Broken: *hitting Grim multiple times with a stick*

Grim: *unfazed* I should've stayed away from YouTube!

Broken: YA THINK! *still hitting her*

Grim: *takes stick and breaks it in half*

Broken: I'll shut up now.

Grim: Good. Welcome to the new story, everyone. This is going to be probably messed up, because it's late, and I just got done with 'mrcreepypasta', and others like that. BLAME THE INTERNET!

Broken: Well, here's the beginning. We hope you enjoy!

Don't Look Away

Chapter 1: Memories

Flaky hummed a song to herself as she washed her dishes, the rain outside tapping lightly on her window. The red porcupine was happy this night. She had the time of her life with her friends, and just had dinner. She went to the mall today with Giggles, Petunia, and Lammy. She had gotten new perfume, and a cute headband that made her eyes sparkle.

After getting done with the dishes, she went into the living room, turning on the TV, and getting ready to watch a movie. Before she could pick one, there was a knock at the door.

"Flaky. Open up." a rough voice came. That could only be from her other friend, Grim. Grim was an orange fox, with white tipped tail, paws, and ears. She had black hair, red eyes, and faint scars on the corners of her mouth. She also started wearing glasses. She also dressed in a black tank top that had 'Murder' writing all over it in bloody red letters, and bloody hand prints everywhere. She also wore dark blue jeans, and black combat boots. She never came to see Flaky, unless it was important, or she wanted to talk to her about something. What could she want this time?

"C-Coming!" she called to the door, jumping to her feet, and rushing over. When she opened the door, there was no one there. Only a letter.

"G-Grim?" Flaky spoke, a little scared. The fox never left until she answered the door. With shaky paws, Flaky picked up the letter that laid on her porch. Her name was written on the front in red ink. It wasn't Grim's handwriting. She didn't know who wrote like this. No one in Happy Tree Town wrote in cursive. Maybe there was someone new? No. If there was someone new, how did they know her name, or where she lived?

Closing the door, Flaky sat back down on the couch, opening the letter carefully. The letter wasn't written in cursive. It was in print. And this was still a handwriting the porcupine couldn't make out.

Dear Flaky,

Don't look away. Don't stop reading.

Remember when you used to crawling into your parent's bed, and cuddled up with your mother, scared of the monsters in your closet and under your bed? Ha ha, that wasn't your mother, nor your father. It was me.

When you got too old to sleep with me at night, I still came into your room at night, and slept with you in your bed. I loved how you cuddled up to me. All of those nightmares I made sure you forgot. I didn't like it when you woke up screaming. I didn't want you remember those terrible nights.

When you woke up, and saw me, you screamed. It hurt, but I made sure you forgot. I still watch over you. Don't look around. You won't find me. It's hopeless. I'm everywhere. You won't find me.

Tonight, I'll be with you. Don't look away. Don't scream. Don't run. I'll find you. Even when you moved from Acorn City, I followed you. Not even that fox can help you. You're mine!

See you tonight, my dear Flaky~!

Love always,

Your Cuddle Monster~

Flaky held her breath, her body trembling. She was now beyond terrified. This... thing had been with her all her life? And she hadn't noticed?! She felt tears in her eyes. She pulled her knees up to her chest, wrapped her paws around them, buried her face into her knees, and started to cry. Tears stained her cheeks as she sobbed. What was she going to do? She couldn't run from it. It'd just hunt her down! Perhaps her friends could help her? Perhaps... perhaps Fliqpy would help her? No. Why would he help her? He'd just kill her in her sleep!

Taking a shaky breath, Flaky got off the couch, and wiped away her tears. Maybe she could spend the night with someone? Yes. And she knew just who. She could tell her friends about what happened later if they stop by her house, and she's not home. Flaky just prayed that she'd be home.

The timid porcupine knocked on the black door, waiting for an answer. It did open, however Flaky didn't except to see the tree friend in front of her.

"O-oh. Hello, J-Jimmy." Flaky greeted shyly, waving to the male in front of her. Jimmy was a black cat, wearing a black t-shirt, blue jeans, black sneakers, and right now, a black and gray stripped beanie. He also had ocean blue eyes, straight, kind of spiky hair, and a piercing underneath his bottom lip. "I-is Grim h-here?"

"Hey, Flakes. Uh... no. She went out after she kinda beat the crap outta Zacky. You can come in if you want." he replied, stepping to the side. Flaky happily entered the dark house. Zacky was a very good friend of Jimmy's, and acted like an older brother towards Grim. He was a lynx, wearing a black Jack Daniels tank top, dark blue jeans, and black Vans. He had emerald green eyes, and piercings on his bottom lip. His hair was also kind of spiky, with some bangs hanging in his face. He usually got mad at Grim for what she picked up off of for dating Jimmy, which was smoking. He usually took her cigarettes, and hid them, or threw them out.

"So, what's wrong?" Jimmy asked, walking over to the shaking girl. "You usually never visit Grim."

"I-I do t-too!" she shot back, defending herself. The feline rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, right. She's usually at your house, trying to pry open the door! For what, I don't know." he said, crossing his arms.

"I-I just n-need to speak with h-her!" she told the male, quills lifting up slightly. Jimmy put his paws up.

"Okay, I get it. I'm just kidding, Flakes!" he said, messing with her fur, making sure not to hit any quills and hurt himself.

"I'm home!" Grim's voice came, making Flaky jump, and hide behind Jimmy.

"Flaky?" The fox walked over to her. "What are you doing here?"

"C-can I stay here t-tonight? I-I got a l-letter sa-saying that t-they would be with me." she said, eyes filled with fear.

"Sure. You can sleep in the quest room. Do you know who sent you the letter?" she asked, leading the girl upstairs.

"N-no. I-it didn't have a r-return address!" she explained, entwining her paws together. "I-I heard you c-calling me outside m-my door, a-and when I o-opened it, no one was there but that... l-l-letter!"

"Alright. Just rest, okay? You'll be safe here. No one else will come here, except Zacky." Grim replied.

"O-okay. Thank you, G-Grim." she said, hugging the fox, who was caught off guard. Not many people hugged her, and when they did, it was because they were her close friends. Flaky had never considered Grim as a best friend. They usually talked for a few moments, then usually walked away from each other. She would also protect the porcupine anyway she could, yet they never called each other best friends. Flaky figured it was because Grim was like one of the guys, and she had hung out with Giggles, Petunia, and Lammy.

"Don't worry about it. Night, Flaky." Grim dimmed the light, knowing having no light would terrify the young female. While Flaky closed her eyes, she heard voice downstairs.

"I don't get it," Jimmy's voice came, followed by faint footsteps. "You two rarely talk, and now she wants your help? Usually when this happens, you kick the person out of your house!"

"I look at Flaky as a little sister, okay?" Grim shot back, almost sounding angry at her boyfriend's comment. "She's not exactly the strongest girl here. Besides, she reminds me Sapphire sometimes..."

"Grim?"

"Don't worry. Just shut up, alright! She's sleeping here tonight, then I'm helping her in the morning! I don't want to hear anything about it from you, got it!"

"Okay, you don't have to go all crazy on me. Can we please have a nice night before we leave to join the others?"

"Yeah, sure, why not?"

Flaky felt a bit guilty. Jimmy and Grim rarely fought, and when they did, she never told him to 'shut up', or anything harsh like she had said a few moments ago. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, slipping into darkness.

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