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Why in Halloween was Alexander trying to take the blame? But the taller boil seemed genuinely confused and upset. He could not leave him like that when the innocent zomboil was trying to take the blame.

Then the zomboil was saying that he was leaving too. Yin's eyes widened, confused and shocked. "No," he whispered, horrified. But Alexander just kept talking about going to his room and packing and going back to school. Then he mentioned money and Yin began to realize how foolish his plan was. "No, Alexander you cannot. I will not take you from your time with your family." He sounded fairly adamant on that point.

He closed his eyes, the memories playing through his mind as he confessed. "I...I was willing to do anything to get away from them. I...was even willing to use my fear on them, and I would have if...." not even he could admit that he had even failed at using his Fear at that moment. But there, the truth was out in the open now, and Alexander could see for himself how much to blame Yin was. Alexander was getting to see yet another horrible side of him, and quite honestly he wanted to be anywhere but there at the moment.

Yin's eyes snapped up to his friend's a horrified look on his face. No, he would not allow his best friend to do something like that to save him. He could not. To break her arm? His own sister's arm?

He would have done it for him?

Why?

It was not as if he was worth that. Even if Alexander did not consider it as bad as Yin did. "No you mus--" Alexander was talking still, telling him that he would leave if Yin did. Yin could probably outrun him, but he still felt somewhat weak. And what if something happened to Alexander when he tried to follow him? He could not allow that to happen. He was already ruining the zomboil's weekend.

Alexander had his eyephone out, a sure sign that he was probably trying to ignore Yin. And now he wanted him to go up to his room? Yin had to admit that he was cold, and really, how could he refuse the zomboil when he owed him? Again? "Very well," he agreed after a slight hesitation. "But you must promise me that you will not do anything rash again for my sake. I have...I have died before, and you should not risk yourself for me." I am not worth protecting. Now, all he had to was make it up to Alexander's room. Maybe the boil would let him use the lock on the door.

Though the mantodae might not have been willing to admit it he was more than comforted by the cool arm around his shoulders that was doing all of the guiding for him. He did not have to think about where he was going, he simply had to keep up with the zomboil. He was a bit reluctant to go into the kitchen, and probably would never had made it through the door if it were not for the fact that Alexander was literally right beside him. Alone in this house? He was not making that mistake again.

Seeing the zombies in the other room helped a bit, and he found himself straightening up ever so slightly, trying not to seem like quite the pathetic being that he was. Still, Alexander had his arm around his shoulders, so it was slightly difficult to pretend that everything was fine, though he did lift up a hand in their direction.

But what was the absolute worst was when they stood outside of the door. Alexander was leaving him, walking to his parents room, and though he would be back in two minutes who knew if there was anyone on the other side of the door. Could he have not stayed to double check?

This was ridiculous. He was not going to let himself live like this. Slightly angry at himself he pushed open the door, stepping into the warm embrace of the heated air only after carefully scanning the room. He shut the door behind him carefully, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before stepping into the room. He did not sit, but rather moved toward the other side of the room and faced the door, guard up. He would not relax until Alexander came back, and possibly not even then.

The doorknob moved and he was on his guard, ready to...well not fight if the ghouls were to return, but ready to get the earth out of Dodge, wherever that was. But no, there was familiar white hair and he dropped his guard a little bit. He was toting about something that Yin had seen other students using, and he thought that maybe he had seen one in Miss Danny's room, but he really was not sure what it was. Then he locked the door and it took all of Yin's control not to fling his arms around him and tell him that he was the best friend that a boil could ever want.

Even though the zomboil had expressed that he was okay with what Yin had done the weremantis was still on edge, and still uncertain about whether or not he was going to be chastised...or for what.

Then he said two magical little words. Princess Eva. And he was holding his eyephone out. Yin's hands were almost trembling as he took the small device, carefully cradling it in his hands as he stared at the screen, beginning to melt. Princess Eva looked so happy, and he was glad that he had left her with Miss Xiu-Ying. It was as if all the cares in the world were gone and he gazed down at the phone with a look of pure adoration.

Until the screen went black.

Slightly panicked he hurried over to Alexander, all but thrusting the phone at him. "I do not know what happened but she is gone." He hurriedly explained, hoping the zomboil could fix it for him.

Yin took the phone back, happy that he had not broken it and happy that the picture was back. Princess Eva was so adorable. He was somewhat loathe to answer Alexander when he called him over. Sit down? What? His princess? The screen was glowing much like the eyephone's had and it hit him. The larger screen must have a larger picture! Thrilled he passed off the phone and sat down, peering at the screen.

And there she was, his golden-brown goddess. her fur was immaculate as always and she was looking off to the side somewhat quizzically. "That is a good picture of her," he said, and suddenly the image moved.

This was no ordinary image...it was a moving one? Like the skelevision? "Princess Eva?" he said uncertainly, picking up the device and moving it toward him so he could see it better.

"Yip?"

"Can...can she hear me?" he questioned, barely remembering that Alexander was even in the room.

Princess Eva let out a happy yip that answered that question.

"Oh Princess Eva are you alright? I have been worried about you. I was sure that Miss Xiu-Ying would take good care of you and you seemed okay when I dropped you off but I was not certain. Have you been eating okay? Did Miss Xiu-Ying brush you? Your coat is looking exceptionally shiny."

Princess Eva preened a little bit. She was unsure of why her boil's voice was coming from that bright box, but could see the faint movement in it and knew it was him. She made a few noises at him and then turned proudly, showing off her other ear where the demoness had tucked a flower into her hair.

Yin let out a delighted chuckle. "Oh that looks simply gorgeous on you. If you would like I shall have Miss Xiu--Ying tell me where she acquired it and you can have a fresh flower every day when I come home. I believe I have seen some in the forest that I could probably pick for you. That color of pink suits you perfectly, it is almost exactly like the one from your ribbon.

She preened some more, curling her tails in front of her to lay across her paws just so.

"Do not worry Princess Eva, I will be home in two days. I have...a lot to tell you. But that can wait."

She whined softly, her boil sounded slightly upset, and if anyone would have heard it in the boil's voice it was the rabo.

"Everything shall be fine," he promised her. "Alexander has taken very good care of me, and his parents are very nice." He skipped past talking about his siblings. "You would be amazed at how many could be in one family Princess Eva. There are almost as many zombies here as there were boxes in Miss Danny's room when she gave you to me."

Princess Eva thought about that, and decided to wash her paw. Filthy creatures zombies, filthy. And they smelled foul. Why on Halloween would she want to know about that large of a horde?

Yin had fully relaxed by this point, and would have happily babbled to her for hours, possibly even days, but then Miss Xiu-Ying entered the picture, waving at him.



"Oh...of course Miss Xiu-Ying. Thank you for taking care of her. I can tell that she is happy with the arrangement."

Princess Eva yipped at him lightly, reminding him not to leave her out. "Goodbye Princess Eva. Have a wonderful time playing with Shu."

He waved at the pair and Miss Xiu-Ying waved back before moving forward and clicking something, and the box with Princess Eva was gone. He stared for a moment longer, just in case, and then moved the device back to where it had been before he had picked it up before turning his attention to Alexander. He put his elbow on his knee and rested his chin in his hand as he looked at him.

"Thank you." It was simple, but it was probably the most sincere and heartfelt thank you he had ever said in his life as he smiled affectionately at the zomboil. Was there something higher than a best friend? Alexander deserved a special title for this one.

The weremantis did not really know what to do at this point. He was finished with whatever it was on the bed beside him, and now that it was silent his mind was beginning to wander. He did not want his mind to wander. He knew that meditation at this point was impossible, because the moment that he tried to concentrate on his breathing he felt the ghost of a skeletal hand crushing his. His hand twinged in pain at the phantom and he glanced down, noticing that it was beginning to bruise.

Well, if meditation was out of the question so was exercise, because his body needed a chance to rest, his stomach still feeling ill and a rather horrid taste in his mouth. He probably would have brushed his teeth, but that would have meant leaving Alexander's room, and he was not about to ask the zomboil to escort him across the hall. For once he wished that the zomboil would speak up and just....do something. Anything. He started to grasp at straws, trying to think of anything that the two could do together while locked in Alexander's room.

"Would you read to me?" he asked suddenly, not really able to think of anything else. That would be okay, having Alexander sitting right next to him would be nice, and the words would distract him. There was nothing pathetic about that request...right? "Maybe another story about Jack? Or...well something that every scareling in Halloween grows up with?"

Yin simply nodded, not really wanting to think about anything else. Yes, reading was a good option. As Alexander looked for a book Yin scooted back on the bed so he could rest his back against the wall. The book that Alexander selected seemed huge, and he could not help but stare at it. Surely the zomboil did not intend to...

Alexander flopped down next to him, and once again he could not help but how clumsy the zomboil was. He had landed half on top of him. Yin shifted slightly but did not move away, this book might have pictures after all. The question on the other hand was a bit more difficult, but if he had to make a decision. "I believe the book that you located for me talks about Jack, so the story of his rise as the Pumpkin King may be in it already. I do not believe that there is a chapter for Mistress Sally though. So perhaps a story about her?"

The zomboil did not feel quite as bad pressed up against him now that they were in a warm room, but he could not help but wonder how the boil could stand to be that cold all of the time. Yes, his mind truly was trying to think about anything other than what happened earlier.