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Hey guys, so this is obviously a spin-off of Scary Smosh that hopes to delve into the events of "Ouija" and "Possession deeper. This takes place when Ian and Anthony are teenagers and Smosh hasn't technically been created yet, Kimberly isn't included because she's not born yet and Kalel and Anthony haven't met yet either...anyway...enjoy.


"Boo!" Exclaimed Kevin jumping out from behind a few boxes. Matt screamed and immediately hid behind Anthony making the seven year old laugh. Anthony looked back at Kevin, who immediately stopped laughing when Anthony gave him "the look."

"What have I told you about scaring him so much?" Asked the seventeen year old, while he did love his brothers, and he did appreciate their coming to help him clean up the attic.

He really wished that Kevin would stop antagonizing Matthew so much.

" Its not my fault he's such a crybaby." Said Kevin, Anthony sighed and rolled his eyes in response. Matthew sniffled and glared at Kevin.

" Am not!" He retorted, trying to show that he was a big boy.

" Are too," Said Kevin, hopping over the boxes. Matthew glared and clung to Anthony's leg, as Kevin came closer. " You're still afraid of, what'd you call him? ' The man who lives on your-"

" Kevin I think that's enough, now why don't you go get those boxes over there." Said Anthony, stepping in, the seven year old rolled his eyes and went to go do as he was told. Knowing better, than to continue. Anthony, turned and knelt down to Matthew's eye level.

" Hey, its ok Kevin only meant it as a joke." Said Anthony comfortingly, Matthew sniffled and wiped away his tears.

" I'm not a crybaby, and the man who lives on my ceiling is scary." Said Matthew, Anthony smiled sympathetically and ruffled his hair.

Kevin looked back as Anthony talked to Matthew, the seven year old went back to looking through the box. It wasn't fair, why did Anthony like Matthew better than him? So what if he was the littlest, he was here first...and he didn't want to share his mom or Anthony with him.

He furrowed his brow, when he saw a board with the alphabet, and numbers on it in fancy black writing. There was something weird about it though, something he couldn't put his finger on or understand.

" Anthony, whats this?" Asked Kevin, holding up the board and looking back at Anthony.

Anthony looked back, wondering what Kevin had found, he and Matthew went over with Matthew still clinging to Anthony, who took the board and knitted his brow.

" It's an Ouija Board, its a game where you basically try to talk to ghosts." Said Anthony, Matthew's eye widened in fear, while Kevin's widened in excitement.

" Woah, cool let's play it." Said Kevin, looking up at Anthony pleadingly, Anthony opened his mouth to object...when he felt his head begin to spin he shook his head, and rubbed his temples. He'd been feeling fine before...why the sudden change?

He looked at the Ouija board, and smirked.

" Sure we can play." Said the teen, Matthew looked up at Anthony with wide fearful eyes, while Kevin fistpumped the air excitedly. Anthony blinked a few times, the smirk gone from his face...he knitted his brow and looked at the board.

" Anthony, are you ok?" Asked Matthew, Anthony looked back and smiled.

" Yeah, I'm ok." Said Anthony, with a small smile.

Once they were done with the attic, they sat down on the floor around the board. Wondering what to ask it.

" Lets ask it, if its the man on the ceiling Matty." Teased Kevin, Anthony gave him a warning glance. Making the seven year old scoff, and turn away. Matthew looked down, he didn't really like it when Kevin picked on him...but he didn't like it when he was mad either.

" Um...how about its name?" Asked the five year old,

" Sure, go ahead." Said Anthony, ruffling his hair. They asked the generic questions, like "Who are you" "where are you from" and the like, when Kevin smirked.

" Is there anyone here you don't like?" He teased, looking at Matt, Anthony immediately looked at his seven year old brother.

" C'mon Kev, let-" Before Anthony could say anymore, Kevin doubled over clutching his sides. Anthony's eyes widened, as he immediately was at Kevin's side, trying to help him. Kevin immediately clung to Anthony, and cried crying of a burning pain on his back.

" It hurts Anthony, it hurts!" He cried, Anthony, immediately took off Kevin's shirt, revealing three long scratch marks on his back...they weren't bleeding, but they still looked red and were slowly beginning to swell.

" Matt, go get some bandages from the kitchen." Said Anthony, immediately Matt went to go do so.

" It, it hurt me, it...I asked...and..and..it..." Cried Kevin, his eyes widened in fear as he clung to Anthony. He wanted to scare Matt, he didn't actually think the thing was going to hurt him. He sniffled and whimpered, as Anthony gently tried to calm him down.

" Its ok, its ok...I won't let anything hurt you ok? " Said Anthony, when Matthew came back without the bandages.

"Um...mom says to come down...and Frank's here." Said the five year old apologetically, Anthony sighed and closed his eyes...mentally readying himself for what was coming. He stood up, and helped Kevin up, who was trying to make himself seem normal.

When they went downstairs, Anthony's mother was patching up Kevin, while Frank was grilling Annthony for an explanation...but how exactly could he explain what happened? Anthony winced as his step-father yelled at him more and sent him up to the attic.

Anthony sighed, and rubbed his wrist, which was now beginning to bruise. He looked at the Ouija board and furrowed his brow again...wondering where it had come from...who had left it there? His head began to spin again as he felt something tugging him towards the board.

He grabbed the stylus and it began moving by itself.

" Not to worry I understand your pain."

" You do"

" Yes trust me Anthony let me in"

Anthony narrowed his eyes and immediately stopped, shaking his head and rubbing his temples...this was getting creepy, still...maybe he should take the Ouija board to his room...for safe keeping of course.