Alaxander looks at her. Normal meal? Did that mean things would be jumping out of the other meals? He wasn't feeling too reassured that his dinner wasn't going to be running off his plate eventually. He winced and sulked as his brother had elbowed him. He shakily gets some and reluctantly starts eating. He wasn't even hungry. At least he didn't think so. He hardly ate as it was. Just so he wouldn't be rude and or get elbowed again. Chester's elbow really hurt. He eats at the food. It was good but he wasn't hungry. He pretended to eat and took a few bites here and there but mostly moved his food around so it looked like he had eaten more than he had. He takes a bit bite while everyone is watching. It was really good but his tummy wouldn't let him eat.<br/><br/>He found himself staring at the old Coo-Coo clock. Then a raven came out of the clock and his eyes went wide. This house was scary. And it talked! That was scary in itself. He was now pale. Very pale. Was anything normal in this house? Anything at all. They were in the library after dinner and he just stayed quiet as death. He watched Tuesday come in and ask Chester to play with her. He listened and even if her games would scare him it would have been nice to be included. Even if he was too big a scaredy cat to play them. He looked at Chester and merely nodded his head. Looking down so neither of them would see the pained hurt on his face. They were gone before it made it onto his features. He sighed. "This is gonna be just like back home. Where nobody wanted to play with me cuz I'm such a scaredy cat. I wonder if I'm gonna start being made fun of too......" He says sadly.<br/><br/>Then he hears music playing and stood up. He followed the tango music and opened the ball room door. He saw Victor in there and when he turned he paled. "AH!" He screamed. "Why are you dancing with a skeleton???" He asked in a trembling voice. Huddled in the corner nearest him now. His heart racing. God he was such a coward. It was no wonder nobody would be his friend. That thought was a sobering one. He inched closer to Victor but stayed pretty far away still. He wanted to get closer but just kinda stood about six feet and some odd inches away from him. He bites his lower lip but forced himself to stay where he was. Trembling hard though.