BEGIN CHAPTER 2
Nick draws his hand back from MC and proclaims, “I have a feeling that something terrible lies in store…”
MC asks him what he means, but he doesn’t answer. At least not in any way of note, because we immediately cut away to MC explaining that their meetings on Bone Mountain have become a nightly event. Meanwhile, “having a picnic on Bone Mountain” has become my new favorite euphemism for sex in the real world.
At their next meeting, Nick greets her from his swing with a gift. As much crap as I give this guy, I do think it’s really cute that he just hangs out on a swingset all the time. It makes me hope that every swingset swaying in the wind has a little ghost on it. 
The gift is a pretty glass bell that only Nick can hear, and MC loves it.
Unfortunately, he responds to that by saying she’d never want to call for him anyway. COME ON, DUDE. If he keeps this up I’m pulling him out of that screen and locking him in a room with 100 kittens until he either cheers up or dies all over again. MC comforts him and ponders inwardly about how he’s actually very relaxing to be around, and that despite her sleep deprivation this time with him is a great break from her bridal training. D’aw. This gets a big smile out of him, yay! I’m putting the kitten room on the back burner… for now. I’ve got my eye on you, spawn of Morrissey.
At their next visit, Nick is reading. Yes, good, this further gets him in my good graces. MC wants to know what else he does for fun, and he explains that he hangs around the castle a lot and watches everyone there. When MC asks for examples, he proceeds to tell her about how Skeletiano often reads romance novels aloud, complete with dramatic gestures and individual voices. 
He would. Nick then goes on to say that jerkbag Orlando, who spent his time yelling at MC for wanting to try special macarons, lined up at the pastry shop early in the morning to snatch some for himself. AND HE DIDN’T SHARE? Why I oughta… 
MC has a moment of realization and asks Nick if he’s been peepin’ on HER too, but he says that he hardly could since he’s visible to her. Oh, but I guarantee you he would, girl. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) His final story is about King Jean trying to play with a zombie cat and getting his face all scratched up. Ha! Serves him right.
Overall, this entire conversation made Nick way more endearing to me. Continue to tell me all the dirt you find, Nick. Be my sherpa of shit-talk.
Nick asks if he can ask some things about MC, since he doesn’t just want to talk about himself all the time. Good boy. However, before MC tells him pretty much anything, she gets too nervous about how close he’s standing. She makes up an excuse about needing to return to the castle before bolting away. Nick is bummed. This time, I can’t blame him. 
Back at the castle, MC thinks to herself about how despite their many chats, she knows nothing about Nick’s past when he was still alive. She resolves to ask him that night. Why do I feel like that’s a bad idea? When she arrives, she brooches the subject and is met with silence. Nick admits that he has no idea, and can’t remember any friends or family from before his death. Poor guy. MC assures him he MUST have had a family of some sort, and he admits that’s probably true but reasserts that he doesn’t remember a thing. The whole conversation has plunged him right back into his depressive state, and he muses that he’s different from everyone. I want to laugh at this because it’s so angsty teenager, but in this case he has a point: he’s invisible and he has no memories from his past life. In Niflheim, he IS different from everyone.
He brings up the day he met MC again, and says that the dread he said he felt then has yet to subside. He’s sure something quite terrible is on the way, and that MC would be better off parting ways with him before then. Specifically, he wants to stay friends only until the New Moon. MC is not down with this plan AT ALL and asserts that he may be overreacting to this non-specific feeling of dread. Nick, though, insists that he’d like her to be his best friend… just until the New Moon, and then stop meeting for good.
This goes on for a while, so let me paraphrase:
Nick:
Winnifred: Really, Nick, isn’t it possible you might be overreacti-
Nick:
Ultimately, MC doesn’t have time to argue further. A stiff breeze blows off Nick’s hood and she goes all heart-eyes ’cause she likey. Nick… apologizes for being ugly. This again. MC assures him he’s a stone cold hottie, and he eventually accepts her compliment. MC comes across really thirsty in this interaction. 
He then says that the night’s conversation has only made him more resolute; MC is too dear to him to risk. They absolutely have to part ways at the new moon. Before he can finish that thought, though, the moon suddenly goes dark. 
Nick is thoroughly freaked out and leaves in a panic, while MC is stands there confused.
Aw hell.
END OF CHAPTER TWO.
Overall, I enjoyed this chapter. Nick is growing on me and showing a personality a little more fleshed out than “resident sad guy.”
As a bonus, here’s the letter I got at the end of this chapter. It made me cackle out loud.
Skeletiano, you are the hero we need.