[b][u]Fun Ghoul's POV[/u][/b]
[i]Fuck. My. Life.[/i]

This is just another one of my crazy-ass dreams again, isn't it? I know I'm going to wake up soon; finding out that all of this had just been my imagination all along. I really hope it's not... But if it is, I guess I'd better make the most of it, right?

But how do I accept? Just a plain 'yes' would seem like I don't really give a damn, and jumping on top of him attacking him with kisses makes me sound desperate... No matter how much I'd enjoy it.

[i]But wait...[/i]

If this [i]is[/i] a dream, then why should I hold myself back? I'll probably wake up soon anyway; most probably to Pony jumping up and down on my bed screaming out for me to hurry and wake up.

I don't know what to believe...

The fight between us Killjoys and the Draculoids was definitely real, as was the horrible burning sensation of being shot.

So... Which part [i]is[/i] the dream?

Am I still unconscious? Am I still sleeping with Party, if we really did sleep together?

[i]Fuck. What do I do?[/i]

"...Ghoul? Is... Is everything okay?" I snapped out of my trance and blinked viciously to the sound of Party's voice, remembering what he had just asked me and blushing as I looked into his curious hazel eyes.

"U-Um..." I stuttered, trying to gather up words that actually made sense in my mind. "Y-Yeah, everything's fine."

Liar.

When you can't tell the difference from a dream or reality, things aren't okay!

"Are you sure? You zoned out for a while... I-If you don't want to be my boyfriend, it's fine, really... I-I mean... I must be moving too fast for you, seeing as you only just woke up yesterday and got out of the bed for the first time since the accident..." He babbled on and on, and I decided that it was now or never.

Without thinking about anything now, I took my hands away from his own and leaned forward slightly to wrap one around his neck and tangle the other in his already messy red hair before crashing my dry lips against his parted ones; earning a surprised moan from him as I closed my eyes and deepened the kiss, grazing my tongue against his bottom lip.

He slowly moved his own hands after processing what I had just done, and as he began to kiss me desperately back, I felt him grip my waist with both hands and push me backwards to lie down on the wooden surface without breaking the kiss. I moaned slightly myself when I felt him press his body down on me, and it wasn't until I felt my hand that was once in his hair move to the hem of his shirt, that I realized how deep we were getting.

[b][u]Jet Star's POV[/u][/b]
I glanced at Grace's sleeping form on the passenger's seat as I sped down the dusty road to Zone 6, trying hard to not fall asleep. However, my eyes didn't agree with my resistance, and every now and again I'd find my head drop for a few seconds before flinching back up and driving straight on the road again.

"Fuck... I need to pull over..." I sighed to myself, rubbing one of my eyes with a hand as I looked for a good hiding place. Sooner or later the van approached an abandoned building, and I smiled a little to myself as I drove around the back and switched off the ignition.

I grabbed the keys from the key hole and then got out of the van before locking the door, and then quietly opening up the back doors and creeping up to an unconscious Show Pony sprawled out across the cold metal floor.

"Pony?" I whispered, shaking him slightly as he stirred. "I had to pull over so I could sleep... C'mon, I think there might be a bed or two in this building." I explained as he sat up rubbing his eyes.
"Mmmokay..." He slurred, and I helped him up when he began to wake and yawn slightly. We then walked out of the back and I shut the doors quietly before locking them too, and moving to the passenger's door to pick up Grace and get her out too.

She wrapped her arms and legs tiredly around my neck and waist as I pulled her towards me and held her to get her out, and once the door was shut I locked the final door and made my way towards the small building that Pony had already entered.

I kicked the door shut as I walked inside, instantly feeling happy that the air was clean and warm; perfect for sleeping with.

I made my way upstairs to find a door that was swaying and creaking from someone opening it not too long ago, and I walked towards it to hear Pony on the other side of the door.

"Hey, Jet! You might want to take a look at this!" He exclaimed, obviously thinking that I had been further away than what I really was.
"Okay, okay..." I chuckled, walking into the room to join him. "But do you mind keeping it down? I don't want to wake Grace-" I stopped mid-sentence when I was met with things scattered all over the floor, and I glanced up at Pony when he took his ray gun out of his holster.

"Someone's been here not too long ago." He confirmed my thoughts, and I nodded before sitting Grace on the floor against a paint-chipped wall and taking my own weapon out.
"I'm going to take a look around. You stay here with Grace and call me if you find anything... Just don't leave this room and her alone." I ordered Pony, and he nodded before I made my move out of the room.

I held my gun out in front of me as I slowly crept along the hallway, and I took one last look around me before turning and making my way into another room. The walls were made of bare bricks and several holes and cracks could easily be found on them; showing that this building was most likely a little old. The floor was covered in a light carpet that now had a thick coat of dirt and dust over the top of it, and as I looked around carefully I started to realize that this [i]used[/i] to be a storage room of some sort; seeing as there were several empty cardboard boxes here and there.

I decided to leave this room and check the next, almost shrieking in terror when something in the room caught my eye. Something then washed over me, and I fell to the floor before shuffling backwards, desperately trying to get out of the room and lock that door forever.

[b][u]???'s POV[/u][/b]
It had been at least a year since I had been separated from my fellow Killjoys. I wondered what they could possibly be doing right now as I dragged my boots across the cracked earth beneath me, but I refused to think about them too much. It depressed me at no end to think that they're somewhere out there most probably happy and well, since there were six of us and all five of them were most probably still together, seeing as we all looked out for each and every one of us as if we were family.

One thing that I couldn't remember, though, is how I lost them in the first place.

Did they ditch me? Was I taken away? Did I wonder too far and forget where I came from? I'm not sure.

But I do know that I have to find them again, and warn them about the new plans of BLI/nd, before every Killjoy finds out themselves...