Not completely miserable

"We wrote it just for you."

Misery didn't know why that one line made her heart feel…not miserable. It was weird how Frank could take her day from being horrible to simply unpleasant. She wondered if this was how Ruby felt with Skullboy. Misery didn't think on it too much though. At least for a little while. She suppressed it in her mind until one night. Unlike every other night, tonight the winds didn't howl. No owls hooted and no wolves howled. Even the leak in her room seemed to stop. Misery found it hard to fall asleep on her bed of nails without the usual eerie noises.

So she did the only thing that seemed rational in the wee hours of the morning when her brain was only half functioning. Almost instinctively she went to see Frank and Len. No, not Len. Just Frank. They might have been connected but the two brothers were different in their own ways.

In no time it seemed that she was standing right outside Frank and Len's door. Their house wasn't too far from the main house. She thought about knocking on the door but decided against it. Last time she knocked the entire house burned down. Thank goodness Skullboy could do just about anything or the two would still be homeless. Gently as the destructive girl could, she opened the door.

She was surprised to see that Frank was still up; his brother was snoring loudly beside him. Frank was reading some book about guitars when he saw Misery. Frank waved her in as he smiled and put his finger to his mouth in a 'shh' position. Misery walked across the floor, nearly tripping a number of times before she made it to the bed/sofa that Frank and Len slept on. Frank patted on a cushion, inviting her to sit down.

"So, what seems to be the problem?" Frank whispered.

"I can't sleep, nothing destructive is happening." Misery replied.

She put on hand over her stomach and let the other fall down off the bed. Frank hesitated for a moment. Then with all of his courage, he tossed his hand around Misery's shoulders. He was surprised that Misery didn't say anything and even more surprised that he didn't get struck by lightning. He tried rubbing her head but that only got his fingers tangled.

"Ow." Misery said softly.

"Sorry."

"No, it's ok. It's the closest I've come to disaster all night strangely. It feels nice."

Frank looked at the girl who was known for her bad luck in awe and confusion. Oh, well this was Misery wasn't it? He always wondered how she could just take all the horrible things that happened to her. Ever since he'd been inside her head Frank had been amazed by the miserable girl. He had watched her closer than he did before, wondering if she would ever break. He hoped she didn't. Misery was a strong person; not a lot of people seemed to realize that.

"Is your ship sinking? Did you know that's arsenic you're drinking? Are you buried in ice caps? Did the bridge you're on collapse? Did that place you're in explode? Oh, that's why I'm singing this ode. Ohhh what the heck? Throw in a train wreck." Frank sang quietly, getting his fingers even more tangled in Misery's hair.

Frank looked down at a now sleeping Misery and then at his brother. It was hard to keep secrets from people. Especially if you're attached to someone and the only time you get to be with your secret is when that person you're attached to is sleeping. But Frank didn't mind. Looking down at Misery again, he decided he still wanted to keep this a secret, just for a little while longer. Len did everything with him, this was something-or more appropriately somebody-he wanted to keep all to himself just for a little while longer.

"Night." He said before placing a small peck on Misery's head.

Then she did something that she had never done before. Something that sounded so strange and foreign coming from her but at the same time appropriate. For the first time in the banshee's life, Misery giggled.

I'm so sorry. I just really had to get this out of my system. Review and tell me what pairing I should do next I guess!