[This is a request, my friends. Also I'm sorry for being an inactive lil porkchop :(]

-Shattered's pov v(•-•)v-

I just sat on the couch, flat out tired by now. This place feels like a... a void... it's hard to tell when this party will end and it feels like time hasn't moved. Which is unusual. Anyways, I decided to stand up and take a look around. The mansion is warm and cozy. I like it and always will. So many people around here, but besides the perverts... it's pretty decent. I stretched a bit and suddenly everybody was called to the living room in a huge mass. Obviously everybody had to be in front of me so woop de doo!

"Miss Shattered could you choose?" Splendy asked. He's being strange... usually he's energetic instead of polite. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously and pushed my way to the center of the crowd. Maybe I'm the one who's sorta off today. Well... eh.

When I managed to get to the center I plunged my hand into the hat. So many things felt sharp and cold. I felt something smooth and cold. It felt like it was dripping with condensation too. I decided to grab it out of curiosity. I had to use my nails to help grip onto it because it threatened to slip out of my hand. Once I pulled it out I noticed it was a small container with a weird blue translucent goo inside. On the side there was writing that was hard to make out. I wiped away the drops of water from there and tried to read the writing.

"N... Ni...ght...Night.... Night ad?" I blinked. Weird name. This one guy pushed his way through the crowd sorta blushing and he yanked the container from my hand. He was also holding a book. I tilted my head to try and read the title, but he turned and I could no longer see the book.

"It's Nightblade." He muttered while shoving the goo into his pocket. He's pretty tall actually... he smells weird too. His hair is white I think and it's very messy. I shook my head and we were led to the closet. I didn't wanna go in but nooo. I HAD to. So somebody pushed me in and I bumped into Nightblade. He actually smells pretty nice... weeeeird. He pushed me away and sorta pinned me to the ground with a weird force.

"So umm... Nightblade... what's that book about?" I asked while trying to fight the force.

"It's nothing. Just something my ex threw at me. Literally." He replied. "Sorry." Suddenly the force let me go and I sat up. Nightblade sat down and I scooted towards him.

"You okay?"

"No. I... I don't know. I was told I was 'too perverted and possessive'." He huffed and put the book down. I hugged my knees to my chest and lay my head on his arm. I'm too tired for dis. I could feel him become tense at the contact and I didn't care.

"I'm tiiired! Can I sleep on yooou? You're a warm, squishy, living pillow!" I asked with a weird whiny tone in my voice. A yawn escaped and he didn't answer. "I'm not hearing a no." I muttered and felt my eyes become heavier. I could feel an arm on me before I officially fell asleep.

-Nightblade's pov-

I was mentally freaking out. I have a human being RIGHT NEXT TO ME. Not to mention I'm in a dark closet. What do I do?! I think they're sleeping now! I mentally screeched and my brain decided to act. I wrapped an arm around her and tried to calm myself. My heart is racing and I'm breathing heavily. I need to calm down. Umm.... what to do.... I don't have m- wait. Yes I do! I plunged my hand into my pocket and pulled out the cold container. The beautiful blue goo glowed dimly. I used my teeth to help me open it and pulled out some of the goo. I slowed my breathing a bit so I wouldn't choke and slipped the goo into my mouth. The cold substance sent a chill down my spine as it slithered down my throat. Some of the goo tried to escape the container, but luckily I sealed the container in time.

"I feel better now..." I whispered to myself. I pulled Shattered close to me like a stuffed animal. She must really be sleeping... she is like a rag doll right now. I laid down and hugged her tightly. "Might as well sleep too." I yawned and slowly falling asleep.

-random pov-

Jane started to walk towards the door and reached out a hand to open it. Time is up. Before her hand made contact with the knob Author-Chan grabbed her arm.

"Leave them be." Author-Chan told her. Author-Chan glanced at the phone she held in her other hand with a smile. "They're having a little nap."

[Nightblade needs more love. *hugs the bab*]