A teenage Freddy Krueger sighed. Why did life always have to be like this? First he was kicked off the soccer team because he was "a distraction" and now hes kicked out of school for a week! He couldn't believe that they did that to him. Just because he was burn doesn't make him a wimp or scary! He just kept thing on how he would get them back as he took the long way from the school to his house, preparing to meet his father when he got home.
As he walked beside a tree, he heard a screeching voice, "Let ma down from here! Hey kid if ya don't do it then I'm gunna eat ya!"
Freddy looked around searching for the source, "Try me you idiot! Where are you anyways?"
The voice replied, "Look up ya moron!" And directly up above Freddy there was a... green thing. He had white hair, and strange blue eyes. It wasn't his hair or his eyes that made him look strange, it was the green wings on his back, and his green skin. He looked a bit younger than Freddy, maybe eleven or so. He was wearing a trench coat with long black pants and a hat.
"Wow your ugly.", Freddy replied without thinking. With his burnt skin he was picked on, but now he thought it could be worse to be this thing than himself.
The creatures head came looking down at Freddy and frowned, "Well at least I an't burnt are I? Help me down sweater thang or I'm gunna eat ya alive!"
Freddy laughed, "You can fly so why don't you just come down? And sweater thang? Really?"
The green thing made a weird sound, he thought it was a sigh but with the hissing involved it was weird, "I an't got the strength! I started fly'en a few weeks ago. How'en the world do you expect me'h to do that?" After the thing struggled a bit he added, "An' it's better then beef boy an't it!"
Freddy glanced at his watch and thought that his step father could wait. This was far to much fun to leave now. Besides when the kid insulted him, he seemed alright. Alot better than his fucked up class mated or abusive father. "Whats in it for me?"
The thing groaned, "I knew ya would be like thas!" With a breath he continued, "If ya want to be ma friend, an meet sum others like ma and ya then let me down."
Freddy almost laughed, "Who said I needed friends?" He was used to being alone, the offer did sound tempting though.
"Urg! Ya a freak like me. If I an't getten any friends cause I look this way, than you problie an't got any either. Your a crisp!", the thing said. This gave Freddy an idea.
"How about you go to school with me? You can fight my bullies, and always say I did nothing. That's the deal I'll take.", he said smugly. Now he could get revenge without his step father knowing and the school being to do anything!
"Fine! I an't going until my mamma says I can though. It will be bout a week.", The creature said sticking out it's hand.
Freddy put his hand in the creatures and with a pull, he successfully pulled the thing down, "Deal. I'm Freddy Krueger."
The thing, after falling with a groan shook back, "Deal. I'm Jeepers Creepers."
After the shake, he helped Jeepers Creepers back on his feet. "You don't really eat people do you?", he asked. Freddy couldn't stand the thought of being Creepers snack himself.
Creeper smiled widely, showing off his pointy teeth, "I sure da! Mama brings ma and ma family people. Don't worry, I an't gunna eat ya cuas your all burn an stuff. I'll tell mama to so ya safe."
Freddy felt relieved for the first time in his life that he was burn and smiled back, reveling his white teeth, "Great way to make me feel better. I won't let my dogs get you either, there not into sea food. Scales upsets there stomachs."
The other boy laughed at that, "I got to get back now, but in a week I'll see ya! By Freddy!" And with the words it flew off into the day sky.
As he started walking home he had the brightest smile on his face. He may of been evil, but it was nice to have a partner. He was already planning the revenge on the kids, and to top it off now he wouldn't be the center of the kids jokes anymore. Maybe Creeper would even eat them for him. All he knew was two things. One: He was going to get the shit beat out of him by his dad when he got home. Two: He couldn't wait until next Monday.