The girls came right when they said they would. And I was ready.
"Alois…?" Nichole's mother's face was a bit shocked when she saw me. "Why are you dressed in your old attire?"
"Reasons." I said. It felt SO good to wear my purple coat again. Even if that red stain of my blood would never wash out, no matter how many times it had been washed. Plus, my shorts were BACK! Hell yeah!
"O-Okay…" She replied and smiled at me. "Alois…I have to say, at first I thought I didn't like you…but now, I think your pretty nice…"
I smiled back. "Thank you…" Gabby had told me to not tell her, for the fear that I wouldn't return with her was very real. "Nichole's Mother…I promise…I'll come back soon…with her."
"Excuse me?" She asked, "Alois what do you-"
"Bye! I'll be back in five days or so!" With that, I sprinted downstairs into the basement.
I had done my best before to avoid this part of the house, but now I had to go here. It was dark and scary. Caitlin told me Nichole always came down here to scare others for fun…she was more evil then I thought…which only makes her more awesome.
"Hey Alois." Caitlin said, fiddling around with some new gadget I guessed would get me to my mansion.
"Hey…" I muttered back. "I'm ready…a bit scared, but ready."
Gabby chuckled when she saw me. "Nice booty shorts."
"S-Shut up!" I yelled back. "I like them! Anyway, let's start this. I want to save Nichole…"
"So…you have forgotten Chelsea?" Gabby asked, wringing her hands as she talked to me.
"…No…" I said. "I haven't…but Nichole is the most important right now. She needs saving."
Gabby smiled at that. "G-Got it!...She'd love you to say that…Cate, you almost done being Tinkerbell?"
Caitlin scowled at that. "Oh shut up. I hate Disney. And the answer is yes."
"Great!" Gabby smiled a giant smile and clapped. "Now Alois, I just wanna say something to you…"
"Sure." I said, putting my hands in my pockets. "What?"
"Well…" Gabby took a deep breath and started ranting. "You cannot be seen. You are a ghost of sorts. You can materialize for a second or two, but that's it. While you are like this, you will not have to eat, go to the bathroom, or sleep. Also, you can talk to people via their sleep. But any other time, you cannot. Lastly, we cannot contact you. Understand?"
I nodded. "Yeah…sure." I totally didn't mean that. She had made my brain explode like when I learned that you could call someone from across the world.
"Great!" Gabby said again. "I can't believe we might get Nichole back!"
"Y-Yeah." I said. What if I failed? Everyone would hate me. Even more than they do now…
"Okay, now Alois…you have five days, from when Nichole first arrived to when…we all came back." Caitlin said as she finished fiddling with her contraption. "Now…last chance to do anything you want to…"
I shook my head. "No…I'm ready. I'll see you all soon…"
Caitlin nodded. "Alright…sorry for this." She got up and pricked me with it. There must've been a needle or something on it.
Suddenly, I felt awfully woozy. I swayed and felt like I was falling underwater.
"Come back with her Alois….please…"
...…
When I awoke, I was on my steps to my door.
"M-My house!" I gasped in happiness. "Oh, how I've missed you!"
I positioned myself to get up, but something really weird happened. My hand literally went through the steps.
"Oh right." I mumbled aloud. "I'm a ghost thingy now…"
How in the world can I get up now?! After a bit of tumbling and having to basically relearn how to walk, I figured it all out. I felt so powerful, like an amazing ghost guy. Well, I'm really a 'sprit guide' or whatever but still!
I looked up at the sky to see it was almost twilight. That was when Nichole had first come…
Speaking of her, she was approaching. Oh my, she looked just like she had before. Bluebells in her hand and everything.
"N-Nichole!" I stuttered, tears forming in my eyes. "I missed you so much! Nichole, I lo-"
But she passed right through me. She didn't even respond to me.
Wait…they said this would happen, but still…
I wiped my ghost tears away as the girl my other self was about to meet rang the doorbell and waited patiently.
She was so pretty….much more then I had remembered…
Claude answered the door just as I remembered and I spat on the ground near him. I hated him so much...
They continued talking, and my mind began to wander. So I needed to do everything in my power to make sure that Nichole and I could live in peace together. I wanted nothing more than us to be able to be together…in her time…
The old conversation I had remembered carried on for a bit. Finally though, old me and Nichole made their way down the hallway. I followed, making no sound whatsoever as I walked.
"Gee…" I said, talking to myself. "Is that really what I look like from the back…? Eh…"
I followed the people from the past into the living room and watched the scene I knew too well fall into place. What was I to do?! Sure, I was kinda acting like a jerk to her, but still…
"Young Master…"
I turned around to see Claude. He was talking...yet, his lips weren't moving. I stood there in fear. It seemed his golden eyes were staring right into my very soul…
Claude reached his gloved hand out to touch me. I quickly ducked, but he seemed to graze the top of my head. His never changing expression gave nothing away if he somehow saw right through me.
He quickly side stepped and walked over to Nichole, who was all alone on the couch, flowerless. I must have been putting the bluebells away in my room...
My mind felt bleak. My heart thumbed. Did Claude…know…? And if he did…what would he do?