Meet Me in Hell
HALLOWEEN FIC TIME! Don't worry, I'm still working on my other stories, but I want to start working on this so I can have it out by Halloween.
Basically I wanted to have a competition between the goths and the vampire kids, and what better time to do it than Halloween? I was inspired by this (sadly no longer running) horror based reality show called Hellevator where a group gets on an elevator and goes between floors to compete in scary challenges for money while their hosts (who were hilarious, by the way) taunts them. I highly suggest watching it. It was a great show. It'll give some context for later.
Anyway, this is also a few years after the From Dusk Until Casa Bonita DLC episode from the Fractured but Whole so Karen is part of the goths as well. I guess that's all I have to say for now. Enjoy!
Chapter 1 – Halloween is the only good holiday
The goths weren't the kind of people who enjoyed holidays. Easter, Christmas, Thanksgiving, St. Patrick's day, those were all for conformists. But there was one holiday that the goths did enjoy, and that was Halloween. It was the one time of year when they got to really bring out their dark side and relish in the shadows of life. And this year they were going to make the most of it.
Currently, Michael, Pete, Henrietta, Firkle, and Karen were at the Spirit Halloween store that was set up in the mall, trying to decide what the perfect costumes for this year were. As they looked at the row of gothic costumes (of course) they suddenly heard someone snickering at them. No one except Michael turned to see who it was, and when he did, he let out an annoyed sigh.
"Don't bother looking," he warned the others.
"Let me guess," Henrietta muttered as she eyed one of the witch costumes, "It's those loser vampire kids."
"Uh-huh," Michael confirmed. The others all groaned with annoyance.
"I can't believe I ever thought they were cool," Karen scoffed.
"What posers," Firkle scowled, glancing at them out of the corner of his eye. He could see Mike surrounded by a bunch of his followers near what was no doubt the vampire costumes. Because they weren't already losers enough.
"Just ignore them and maybe they'll realize what losers they are and go away," Pete suggested. His hopes were dashed, however, when Mike and the other vamp kids started sauntering over to them, causing the goths to roll their eyes.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" Mike asked, his arms folded behind his back, "A bunch of goth kids looking for their lame Halloween costumes that will no doubt be inferior to ours, per se?"
Pete rolled his eyes. "Oh, and let me guess, you guys are going as vampires, aren't you?" he said, the disdain clear in his voice. The vamp kids all hesitated awkwardly. That was exactly what they were going to dress up as.
"Don't you guys ever get tired of being loser conformists?" Michael asked with a sigh, "Wouldn't you for once in your God-damn lives like to dress up as something other than a vampire?"
The vampire kids all blinked at him. "I don't get it," Larry the vamp kid said stupidly. Michael face palmed.
"Whatever," he muttered, "You losers can do whatever you want. Like we give a crap."
The goths started to walk away, but Mike quickly ran after them. "Actually, there is a reason we came over," he told them, "Us vampires are putting together a haunted house on Halloween eve, and we want you there as our honored guests, per se."
Henrietta's brow raised in disbelief. "Really? You lame-o's made a haunted house?" she asked, "and you're actually inviting us to it?"
"Think of it as an invitation to your downfall," Mike replied, the biggest smuggest grin on his face, "Where we vampires will finally put you goths in your place and show you once and for all how superior we are to you."
"With a haunted house?" Firkle clarified.
"A haunted house that will scare the pants off you losers!" Annie jumped in.
"Ok, sure," Karen scoffed, "A bunch of plastic bats and fake coffins are going to scare the pants off of us."
"It's more than just that," Annie muttered, rubbing her arm.
"Yeah? Did you add spooky ghosties hanging on wires that swoop down to scare us?" Pete mocked, "Are one of you going to dress up in a rubber mask and pop out of a corner and try to jump scare us?"
Mike glared at him. "You'll just have to find out," he hissed at them.
"No thanks," Michael dismissed, "We'd rather do literally anything else than go to your gay little haunted house." He gestured to his friends and they started to walk away again.
"I get it," Mike called after them, "I should've known you goths were too chicken to try. After all, you're all just a bunch of pussies."
The five goths stopped in their tracks. Slowly, they turned around, glaring angrily at Mike. "What did you call us?" Firkle growled.
Mike sneered at them. "If you're too afraid too try, I understand," he continued, "Our house is pretty hard core, per se. And you guys are cowards."
"We are not cowards!" Henrietta snapped, marching right up to him, and getting all up in Mike's face. In her rage, she failed to notice the blush that was slowly creeping onto his cheeks. "I bet we could make a haunted house that's ten times as scary as yours!"
"Uh, Henrietta, what are you doing?" Pete whispered to her.
"Oh, is that so?" Mike sneered, "Well, how about we make this interesting, per se? Our haunted house against your haunted house. And if we vampires win, then you have to admit once and for all that we're better than you!"
"And if we win then on Halloween night all of you vampires have to give us your trick-or-treat candy plus strip down naked and run through the streets of South Park!" Henrietta shot back. Her friends gave her baffled looks.
Mike's confident look faltered for a moment and he look conflicted. But the moment passed and he puffed out his chest and tried to appear bigger. "Deal!" he said, holding out his hand. Henrietta took it and started crushing it, causing Mike to slowly wither to the ground in pain.
As Henrietta stormed out of the store, her friends ran after her. "Uh, Henrietta, do you know what you just did?" Karen asked.
"Yes," she replied, "I just got us extra candy on Halloween."
"And forced us into a competition with the vampires," Michael pointed out, "We don't even have a haunted house! Let alone the budget for-"
"Shut up!" Henrietta snapped, "I'm angry, therefor I'm right!"
Pete let out a heavy sigh. "Well if we're really going to this, we're going sadly have ask for some help," he said, "Unfortunately."
"Oh! I know who we can ask for help!" Karen exclaimed.
And that's where I'm ending the first chapter. This story is going to be fairly short because I want to get the whole thing out before Halloween. The chapters are also going to be a bit shorter than my usual stories, but I'm going to try to put them out fast. Let me know what you think so far! I have fun writing the goths.