Hello, all you wonderful people out there! If you have been reading my author's notes before (who am I kidding? Hardly anybody reads these things, despite the importance they hold), you will know that I have been promising a sex chapter for those that have been eagerly awaiting one.

Originally, there was one here, but I thought it to be unfair to those that felt this story should not have been rated M. So, I made a compromise and made it a separate story altogether, like I should have from the start. So, I apologize to my previous readers and new ones that are just picking this up, but you will have to go to a separate story to read this chapter.

My apologies, everyone. And since rules dictate that I can not publish author notes all by itself, here is a little bit of extra material.

There he was again, dancing with that mint green skined, stitch-fest, collage of body parts of a loser. She narrowed her eyes as Frankenstrike waltzed across the dance floor with Frankie's delicate hands in his massive mitts, as Swampfire and Venus twirled around next to them to the beat; Bonita and her Necrofriggian dance partner were buzzing and swooping through the air in rhythm while Dragoon and Charmcaster danced on an invisible platform that left everyone confounded and confused onto how they did it.

Clawdeen had finally relinquished her chasing and was now dancing with Blitzwolfer near the pool before the two of them were suddenly splashed by Gil and Lagoona as they dove into the depths of the basin, dousing the both of them and leavving little to the imagination if one were to look at Clawdeen. Skelita and Bonez were dancing arm in arm, the majority of the student body keeping a fair distance from the soft glow that emulated from the alien skeleton; this only infuriated her more.

He was hers, and hers alone, no exception! She had to be hers! No one else was allowed to touch him, but her! She peeked out from behind the bare, skeletal tree and licked her lips hungrily as she imagined his arms around her, holding her tight and keeping her warm even in the coldest of weather. She could imagine it now, the two of them strolling down the halls of Monster High with man-sters envying him for having a ghoul like her, and his ghouls and more enving her for stealing their man; the thought was so tempting, it sent shivers down her spine. And imagine the look on Cleo's face when the two of them rose in popularity, putting both her and Deuce to shame and leaving them in the dust!

And once they graduated, it would only escalate from there! They would become world famous! He would be the in movies, TV shows, and even on the late talk shows when he wasn't keeping the world safe from harm; she would be the drop dead gorgeous model that every ghoul wished they could be, the pop star that put Catty Noir and Casta Fierce to shame and forced them to become her assistants just to get by in the world! Elissabat would be forgotten, swallowed in her shadow and cast out onto the streets to never act again. Yes, yes! That's how it would go!

And when they got married, oh, she could hardly contain herself at the thought of his lips to hers, running his fingers through her, purple locks and slid his strong hands all over her smooth, pale green skin, pulling her closer to him against his strong chest; the thought was almost more than she could take. Their children would be the most handsome or beautiful on the planet, and they would be as popular as their parents.

All she had to do was get him away from his ghouls for one second.

Her chance came as all the transformations gathered together and slapped the Omnitrix disk attahced to their various body parts, engulfing themselves in a bright, green flash of light as their DNA was warped and distorted into something new. Their skin changed into a smooth, chrome white that became tougher than their original. They began to shrink down until they just barely reached the ghoul's ankles as their faces widened for their expanding mouths. They could feel their organs sloshing about inside of them as their bones became slightly softer and more bendable; their lungs expanded until they were the largest organs in their body as their eyes became smaller and turned squinty. Their ears vanished, to be replaced by small holes, and even then they were covered by hardened skin that wrapped around their heads in a way that resembled headphones. Their arms and legs grew shorter as the Omnitrix symbol appeared on their heads, finishing the transformation.

The eleven Sonorosians quickly molded themselves back together into a single body before the Omnitrix timed out and swallowed Echo Echo into a bright, green light as Ben was returned to the world.

Yes, now was her chance. If she could just run out from behind her hiding place and grab him and drag him off to a private place she could make him hers before the night was over . . . then her dreams and visions would come true. The thought was tantalizingly close to coming true. All she had to do was run out from behind the tree and grab him by the shoulder and run out of there before any of the ghouls catch her.

CLANG!

The sudden noise caught her attention and she looked to see Ben slumped on the ground, a nsty looking bump on his head; Clawdeen was standing over him with a shovel in her grip and a grin on her face. Before she could jump to conclusions or run out from her hiding place, the ghouls grabbed their boyfriend by his arms and legs and hefted him off of the ground before marching through the school doors and away from the party.

Her chance had come, and she had missed it to a werewolf wielding a shovel. But as she watched the ghouls go with Ben in their clutches, she vowed that she would make her dream come true. She would see those ghouls suffer while she and her man watched them from on high.

"I will have him, or my name isn't Amanita Nightshade!" she hissed to herself.

And there we go!

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