Author's Note: Sorry for disappearing off of the face of the Earth. My computer had juice spilt on it and it's getting repaired!
I am doing this little number on my dad's computer and stuff..so ya. And now I'm rambling.
On with da story!
Squee and Nny(Hey! That rhymes!) Belong to J.V. At no point in time have I ever owned these characters, and I never will!
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It was New Year's Eve. A little boy of about six, maybe seven years old was staring at the wall. It was almost midnight. The little boy was no other than Todd Casil, also known as Squee, by a friend of sorts.
His friend would normally come through the window at night, and told stories that did absolutely nothing to help stop the night terrors that plagued his brainmeats. Sometimes, the young boy would hear terrible screams coming from next door, and his friend Johnny C. or Nny, would drop by covered in gore. But the house next door had been quiet lately.
Now, Squee knew that Johnny had gone somewhere, but he never thought that he would be gone this long. Shmee talked less now, and Squee really didn't know why. Add in the fact that his Mother and Father ignored him more than usual, and now he was feeling even more lonely than usual.
He saw that the little and big hand on the clock pointed to the twelve. He heard his father pass by his door saying "Another year spent trying to support the little ingrate." After that, he heard some more sounds and then it was quiet again. Tears welled up in poor little Squee's eyes. He had never done anything to upset them and he tried to make them proud, but he just didn't understand. All he really wanted was to be loved.
Something black flashed across his field of vision. Squee blinked and looked up. It was none other than his elusive next door neighbor. "Squeeeeeeee!" The little boy shrieked and he pulled the covers up to his chin.
"Hey Squeegee. It's nice to see you again." Johnny flashed him a very unsettling smile.
"U-uh..hi." Squee lowered the covers back. Johnny sat at the foot of his bed.
"I just wanted to wish you a Happy New Year's or something." With quite a lot of hesitation on his part, Johnny gave the boy a small pat on the head. Then he slid off the bed and went towards the window.
"Um-uh..thank y-you um..um..Johnny." The little boy's voice wavered but he was smiling a bit.
Nny gave him a little salute. Then he jumped out of the window.
Squee smiled to himself. Johnny seemed to care...Someone had cared.
W00t! Well Happy New Years!One of the first JTHM fics of the New Year!