The Last of Our Fears

by CaffrinLuvsDHMIS

A mysterious council of living objects, including Notepad and Tony, plan to get rid of Harry, Robin, and Manny after they tell a close neighbor of their past encounters. With deep concern, she vows to help them and never let it happen again. But soon, the trio's fears start to come to life...literally. Could there be a much more sinister plot behind Tony and Notepad's "lessons"?

1. Prologue

A small light flickered over a large table with what seem to be regular inanimate objects. Tony the Talking Clock was seated at the front edge, with Notepad beside him, writing a few things down on one of her pages.

"Alright everyone settle down. Now, I bet you're all wondering why we are having this un-scheduled emergency meeting..." Tony sat up and folded his hands. "It seems we have a small problem with one...or should I say, three...of our victims."
Notepad looked up. "He's right. According to Booksworth's recent report, they've informed a close neighbor of our latest attacks on them. Telly, if you would..."

A vintage analog TV piped up from beside a pillow. "First of all, stop calling me that! My name is Telemus Visual, and I-!"
"Just tune in to our target's location!"
The TV sighed. "Alright, fine..."

He switched a few of his knobs until his screen depicted what looked like a vibrant kitchen.

"A talking clock?! No way!"
Harry sighed and took a sip of his afternoon coffee. "It would seem so..."

Sitting not too far from him was a girl-their next-door neighbor Caffrin. She pushed back a lock of her hair; a bit messy, but also a lovely, vibrant shade of caramel. But her shirt-her green-striped sweater-really made her stand out.

Caffrin reached for her coffee mug. "And you're saying they terrorized you all, scarring you for life?!"
Robin looked up from his newspaper. "Well...yes. Manny couldn't sleep for days! Luckily, we managed to find that picture book to calm him down."
"Yikes. Now I kinda feel like I'm in Sesame Street; only it's more like a ghost-town instead of a kid-friendly avenue..."
"...You won't believe how many times we've heard that."

Notepad changed the TV's channel back to a stern face. "We've seen enough."
A nearby candle's flame grew stronger. "They weren't supposed to tell anyone. If word were to spread about us any further, it'll all be over for us...!"

Notepad put down her pencil. "Well then, we must act now!"
Tony stood up. "I agree...

...There's no time to waste."

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Wow, this turned out more exciting than I expected. I hope I can actually finish it this time...! (no pun intended)