—Chandler—

Velkan stops beat boxing and I pop another cough drop in my mouth, throwing the wrapper on the fifth mountainous pile.

"Maybe singing for two days straight wasn't such a great idea," I say, barely above a whisper.

"Definitely not one of our more brilliant ideas," Terasa agrees, her voice almost completely gone. I nod, remembering the look on Chocula's face—priceless! His left eye twitching, scowl on his face, and hands balled into fists before he runs out screaming about wanting to kill us. I laugh, but it quickly turns into a cough. I am Never doing that again, no matter what! Oh, my poor throat, I think I broke it. Terasa and I look at each other, shaking our heads. Soon the Tylenol I took a couple minutes ago begins to kick in and I begin to dream.

Wind rushes past me as I fall. The Gargoyles on the tower above me grow smaller; the fog begins to dissipate and I can see jagged spikes of ice pointing up at me. A black, three-eyed crow appears next to me.

'Fly,' it whispers to me,'fly.' I shake my head.

'I have no wings.'

'Fly,' it whispers again. The icy spikes loom nearer and nearer as my fall quickens….

I jerk awake, feeling around me to see if I'm full of holes—I'm not thank god. Shaking my head, I sit up. "I think I need to lay off Game of Thrones for awhile," I rasp.

"You need to stop talking," a familiar voice whispers.

"Van Helsing," I smirk," do you even know who you're talkin' to?"
"I have a pretty good idea, yes." I smile and stand up before giving him a giant hug.

"You're so fluffy! I'm gonna call you Furball from now on," I say, patting his head. He'll never know why until he turns into a giant Fido. Van just shakes his head, staring at Terasa. "Why are you standing there, go wake 'er up," I say, smacking his arm. Van glares at me.

"You do it."

"Ah, no—I may talk slow but I ain't stupid! You're her boyfriend, you do it!" I push him forward, starting a pushing fight and we both end up falling…waking the She-Devil. Van and I continue rolling around, not realizing that Terasa had woken up. "Stop," I whisper harshly," do you hear that?"

"I don't hear anything."

"Exactly, the snoring has stopped." The two of us slowly turn our heads and find a furious looking Terasa. Out of instinct, I point to Van. "It was all his fault!"

"Hey!" I glare at Van, daring him to speak again. "Terasa, you know I would never—"She smacks us both before walking out of the cell. I smack Van Helsing.

"Way to go, Furball!" I run after Andi(Terasa), thinking about the three-eyed crow from my dream. Maybe it was all those cough drops. If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops oh what a rain that would be.

"Kit," Terasa growls," no mind singin', you'll drive me insane!" Somebody got up on the wrong side of the dirt!

A/N: Yes, it's short, but I'm busy over the summer! R&R, so I know if it's any good—plus reviews make me and Voldemort happy! Voldy== :) Me== :-)