Hello!

Yes, this really is me. I'm 'back' albeit briefly. A lot of people have like this story of mine, so I'm adding another little chapter; I was thinking of all you lovely people who still read my stories!

~Lady Alyss

Skulduggery and Stephanie stood opposite each other, the Bentley in between them. Her mouth was hanging open; he was standing there with his hands in his pockets looking as embarrassed as a skeleton can.

"You're kidding." It was all she could say. He had to be joking. He just had to be! For goodness sake, this was Skulduggery. It must be a joke.

"I'm sorry. I'm really not kidding."

"Come off it."

"I'm not. Please, this was already hard enough for me to say. Don't make it harder."

"I just can't believe you feel that way."

"I know. I didn't know I was gay for a long time either."

She opened the door to the Bentley and got in. Skulduggery put the car in to drive and they drove towards Gordon's house.

"But you know, Skulduggery, this totally explains the musical theatre thing."

"That's what I thought."