A/N: YAY! I luvs da Peoples who comment on my Story! I'm planning on this being my last chapter, so I will mention all of the people who have commented at the bottom of this page! If it is the last chapter that is…

Ch 9: Ending…? Plus a Preview!

Squee was sleeping peacefully in the other room, holding his new friend closely to himself. (I miss Bunny so much…*cries* well Squee needs it more) In the other room, Devi and Johnny were talking about what happened since their first date, mulling over everything with hot cocoa. Devi was calm; she knew that if Johnny tried anything, instead of just kicking his ass, she would kill him too. Johnny was well aware of that, but he was also calm because he lost her once and wasn't going to risk it again.

"…But now Tenna's gone, she saw me talking to Sickness, and flipped out. I wouldn't blame her; I would have done the same thing if that evil fucking Mr. Spooky doll started to tell Tenna to kill people. Reminds of when I kicked your ass…" She sighed, her head bowed. She suddenly perked up, a smile sliding across her features. "Johnny? Do you remember what happened right before you tried to kill me?"

Johnny looked up at the ceiling as if the answer was written up there, when a look of understanding overcame his features. "Really, you want to try that? Even after what happened last time?" He had that same expression he had when he was telling Devi about how happy she had made him.

Slowly they leaned forward, and just as they were about to kiss, Squee walked in. he was rubbing his eyes so he couldn't see what was happening, Johnny and Devi snapped back into their sitting positions. In a second Squee was looking at them, eyes half-closed with sleep, tongue sticking out a bit, he looked like a new-born puppy…except far less repulsive.

"What do you need Squee-gee?" Johnny happily asked his little buddy.

"I would like some water, Mr. Sc-I mean Mr. Johnny." he said exhaustion laced his every word.

Devi smiled down at the adorable little boy standing in front of her, "I'll get it Squee," and with that she took Todd's hand and went to where Johnny had gone to prepare the cocoa. She reached into a cupboard and withdrew a clean cup. She filled it with water, through the filter that had been recently added to the faucet. She filled it to the top and handed it to the drowsy boy. He held it and drank it all. Devi smiled, took the empty cup and set it down in the sink; she walked him back to his room. And when he had been tucked back in she returned to the living room, where Johnny was now sipping the cocoa waiting for her to come back.

He lifted his head acknowledging her presence. She sat down right next to him; he set the cup back down, and shyly turned to face her, she was blushing. Once again they slowly leaned towards each other, and then their lips met. To Devi it was amazing, no other kiss had ever been as good, and no other person had ever been so perfect for her. To Johnny it was exhilarating and terrifying, exhilarating because he really liked her and now they had that perfect moment that had been stolen from them on their first date. Terrifying because he didn't want to be rejected again, he didn't want to feel that horrible pain again. (Awwwww…)

They pulled away at the same time, now even Johnny was blushing, Devi giggled, the sight of an insane man smiling like he was high, and blushing like he had just ran three consecutive marathons would make you laugh too.

/\^/\ONE WEEK LATER/\^/\

The phone rang, Devi picked up the phone "Hey, Johnny! What is it?"

"Devi! It's amazing, cool and strange! It's an entire show dedicated to miss-fits! It's called the Cirque Du Freak, we can go, and see all of these amazing people! And if anyone fucks with them we can slaughter them later! Doesn't that sound perfect?"

He was extremely happy.

"Yeah, it does Johnny, but who will watch Squee? He's probably a little too young to go to this place."

"I asked Squee if he would want a babysitter, then he freaked out and babbled about flying nannies and chimney sweeps and taking carousels. So I said I'd leave him with food, water, and set up my anti-burglary security system before I left."

"Um…OK…when will this show be?"

"Next week!"

To Be Continued…Here's the preview for that story

He held the gun to his head, and smile. With a resounding *CRACK!* the gun went off, his head was reduced into tiny little meaty chunks littering the floor. The people who had gathered around to get a better look screamed, gasped, and retched. Before any actions could be taken by Mr. Tall to help the man lying dead on the floor, the head chunks were sucked back into their places of origin, and the previously dead man stood up, completely unharmed.

"Can I join now?" He asked politely

"But of course Mr.…um I didn't catch your name?"

"Johnny C."

If you want to read this story it will be in the Jhonen Vasquez crossover section, crossed with Cirque Du Freak, but only after I finish my other story, Untouchable. But now as promised I mention my faithful reviewers, anonymous and otherwise.

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And that's about it, remember to review and stuff! And don't forget to read Untouchable, neat little crossover between JtHM and Detective Conan/Case Closed. Here's the description: While Johnny is on vacation, he decides to stay in Tokyo, his constant homicidal tendencies drawing the attention of Conan. Will Conan be able to catch the elusive Johnny C.? Or will he be another in a long list of victims?