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Alex knew that now that the game was done, and the weekend coming to a close, that most of his family would be leaving tonight. He needed to see them off, say goodbye. Who knew when he would see them again? A few family members might decide to stay the night and depart in the morning, but for the most part, they were going now.

"I'll...I'll probably come up when I'm finished out here, Yin!" He called to the departing weremantis. It was more of a warning then anything. He was thinking about taking his gaming system downstairs for the night, and would need to get into his room to get it.

Once the weremantis had slipped off towards the house, Alex shambled towards the rest of the family, only too happy too show them the skull, and tell them that it was Yin who had captured it. There was some startled faces, some unhappy once, but in general everyone just seemed to want to praise all of Yin's good qualities. It was really a shame he would prefer to remain hidden away and out of the celebrations.

Some time later, after many many goodbyes and more then a few hugs, handshakes, and supposedly helpful advice, Alex found himself with a much smaller group of zombies around him. His mom and dad were there, as well as his brother and sister. Michael and Justin were told they could spend the night but the rest of his cousins had gone, including Olivia, who had been one of the most awkward goodbyes he'd ever experienced. His aunt and uncle remained as well, with their other younger children. They would stay until morning, and leave after breakfast, before Yin and Alex were taken back to the train station.

The general consensus was that, yes, video games would be the best way to spend the evening. So, while the three zomboils made their trek back to the house and inside, Alex left them downstairs to go up to his room and get his hexbox.

When he arrived at the door to his room, he knocked, thinking that he could hear Yin talking to...somebody? He wasn't quite sure. "Hey Yin, it's me!" He called, as he waited for the door to be opened.

Alex shuffled his way into the room, noting the open book on the bed, which explained the talking Alex could hear when he had first approached. "Hm? Oh, yes. In fact, just about everyone is gone now. Just Michael and Justin, and a couple of younger cousins, and one aunt and uncle left." He made his way over to the kennel, kneeling down to look at the creature inside, who still looked more then content.

"It smells weird in here." Alex commented, "And I think it's coming from this guy. If you need to leave a window open or something, feel free." He got down on the floor completely now, crawling over to the hexbox to start unhooking it from the skeevee and get it ready to take downstairs.

"We're going to play some games downstairs in the living room to pass the time. You're welcome to join us, if you're not tired yet?" The weremantis hadn't been making those telltale signs of fatigue, such as yawning or moving around at a more lethargic pace, so maybe he was good for a while...

"Don't worry too much about it. My family doesn't get that easily offended..." He murmured while continuing to unhook the electronic device that he planned on taking downstairs to play until morning. Finishing up, he gathered the machine up into his arms and stood up, glancing over to where Yin was.

"Are you sure? Well....okay then...I'll see you at breakfast time.." He said, with perhaps a touch of disappointment in his tone. He thought that Yin would have said yes, but he guessed the weremantis was more tired then he appeared.

"Good night, Yǐn Cáng!" He said as he made his way to the door, giving the weremantis a brilliant smile before leaving the room and heading downstairs.

He spent the rest of the evening doing exactly as he had said he would, though with a movie or two tossed in between games. His cousins had wondered at the dating sims game that had still been inside the hexbox when Alex had first hooked it up and turned it on, and gave him a hard time about it several times throughout the evening, but he found himself laughing with them more often then not.

Tomorrow he would be going back to Amityville, and who knew when he would get to see his cousins again?

Alex was indeed still sitting in front of the skeeve, knees pulled up to this chest with one arm looped around them and toes hanging off the edge of the couch. The hexbox consoles remote controls were lying scattered on the living room floor, as well as a pile of empty yet dirty plates that were stacked to one side, remnants of the zomboils late night snacking. A shrill and bloodcurdling scream came from the sceevee as a man in a hockey mask wielding a butcher knife chased a girl around a table. The three zomboils all burst out laughing, but Alex stopped when he heard Yin enter the room.

"Oh, is it morning already?" He glanced out the window, as indeed, the pumpkin sun was on the rise. "Well, good morning to you too, Yin! You uh..all packed and ready to head back to school?" Alexander was feeling..slightly sad and hollow inside now that the time had actually come to think about leaving again. He hadn't realised how much he really missed his family until he was back home again, and going back to school was probably going to be like starting over again from where he had been before.

But this time you will have your friends there with you. He reminded himself, as he gave Yin a large and warm smile.

"Nah you should be fine." Alex shrugged in reply, having not packed any of his own things yet, either, and knowing that they wouldn't be leaving until after breakfast at least. He reached over and grabbed the remote for the skeevee, tapping the power button with his thumb to turn it off, much to the disgruntlement of his cousins, who were both complaining that it had just been getting to the funniest part.

He then unfolded his legs and pushed himself off of the couch to stand on the floor, stretching his arms out and back, cracking the bones in his back before shuffling forward. "Did you sleep well?" He inquired, politely. He was pretty sure that was something you were supposed to ask those who actually slept.

"Mom should have breakfast ready soon if you want to come and sit down in the dining room with us." He said, as he shoved hands into this pockets and smiled down at the weremantis. "After that we can go upstairs and pack."

Alexander nodded, "Ya, we had a lot of fun." Though he couldn't help but feel he would have had a better time if Yin had come downstairs to hang out with them, or if he had locked himself in the bedroom with the other boil again.

He shuffled his way over to the dininng room, his cousins following behind, talking and laughing about something, probably the movie they had just been watching. They may have been comparing ways that they would have killed and mutilated the human woman, though Alex wasn't playing that close attention to what they were saying.

"Oh? Okay then." He smiled, shaking his head a little as the weremantis took off towards the kitchen. Alex slid into his usual seat to one side of his dad, his cousins finding there own places to sit as well, on the other side of the table but leaving the space next to his dad open for his mother when she arrived. It wasn't long afterwards that Isabella and Nathaniel also arrived, though Isabella sat with the seat between her and Alex empty, thoughtfully leaving it for Yin for when he returned.

Alexander's mother, of course, did not necessarily require any assistance. No, she had been doing this alone for far too long and was quite used to it by now. But would she refuse an offer? Especially one from such a kind, polite, and helpful boil such Yǐn Cáng? Of course not! She more then happily pointed him towards the cupboards, asking him if he wouldn't mind setting the table with plates and cutlery for everyone to eat with.

Isabella gave Yin a soft smile in reply, tucking half of her hair behind one ear while the other half still hid half of her face.

Yin was starting to know Alex all too well, as once his mother was seated and the feeding frenzy had begun, the zomboil indeed did not even bother with the cutlery that the weremantis had set for him, though nearly everyone else at the table did. There were at least a couple of times when Alex may have almost slapped Yin's hand away from the food with a growl, but he somehow managed to restrain himself, and shove his greedy yet possessive instincts aside. It was hard though, as much as Yin was like family, he was not a zombie, so when it came to frenzied eating such as this, Alex's more animalistic behavior was really just quite unbecoming.

It was not long before the plates of food on the table were empty, and Alexander's was as well. Blood stained his fingers, the color already embedded under his fingernails from past meals. It was a wonder that Alex could even occasionally get them clean at all.

"Thanks for breakfast, mom!" Alex said, smiling happily, though inwardly he was a little sad that this was the last home cooked meal he would be getting from his mother for a long time to come.

When everyone was finished, he pushed back his chair and rose, "I guess it's time to pack..." He said, his tone of voice a little forlorn. It was really almost time to be heading back to the school. It was a little exciting, but sad at the same time.

"Do you...do you need help cleaning up?" Alex said, directly towards his mother, who stopped what she was doing, her fork clattering to her plate noisely.

The room had suddenly gotten utterly silent, and Alex had to frown. Really, it was that shocking? Really???

His mother finally nodded, slowly, eyebrow raised as though she had no idea what was even happening. "Yes that..that would be nice, Alexander. Thank you."

Still frowning, and in fact, now pratically glaring at everyone in the room (besides his mom), Alex began gathering up the plates before taking them to the kitchen to dump into the sink.

He wasn't going to wash them though. No jacking way.