Natalie Pov.
When I woke up, I knew Nightmare was slaking off again. I could hear him lightly snoring at his table. As I got up, my legs hurt. I got up, but I was a bit wobbly. I got over to Nightmare's desk, and moved the papers so he couldn't bleed on them in his sleep. As soon as I put the papers down, Grey came in. When he saw me, he walked over, and picked me up, taking me over to the bed. He took off the bandages, and replaced them with new ones. When he was done, he stared at me with an apologetic look on his face.
"I am sorry for my actions yesterday. I should not assume such things. I sincerely apologize for what I have done and I-" He stopped talking as soon as I gave him a hug. "I don't even know what happened between you and Nightmare, But I am sorry. If not for my bad choice, I would not even need to have your help with the first aid kit. I should be the one apologizing, not you."
Grey pulled back. He looked surprised at first, but then he smiled at me. He gave me another hug, and looked over at Nightmare. "You know, ever since about a month ago, Nightmare started doing more work. It is still hard to get him to do it, but it is easier." Grey sighed, and I laughed. "You know, about a month ago I arrived?" Grey looked at me, astonishment adamant on his face.
"How did no one notice you here?" I gave a little giggle. "You all did notice. Oh, and just so you know, this is where I live, not with Boris. There are too many sharp things in there for my liking. Well, I'm off. I want to talk to Boris again, and just tell Nightmare that when I come back, if he didn't finish all the paperwork, then I will get my own room in the basement."
With that, I turned onto my lovely little swallow, and I flew out the window. I went to the amusement park, and saw my target talking to what looked like the biggest yellow crayon ever, only with a red braid falling down his back. I stopped in an alleyway, and transformed into my own version of a Boris. I had light purple hair with white streaks that went down to the base of my tail, just shorted then Boris's tail. I wore a black skirt that went to my knees, black flats with black knee length socks, a tight black shirt like Boris's, but covering my stomach, and a black hoodie that didn't cover my stomach, and went down to my hands, covering my palms. My fur was a Light purple along with my eyes, and I was about an inch shorter then Boris.
I walked over to them, coming from behind Boris. I could hear their conversation very clearly.
"Come on old man, you can't be serious," said Boris.
"I can and I am," replied Gowland.
"You know perfectly well there is no way I can do that by myself!"
"I will help Boris," I said, making my presence known. Boris turned around, and stared at me with wide eyes. He looked down at my legs, still wrapped in bandages, but now looking like they belonged with the outfit. Gowland the magical talking crayon plowed past Boris, and grabbed my hand, shaking it rather hardly.
"Why, hello there, little lady! What might your name be?"
"My name is Midnight." "Nice to meet you, Midnight. Are you perhaps one of Boris's friends?" "Yes sir, I am. What was this about Boris needing to do something?" "Oh, he just doesn't pull any weight around here, so I told him the preform in the next night time concert, but he will not do it alone." "Good thing he has got me then. I will sing with him if I am allowed." "Perfect! I will see you two at the concert."
With that, Gowland walked off, and tried entertaining random guests with his violin. Boris looked amazed, and gave me a big hug. "Thanks for that Natalie. May I call you Nat? When we are not around anyone, that is." "Sure you can. Will we really sing? I haven't done that in a long time." "Hey, Gowland expects it now, so you can't just back out now." "Fine!"
As we walked over to a big amphitheater, Boris pulled me under his scarf, and started talking about what happened last night. Boris and I are friends again, and Boris will protect me. I doubt that last part a little bit, but he is my friend, and I trust him. When we got there, we discussed some songs we could use. We decided onto different songs, 'Need you now' and 'Little slice of heaven'.
As night fell, I became nervous. I don't like crowds, and I asked to sing in front of one. I only did it to help Boris, but why did I have to say I would go on stage with him. I looked over at Boris, and noticed that he was bored, and looked annoyed. Still under his boa, I leaned closer to him. He seemed to get my unease. "Hey Nat, is something wrong?"
"I don't like humans, and I don't like being near big crowds of them. I don't even know why I said I would do this."
I heard them announce us from on stage. "Don't worry Nat, just look at me." Boris and I walked on stage, no longer in his boa which he left back stage. I looked at Boris as we got our headsets, and waited for the music to signal our first song.
Hurry up!
You won't believe it
Take a look what's over here!
Who imagined just how big the place would be
The man called Mr. Y put it up in just a year
It's a little slice of heaven by the sea
Look, there's restaurants
A midway
A gigantic concert hall
The biggest fun house ever seen
A volcano that erupts each day at three
Wonders brought from round the world
The season's just begun and Mr. Y has got it all
Crystal fountains, grand pavilions
Hell, it must have cost him millions
It's a little slice of heaven by the sea
Over here!
The sights, the sounds
The lights, the smells
The wonder wheels, the carousels
The gardens and arcades
The marble colonnades
The rides (the rides), the shows (the shows)
The games (the games) of chance
The rush (the rush), the whirl (the whirl)
The sheer (the sheer) romance
And the rumours
What about 'em
Things so odd you daren't doubt 'em
Freaks and monsters, abhorrations
With mechanical creations
And the genius who designed it wears a mask
A mask, a mask
But what's behind it?
What's behind it?
What's behind it?
What's behind it?
What's behind it?
Fancy ballrooms
Altered spaces
Shoot the shoots and Steeple chases
A casino, a museum
Look, a Roman Coliseum
And a concert hall that's bigger than the Met
What's inside it?
What's inside it?
What's inside it?
What's inside it?
That was fun! Boris and I ran around the stage pointing in random directions, acting so excited. By the end of the song, I was a little tired. Oh well, we still have another song to sing. We went to opposite ends of the stage. I sat down, while Boris stood, leaning against a wall. The spotlight was pointed at me as I started to sing the song.
Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
For me it happens all the time.
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without.
I just need you now.
I was sitting with my arms wrapped around my legs. When the chorus came along, I got up, and I walked over to the middle of the stage. I didn't look at Boris the whole time I sang. The spotlight moved over to Boris, who had a glass in his hand.
Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door.
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
For me it happens all the time.
It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now.
Said I wouldn't call but I've lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without.
I just need you now.
Boris sang wonderfully as he walked to the middle of the stage. He ended the chorus with his back to mine. We made no recognition of each other as we sang the rest of the song together.
Oh whoa
Yes I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.
And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now.
Well I don't know how I can do without.
I just need you now
I just need you now.
Oh baby I need you now.
We ended the song still back to back, but we were holding hands. No one knew it, since we held hands on the side away from the stage, but I felt comforted. I felt the feeling of riding a rollercoaster, just like I do every time I have sang in front of someone, or just alone. I miss that belonging feeling.
I turned to face the crowd, most of them cheering for us. I notice the ones who were less enthusiastic were gazing around like they didn't care, or… Wait, EYES! I looked for everyone who had eyes, and sure enough, this must have been the meeting Gowland was going to be holding for his role holder's event. I panicked as I saw Joker, White looking very amusedly at Black, who was staring at me trying to figure out something.
"Well, wasn't that performance wonderful?" I turned to see the faceless hosting the show walking towards us. She looked like any other park worker, but without the hat. Instead, she had a head set. "And what might your name be sweetie?"
"My name is Midnight." My voice was shaky, and I wanted more than anything to go hide in a tree. Boris wrapped his arms around me from behind, giving me some comfort and calming me down to the point of me no longer shaking like a leaf. Boris's tail wrapped around mine to stop it from beating his legs.
"I am sure everyone is curious about those eyes! Can you explain?" I looked into the crowd, and saw Nightmare looking right at me with a worried expression. What do I say? I saw Nightmare mouth the words 'The truth'. I took a deep breath, and just stared at the host.
"Are you really asking if I am an outsider, because I am, and my real name is Natalie, by the way." It got a lot quieter when I said that. Nightmare was smiling at me, and Grey looked confused as to why I said that. As I looked around at all the role holders, my gaze finally rested on Joker, who was staring daggers at me. I was terrified at the smirk on his face; his identical faces both staring right at me.
I heard at click, and turned to the host, who was pointing a gun to my head.
BANG!
As I felt the bullet going straight through my brain, I fell to the floor. Boris shot her, and looked at me in horror. I felt the smoke around me change me into a hideous beast. Nightmare quickly got on stage, and was directing Grey on how to treat my wound. As I heard Boris say, "Why did I let this happen. I am so sorry Natalie," I lost sight, and could just tell Nightmare through my thoughts what was happening to me.
Ow.
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