Thank you for the reviews ya'll! Please, keep 'em coming!

And after some consideration, I've decided to start replying to reviews!

anc3210: I'm glad you like it so much! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Erik's-Blue-Rose: Yeah, Gerik isn't my favorite character in my opinion. I think the whole deal with his so-called-deformity gives him some major character issues. But, whatever. It is hard for me to choose between the two too, because they're both awesome!

skittlesgirl99: Yeah, being stuck in a movie where people scream in terror from a zit isn't my ideal place to be. XD. I totally agree with you, the actual stage show is highly superior in my opinion. The deformity is really good in it. I mean, where have you seen a person born with a crater in his head?

Well, I hope everyone enjoys this next chapter, I'm not a big fan of the way it came out, but I can't figure out any other way, so there you go.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my original characters, Wenda and Lulu... And my mind's coming up a blank right now. Onto the next chapter!

Chapter Six: Bonding-Part One

Did you know that it is suprisingly hard to pretend to have fainted when you're being held by someone who walks very fast? Yes, it was very hard, because I so badly wanted to wake up and walk on my own. I hated coming off as a damsel in distress. In fact, while pretending to be unconcious, I made a vow.

I would NOT become a Mary-Sue. No, no, no, no, no. Just, no.

So, when Gerik put me down on a soft and comfy surface which I assumed was his bed, I waited until I heard him leave, and then popped up like a cartoon character would.

I surveyed my surroundings, and frowned. Well, this is gonna be a bit trickier than I thought.

What served for a door in Gerik's bedroom was, well, nothing. Just a big opening where there should be a door.

I was currently on sitting on Gerik's swan-shaped bed, with the spiderweb curtain cocooning the bed. Other than the bed was a side table, with the famous monkey music box on it. I could see the lake from where I was, the wall laden with candles, and the boat.

I lay back down quietly, and closed my eyes. I was supposed to be unconcious, after all.

Now let's see, how long should I be unconcious? Maybe another five minutes? Yeah, I'll do that, I thought to myself.

To pass the agonizingly long five minutes, I sang One Hundred Beer Bottles On The Wall in my head. Afterwards, I assumed then would be a good time to wake up, so I opened my eyes slowly, and gasped.

There was Gerik, in all his glory, just staring at me. And not in the romantic, passionate way. He was staring at me in the creepy stalker way, which of course gave me a heartattack.

"Please don't do that!" I yelled, putting a hand to my heart.

"Do what?" Gerik asked.

"Scare me! Jeez!... Um, why are you staring at me like that anyways?" My eyebrows raised.

"Because you are an odd woman."

"Fair enough."

Then there was an awkward silence while I tried to think of something to say.

"So, um... nice place you got here."

"Yes, it is."

Then another silence ensued. Oh man, give me something to work with here, please!

"Um... Why did you take me down here?" I asked, hoping it would spark a conversation.

That seemed to stump him. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it. Instead, he just walked back out of the room.

"Hey, wait! Answer my question!" I called after him, running out of the room. Then stopping, when I remembered that I was running on a pathway of the side of a lake.

He stopped, and turned around. "I don't know why I brought you here. Something inside me just told me to. And I obeyed."

Huh? "Well then, what are you going to do now?" I thought it would be better to ask him his plan, because I had no idea what mine was.

"... I don't know."

I have to make friends with this guy? He's impossible to talk to!

But, I had to bond with the guy, so I had to figure something out.

I decided to start with simple conversation, so I said. "My name is Lulu. You?"

"I never tell my name to anyone."

"... Alright the, what do your friends call you?" I figured the whole friend thing might start the bonding process.

"I have no friends."

"Why not?" I asked slowly, hoping he would respond.

"... Because I am a monster."

Oh boy, here we go.

But I couldn't be rude cause that would ruin my plan, so I said, "I don't think you are."

No, I certanly didn't think he was. I wanted to roll my eyes at him so, so bad.

"You don't know me! You don't know what... What I am," He replied, covering his mask.

It was so hard to resist the temptation to burst out laughing right then and there. But I supposed it wasn't his fault he thought so. I mean, living in this movie, if you had so much as a missing pinkie, you were shunned as a monster. No wonder he thought he was hideous.

"Then tell me," I said softly, walking up to him. I knew the way to become friends with Gerik would be to be gentle, and not yell at his for listening to the whole world that a rash equaled a hideous deformity.

He started at me for what seemed the longest time, then walked back to the bedroom.

Ugh, great, now how am I supposed to bond with the dude? He's so stubborn!

I couldn't think of anything else, so I decided to do the first thing that came to my head.

I walked to the bedroom where he was sitting on the bed, and ripped off his mask.