I'm Baaaccckkk! Sorry for the wait. It's just ideas kept popping up my head and I deleted some fanfics 'cause they weren't good enough for me. But, now I'm gonna try and get back to writing.
This is the first multi-chapter story I'm gonna try to finish (And the first one to be rated T). If you have advice that can help, I'd be happy to hear it. But please go easy on the critics.
I do not own Happy Tree Friends. All rights go to Mondo Media. All Tree Friends are in their animal forms.
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Chapter 1-Erika
Flaky was afraid of many things. Lightning, death, sharks, flying, heights, chickens, a certain green war veteran bear that could kill her at any moment…
So why was the shy, dandruff-haired porcupine driving alone in the dark?
Well, Cuddles invited her to go to his birthday party. And as one of his best friends, how could she say no?
Unfortunately, she had missed the bus. Not wanting to be late and let her friend down, Flaky decided to drive.
She didn't know why she agreed to go to Cuddles' party. Or why he was having the party so late at night.
Flaky's eyes darted left and right, focusing on more than just the road, her shivering hands gripped tightly on the steering wheel.
Finally, she arrived at her destination. But she as she got out of her car, she failed to notice a silhouette jumped out from an open window and dashed into the night.
She also failed to prepare for what was in store.
The moment Flaky had entered the house, she wanted to run away screaming. But she remained still, paralyzed by the sight.
Corpses of Petunia, Giggles, Toothy, Nutty, Pop, Cuddles, and who knows how many more were laid across the room mutilated, burnt, chopped, mauled, and all other sorts of torturous ways one can think of. All the party décor was replaced with a gory theme. Intestines, hearts, brains, you get the picture. Everyone was slaughtered in the most horrible ways possible.
Except for Cub. For some miraculous reason, he was still alive, and seemingly unfazed by what remained of the massacre.
Two things helped the paralyzed porcupine figure out who caused this.
One, only one Tree Friend would kill others in the most gruesome, torturous ways.
And two, Cub was playing with you-know-who's blood-stained Bowie knife.
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It took an hour for the police to arrive, led by Chief Lumpy. Flaky was wrapped in a blanket, shivering, babbling, and traumatized beyond belief. Cub was also wrapped in a blanket, fast asleep.
Sniffles was also there for the investigation, examining the Bowie knife Cub was playing with.
"This is definitely his." The anteater said, holding the knife up for Chief Lumpy to see. "His fingerprints are on the handle."
"That's the 56th time this week!" the blue moose said. "And I thought I had the highest kill count in a short amount of time!"
"You know, how come we never did him in when he flips?" Sniffles asked.
"Uuummm…" the dumb moose said nervously as he looked back at all those times…
(Flashback to Flippin' Burgers and Party Animal)
"Come on, come, answer the phone, will ya!" A Generic Tree Friend cried as he tried to contact the police. Meanwhile, a certain green flipped-out bear was pushing Petunia's face onto a stove.
But Lumpy did not answer his phone. He was too busy eating lunch. In fact, he was so annoyed by the constant ringing, he cut the telephone wire just to silence it.
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"Somebody pick up the phone! We got a killer in the house!" Sniffles cried as he tried calling the police in despair. He had flipped again, and this time it was at his own birthday party.
But, alas, Lumpy was listening to some really loud rock music on his stereo. He didn't even hear the phone ringing.
(End Flashbacks)
"Well, I definitely wasn't ignoring those 911 calls. Nor did I forget that I was a police officer when I was there." The moose lied. "Plus, there was a time I did try to arrest him. Only he died. And possessed a tricycle. And killed me."
"For the 100th time, whacky conspiracies of the supernatural possessing a child's toy are false!" Sniffles argued.
"Oh yeah? Tell that to the lettuce!" Lumpy retorted.
"Officer Lumpy, come quick!" Disco Bear cried, interrupting the two's conversation. "We found something'!"
"A leftover ham sandwich?" Lumpy asked.
"It's…best if you come over." Disco Bear said, looking quite disturbed.
So Lumpy and Sniffles walked into the crime scene, carefully stepping over corpses while looking at them with disgusted looks.
That's when they came across the kitchen, where they saw something even more disturbing than a mutilated corpse.
On the wall, written in blood, was a name.
Erika.
"Sniffles?"
"Yes Lumpy?"
"Get me my best reporter. And a ham sandwich."
Third fanfic posted in a single day! I am on fire! (Don't get any ideas Fliqpy)
Anyways, for those who remember, Erika is the name written on the blood-stained walls in Double Whammy Part 2 after the Battle of the Flippies. What's my interpretation on the name? You'll find out soon.
I'll try and update soon. So R&R! Advice is welcomed! And so are critics, as long as you go easy on them.