Okay, well, I one day got bored and surfed on YouTube, and started watching some Goosebumps episodes. One that I came across was the episode "Night of the Living Dummy II". After I watched it, I pulled out my collection of Goosebumps and read all of the books in the Night of the Living Dummy saga. Later, I brainstormed a fanfiction for an OC of mine to find Slappy.. but then, I got another crazy idea. I decided to screw the OC idea, and throw in Zeke and Julie from the amazing games Zombies Ate My Neighbors, and its sequel Ghoul Patrol. Please R&R, and no flames; however, constructive critisism is allowed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Slappy.. Or Zeke and Julie..

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Julie was heading back to the Ghoul Patrol HQ, from a solo-mission exterminating vampires. Her partner, Zeke, was there waiting for her return. It was really late, and it began to rain a bit. A couple of street lights were out, which made it difficult to see ahead of her. She carried her blue water gun on her belt. Zeke and Julie formed up the Ghoul Patrol ever since they had saved their neighborhood from zombies and other creatures. They had an amazing arsenal, even though some would consider it a bit unorthodox. They had weapons ranging from flamethrowers, to ancient artifacts, and even soda cans and silverware. Julie always favored her watergun. Vampires stood no chance against it, for it was loaded with holy water. A street light above her flickered a bit, and went out. Julie paused, and placed her hand on the water gun. She took slow steps near to, what she could see, a big garbage bin. She gagged at the horrible odor, and inched away. Suddenly, a big brown trunk slid down a pile of slanted garbage, and stopped right in front of her. Julie let out a small yelp. When she realized it was just a big, old trunk, she scoffed. She placed her hand on the lid, and opened it slowly. The inside cover said "Slappy" on it. She looked in the trunk, and saw a ventriloquist's dummy. She picked it up and gazed at it's features carefully.

"Why would someone throw you out?" She questioned. "You're in perfect shape." It was clothed in a grey suit. It's lips were painted red, into a thin grin. It had glassy blue eyes, that looked almost real. She reached her hand into the back of it, and grabbed the string to make it's lips move. It was in perfect shape. She reached her hands up a little farther, and found the controls for the eyes. She moved them, and the dummy's eyes moved side to side. She gazed at it a bit more, and found a piece of paper folded up in it's pocket. She pulled it out and unfolded it. The words written on it were none Julie has ever seen before. It was written in an elegant script.

"Karru Marri Odanna Loma Molonu Karrano...?" Julie spoke the words outloud. "Wonder what that means.." She looked at the suitcase again. "So, I guess your name is Slappy, huh?" She shut the lid and slid the suitcase over to the garbage bin. It was too big, and she didn't want to carry it with her. "You're cute. I'm going to take you with me," Julie said, "and show you to Zeke." She carried the dummy by the waist and continued walking.

"You're cute too," an unknown voice spoke, followed by an almost silent laughter. Julie spun around expecting to see someone, or something. Nothing in sight. Julie ignored it, and continued back to Ghoul Patrol, walking at a fast pace.

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Zeke sat in a chair, with his feet propped on the desk in front of him. He had a bag of miniature marshmallows, and was eating two or three at a time. It was getting late, almost ten o' clock. He started to get worried about Julie. She was an excellent vampire killer, and should have been back by now. He pushed his 3-D glasses, which he always wore, back up, impatiently. He could here the door to Ghoul Patrol open. He kept his red water gun in his lap, just in case. Julie walked in, slightly damp from the rain.

"Heads up," Zeke warned, and tossed a marshmallow in her direction. She opened her mouth and caught it. He pulled his feet off the desk, nearly knocking over a lamp. He set his water gun on the desk and walked up to Julie. "What is that?"

Julie held up Slappy, "It's a ventriloquist's dummy. His name is Slappy. I thought he looked neat, so I brought him along." She continued. "Maybe he could be the Ghoul Patrol mascot! Ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha," Zeke said sarcastically. "Very funny. Don't you think that thing looks kind of ugly?"

"I'm cute!" Slappy said in a high voice. Zeke nearly jumped to the moon. "It...it-" he paused, and Julie's laughter roared.

"Your so gullible!" She said to him, laughing. "You think a dummy could come to life?"

Zeke groaned, "We've fought living dolls wielding axes in the supermarket, remember?"

Julie's laugh eased a bit, "True, true.. but if it did come to life, we could handle it. We've fought much worse than a little doll. Remember the chainsaw freaks?"

"Ugh," Zeke moaned, "don't remind me. One nearly had my head!"

Julie laughed a bit more, "Slappy, this is Zeke," she said holding Slappy up to Zeke. His limbs dangled lifelessly. "Say hi to Zeke."

"Hi, Zeke." Julie made the dummy say in a high voice.

"What kind of voice is that?" Zeke asked her. "The dummy looks kind of boyish to me."

Julie groaned, "I'm just having a bit of fun. That's all. Say hi to Slappy, Zeke." She nudged the dummy closer to him.

Zeke felt rediculous, "..Hi, Slappy.." Just then, the dummy's wooden hand came up, and smacked Zeke across the face. "Ouch! Julie! I know you're just having fun, but that hurt!" he rubbed his cheek which was a deep red color.

"Zeke, that wasn't me, I swear," Julie said in a worried tone. She looked at Slappy. He lay in her arms as lifeless as ever. She examined him carefully. It appeared as if his grin had grown wider. Her attention then focused on the folded paper in Slappy's pocket.

"Zeke," she said pulling out the paper and unfolding it, "do you have any idea what this means?" She handed the paper to Zeke. He took it and read the words through the red and blue screens of his glasses.

"I have no idea," Zeke yawned. "Let's get some sleep. It's a bit late. We can talk about this in the morning." He stretched and yawned.

"You're right," Julie agreed. She walked over to a nearby storrage closet, and placed Slappy inside, and shut the door. "Goodnight, Zeke. Goodnight, Slappy."

"Goodnight, Julie."

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The closet door opened with a soft creak. A scrawny three-foot figure made it's way out of the closet. It's movements were that of a scarecrow. Kind of off-balance. It made its way around Ghoul Patrol. It came across a door. It opened it silently. Julie was sound asleep on the bed.

"Hee hee hee.." Slappy silently laughed. "Thank you for giving me life, slave."

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Well, I think that is a good amount for a first chapter. I hope I can continue a little more. I hope you all liked it!

Fear my cliffhanger!!