Ok, I have two things to say about this chapter.

With the music genres/ bands mentioned, these aren't actually my opinions on them and I don't listen to them either.

I was in a rather weird mood when I wrote this, so Claire is a bit more insane than normal.

I continued to watch Pitch leave, until he left my vision entirely. I rose to my feet, and returned to the main street. I could see everyone on their own, each fighting a group of Fearlings. I noticed that after that little encounter with Pitch, no Fearlings attacked me, not a single one, they did look at me though, and I saw that weird gleam in their eyes that I saw before.

I can't work that guy out. He did almost kill me, and then he saved my life. And guys say that girls are complicated. Bloody hell…..

Then, all the golden sand started to float to the top of a small hill near the edge of town. The sand spun and twisted in a tight ball and grew in size, until the ball exploded, and a small, golden man stood where the sand was just moments ago.

He's back.

A wide smile spread itself across my lips, but it quickly faded. With Sandman here, what hopes that Pitch had to be believed in were gone. I remember the monologue I gave in Pitch's cave, and I found myself actually rooting for him, wanting him to win. I even found myself starting to resent the Guardians for treating Pitch the way that they have.

Why can't they see what he does for the children? Everyone has Nightmares. Everyone. They are an essential factor of life. I remember a Nightmare I had about being kidnapped by a huge bear in a broken top hat and-

My inner chatter was interrupted by several screams of joy when the Guardians saw that Sandy was back, whereas Pitch hissed loudly. Then I saw Sandy start to fly over to where Pitch was hovering, and he almost immediately started to attack him with his golden whips. Without thinking, I yelled at the top of my lungs, temporarily forgetting that the Guardians didn't know of my rather close relationship with Pitch.

"STOP!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing, even the damn Fearlings, and they all stared at me.

What now?... I got it!

"HAMMER TIME!" I started dancing like a complete idiot. The looks on everyone's faces were priceless. I made it even worse by rapping 'Can't Touch This' by MC Hammer. Jack and Bunny started laughing, and to my amazement, Pitch did as well, and it wasn't an evil laugh, it was a nice one, a very nice one. I could listen to that laugh all freaking day. At the sound of Pitch's laughter, they all looked at him in amazement, as if they never expected to hear such a sound come from him, he was the Nightmare King after all. But, soon enough, my not-quite-so-awesome rapping caught their attention again. Pitch, Jack and Bunny continued to laugh, while North and Tooth were speechless, as if they've never seen a 17 year old girl spontaneously start rapping (not to mention the insane dancing), in the middle of a battle. I then heard Bunny say something,

"I bloody hope that insanity isn't contagious."

While still rapping and dancing, I glared at Bunny. Eventually, my song finally ended, but everyone continued to stare at me. It was really creeping me out.

"What are you guys looking at? Haven't you ever seen a person rap before?"

"Oh, is that what it's called? I've never seen or heard of it until just then." North answered

"Do you guys live under a damn rock or something? How can you not know what rap is?" I started to rant, "So you've never heard of Eminem?"

"No" they all said

"Hilltop Hoods?"

"No"

"Snoop Dogg, or should I say, Snoop Lion?."

"No"

"Childish Gambino?"

"No"

"Wow, what do you guys listen to then?"

"Classical" said almost everyone

"One Direction!" Tooth piped up

"Are you for serious? ONE FREAKING DIRECTION?!"

"What? They have nice teeth!"

I facepalmed, "No, just, no."

The Fearlings seemed to be losing patience, and starting attacking the Guardians again. After a few moments, Sandy returned to his battle with Pitch, and I saw dark smoke appear in Pitch's hands, and form into his almost hilariously oversized scythe, which he swung scarily close to Sandy's head. Sandy responded by lashing at Pitch's torso with his whips. One made contact and I saw Pitch cringe with pain, and I cringed too.

As I watched the fight, could see Pitch slowly start to lose ground, and dodge fewer attacks. I have to intervene. I need to intervene. I started to fly up to where they were, about 100 feet above the ground. The pain I still felt continued to increase the higher I went. After 70 feet, the dull ache had become a searing pain. Then, I saw one of Sandy's whips knock Pitch's scythe out of his hand, and I saw the strangest expression on Sandy's face, one that I never expected to see.

Anger? No, wait. Not anger, malice. Oh my god, he's going to kill Pitch!

I continued to fly, fighting through the ever-increasing pain. Just as I came within a few feet from the fighting duo, the pain had increased so much, it felt as if I was on fire and drowning in ice water simultaneously, I felt like I was burning and I could hardly breathe, but I managed to fly the small distance between us, just as Sandy raised his whips for a final, and fatal, attack.

Both Pitch and I closed our eyes.

And that's the end of that chapter. :)

Ok, I'm just going to explain something in this chapter:

I believe that out of all the characters, Sandy is seen as the most anti-villain one. So I thought 'Hey, let's be different and make him be a darker character then what people usually make him to be, that ought to fuck with the way things are done!'

P.S I don't hate One Direction, nor do I like them.

PP.S Same goes for rap, but I do like MC Hammer, and Childish Gambino.

PPP.S The nightmare that Claire remembers having was one I actually had when I was 6. I don't remember much about it, except for a bear in a top hat.

Yep, that's the kind of weird nightmares I had, it's not even that scary, but for a little 6 year old, it was pretty fucking terrifying.

*END OF WEIRD, RANDOM CONFESSION!*

I love you all!