Oh, How I LUV Halloween
BY: Alayne Williams
Preview: The normal Turgid Meadows gang continues their trick or treating escapades. But as the night progresses, and Halloween's go by, they realize that the candy from the houses is missing, and they aren't getting much of anything…they decide they need to get to the bottom of it.
Note: This is a story where I Introduce my characters to the world of I Luv Halloween. And also, though Halloween's may pass I decided that keeping their ages the same would work out better...it only makes sense, right?
Characters in the story:
Finch
Devil Lad
Pig Pig
Mr. Kitty
Moochie
Squeak
Bubbles
'Nips'
Gully
Kevin 'Triple K'
Introducing:
Jacklynn Right 'Jack'
Antoinne Welch 'Ant'
Alayne 'Grim'
Janette Right
Jasmine Right 'Jazz'
Note: Some of them might not show up, I put the list there to remind me of the characters I hope to use, not to remind me of the characters I HAVE to use…
Rated M for these reasons:::
Violence
Sexual Terms and Themes
Language from tangy to spicy hot
Gore
Evil Children
Also because it only makes sense…
Chapter one: New Mask
He lowered his mask over his face.
It was beginning to rot; it had been awhile since he carved a new mask. The bone was slowly beginning to decay, and the thought of mold and insects crawling over his face while he was trick-or-treating made him shiver.
Finch lifted the mask from his face and threw it into his trashcan.
The worst thought that came to his mind was wasting his time carving a better mask rather than trick-or-treating…he didn't NOT want to go.
"Pizza mans! YAY!"
He heard the sound of a man screaming downstairs, and eventually the yelling stopped and was silenced by the sound of cardboard being scratched on by nails.
Finch looked out his window, and he left the room and went to the front door, where it was wide open and a large man laid, sprawled on his stomach, through the doorway.
Finch glared "Moochie."
The young girl was clawing at the pizza box she sat on, and she slowly lifted her head and let her blue eyes gaze into his "Pizza?"
He sighed as he pulled the fat body into the house and shut the door. He rolled the man onto his back, which revealed plenty of gaping wounds all over the body, and a large knife rested in his chest.
"We can just blame it on heart failure." Finch said gently. Moochie continued to claw at the box, before Finch decided to gently push her out the way and take it. He carried the box away, and the blonde little girl followed.
Finch set the box down at the kitchen table, and opened it. He took one slice before Moochie soon leaped on top of the table and started to pick the toppings off and eat them. Around the table were four chairs, two were occupied by skeletons.
Finch took a bite out of the crust first "Leave two slices for mom and dad." He said before he turned and headed back to the front door. He finished off his slice, wiped his hands on his pants, and he took a hold of the dead man's wrist and began to pull.
When he reached the stairs, he had to use both his hands. The man was heavy, but he was the typical obese pizza man who had to drive a car to deliver rather than ride a bike. Eventually Finch heard the man's shoulder pop, but he did not stop. He continued to drag the male up the steps until he reached the top floor, and he let him go. He huffed and tried to take a breather, slightly annoyed as he looked at the small drips and smears of blood on the staircase.
He breathed in deeply and held onto the male's dislocated arm and continued to pull him, dragging him into his bedroom and using most of his strength to slide him as far inside as he could. On carpeting it didn't do much, and he only made a little budge.
Finch left into the bathroom and opened the drawer underneath the sink to dig through a few things. He soon pulled out a scalpel and he went back to his bedroom and kneeled behind the male's head.
"This was convenient." He mumbled, before he placed the knife on the dead man's forehead and pushed.
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Moochi licked her lips, and she rubbed her hands on her skirt. She wore a long dark grey skirt that fell to her ankles; she was only four feet tall so it wasn't at all that long. She wore a long sleeved white shirt with a black ribbon around her neck, and she had her hair up in a bun. She wore black oval glasses with no lenses, and she slowly picked up the ruler that rested beside the pizza box.
She was a Catholic teacher.
"Times to teach the kiddies!" She blurted out as she licked her lips again and jumped from the table. She ran up the stairs, soon looking at how dirty the carpet was, and she yelled "Bad, Finch! Punishment for you!" She ran towards her older brothers room, where she stood at the doorway and watched as Finch pulled at something from inside of the fat mans head.
"Pizza man!" She hollered and held her ruler up before she ran up to the dead man and started to stab at him. Finch pulled, and fell back, with a red skull in hand. He smiled proudly to himself, before he sighed "I gotta wash this, then I gotta cut it in half. Watch the house, Moochie…" And he left the bedroom and entered the kitchen.
Moochie continued to attack the dead body, soon a pool of blood was underneath it.
When the blonde finally decided to stop, she stared at him before she smiled and pulled out her ruler with one hand and continued to smack it into the palm of her other "How shall I punish you's?"
She started to pace, before she quickly pointed "You are sentence-ed to the death! Away with you!" She waved her hand dramatically and turned her head, waiting to hear the man get up and leave, but he did not. She turned her head back and stared, before she sighed "You're no fun."
She ran out the bedroom and to the kitchen, where Finch was no more. She ran out into the back yard and into the tool shed where she heard razors running. She slowly walked deeper, and soon she found Finch at a work bench sawing something white with a machine.
"Halloween time now?" Moochie asked as she walked up to Finch. Finch shook his head and remained silent as he continued with his work. Eventually Moochie lost interest and walked away, and Finch soon stopped the razor blades from spinning and picked up the sliced skull. He looked out the small window of the shed, before he blew gently at the back of the skull. Its back was now open, and it revealed the back of the eyes, nose, and mouth. He sighed as he picked up a drill and turned it on, and he began to drill holes.
Afterwards he looked for something else to use, and he found thin pieces of string and began to tie knits in the holes and had them connect with each other.
Though the mask was a little rough, it still looked decent, and he slowly slid it over his face as the light of the tool shed slowly dimmed.