Shock. Be a good girl and get me another drink." I snapped. She became irritated but she didn't hit me. Barrel took a picture of me playing the game. And then me ordering a drink from Shock. The next was Shock, very angrily, handing me a can of soda. Barrel took the next picture of me, slapping Shock's ass as she walked away. The next was how I got a black eye.

"Heh." I chuckled, setting the pictures down. I remebered that day. An hour later, she helped me stop the swelling with ice. I looked at the time. It was a Sunday. I sat there for hours. Looking at pictures. I grabbed another picture. It was my birthday. Shock threw me a surprise party.

"Wow. I can't believe she saved all these pictures." I said to myself. I looked at the time. It was Monday morning. "She did all this stuff for me. And I'm not even coming to her play." I sighed. Shock was right. She's always right. She deserves better than me. I opened the envelope. It read,

Dear Lock,

Sorry for all the trouble. You were right. I was only thinking about myself. You made me realize something. Drake and I. We're ment to be. Hope you can make it to the play. Even though, you were a jerk, I could never stay mad at you.

(Hopefully) Love,

Shock!

I was angry. Not at her. Not at Drake. Not Barrel. Nobody but myself. This couldn't get worse, I thought. I was wrong. Rain started to fall. I wrote another letter quickly. I gripped the letter and ran to Town Square. It took a long time. Running into the plaza, I grabbed a bunch of flowers. I left the envelope in them. Opening night was written on the top of the theater. Someone tackled me. I dropped the flowers. It was Barrel. "I'm not gonna let you ruin Shock's big night!" He growled.

"It's okay, Barrel. I'm here to watch the play." I pleaded.

"Really? You're okay with Drake kissing Shock at the end of the play?" Barrel asked.

"WHAT!" I gasped. I burst out of his grip and ran into the theater. Shock sat in her dressing room in the corner. She just stared at herself in the mirror. Sadly. Drake walked up to her. "Five more minutes, babe." He said.

"What? Is he here yet? Can we wait alittle longer? For me?" Shock begged. He tisked one time in reply.

"Okay, Shock. For you." Drake replied. He walked away. Shock looked at the time.

"I guess he's not coming." She sighed. I opened my mouth but I smelled chemicals. Someone put a rag over my mouth. I felt dizzy. I held my breathe and pushed away. No use. They slammed a metal pole on my head. I fell to my knees. Then, my face. I slowly rolled on my back and looked up. Three boys. They were friends of Drake. I looked up and saw Shock sitting down. "Shock. Mr. Long said it's time." Drake explained.

"Yeah. I guess. The show must go on! I guess." She sighed.

I felt really sleepy. My eyes started to close. I tried to crawl but one of the boys stepped on my hand. The other kicked my head. The third dragged me away.

"No," I moaned, my voice becoming softer. "Shock."