I took the Dare…
I watched it…
I regret it…
What do all fanfic writers do when something creeps them out? They do crossovers! (Or is that just me?)
The night was cold and dark, not a single star shone in the sky. It was a new moon and unfortunately the street lights had stopped working again. The only light on the street came from a glowing teen who was watching a freak show reject.
The guy was ugly and weird. The teen honestly didn't know what to think of him. The thing sort of walked down the street muttering about the "Great War", whatever that was supposed to be.
The monster had three fingers on each hand. On one hand rested three puppets who he would comment to every once in a while. He watched as the puppeteer would get the puppets to respond. It was unsettling to say the least.
The teen sat on top of the building his white hair glowing in the moon light. He was secretly thankful no one was wandering the streets. The poor soul who stumbled upon the creature would be in for a rough night. He would have had to rescue them as well.
The creature was green and had red eyes. Surprisingly he didn't set off the teen's ghost sense.
"Danny you still on patrol?" a female voice asked from the teen's ear piece.
"Yeah," replied the teen never laying his ectoplasmic green eyes off the stranger," You and Tucker need to go home Sam."
"Why Danny?" came the response.
"There is a monster walking the streets. I've got a bad feeling about it. Please Sam." Danny begged.
"Alright." Sam caved in and the line died.
Danny watched as the thing entered the alley way. He heard a couple of screams and several people ran out.
That was his cue.
The Phantom teen leaped off the building and ran to the dark alley way. There was no one there except the creature. He was routing through the trash a twisted smile on his face. Gathering his courage the teen cried,
"Hey you!"
The creature lifted its head. Danny felt his resolve breaking. It was hard to remain confident with those eyes staring at him. Eyes filled with insanity…
"Hello there chap." The creature greeted. Danny felt a shiver run up his spine.
"Who are you?" Danny heard his voice shake.
"I am Salad Fingers? Do you have any spoons? Rubbing them with my salad fingers is delightful!"
The ghost teen was speechless.