Thank you people or…persons… so much for wanting me to make a second one. So any way, we'll continue where we last dropped off…
P.S. I changed my writing style to a regular one then how the last story was written like a script, so I hope you don't mind.
Ready…
Set…
BEGIN!
Blade jumped down from the kitchen table after injecting himself with a shot. Him and his crew arrived back home just last night and all passed out from exhaustion once they entered the main lobby. Blade fixed his coat and left the kitchen to see what the others were up to.
Soft screaming could be heard from upstairs. What the heck was going on?
The leader went up to the elevator and heard loud drilling coming from the second floor.
"Oh mien gott, what the heck are they doing in there?"
He noticed the door wasn't closed all the way, so he gently pushed it open.
With a non-amused look on his face he saw that the other puppets were all killing an old caretaker who was watching over the place.
"Oh Hi Blade! As you can see Torch missed somebody when he was staying here." Tunneler said while half way coming out of the man's chest.
"You guys know that the smartest thing to do right now is to pretend that we're not alive."
"We know, but this guy was coming toward Ms. Leech and was about to pick her up."
"So?"
"SO?! He was thinking about selling her and she's your girl and we didn't want anything to happen to her that you were gonna blame us for." The drill puppet wiped the blood off of his face and stepped out from the dead body.
Blade sighed and told the others to clean up the mess they made. Jester tried getting a clothes bag in the closet to hide the body in when Pinhead walked over to him.
"Hey Jester I need to talk to you…" twiddling his thumbs.
"Ok…" looking very concerned.
Pinhead and Jester hid behind the trunk and started talking.
"You know Jane?"
"You mean the girl you were obsessing about and was the only person other then Rick that showed us the least bit of kindness?"
"Yep! That's her, she was so kind, like a…a…"
"A princess?" raises eyebrow.
"That's It!"
"So what about her?"
"I'm just dying to know what happened to her!"
"She's alright, we left hardly any evidence leading to us so that'll be hardly any evidence to put her in court."
"No! I want to know what she's feeling or how she's coping with her father's death!"
"You must really care about her?"
"Yeah…I wish I could see her one last time…"
"No!"
"Huh? But I didn't ask anything?"
"NO! I know where this is going! You'll want to go on another crazy adventure and try to find her!
"No I wasn't!"
"I'm just saying because you sound like you will!"
"Well I'm not!"
"Sure…just remember our family comes before humans…ok?"
"I know."
"OK?!"
Sighs. "Ok…"
Pinhead looked at the ground and wonders what happened to his friend. When the two of them walked away Torch leaned his head out from inside the trunk and scratched his head in confusion, but that would seem like something less to worry about because a truck slowly drives closer and closer to their home.
"You know that place is haunted right?" An old driver with a baseball hat asked.
Sitting next to him was another man who wanted to go to the Bodega Bay Inn "No it's not haunted, there's something worse living there."
"What?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out." He said with a snicker.
"Hey, I can pull this car over right now and make you get out."
"Oh really?" pulls out gun, "Well I'd hate to have to shoot you for that…"
"Whoa buddy!"
(BANG! BANG! BANG!)
The driver was dead on the stirring wheel and the mystery man pushed his foot on the break. He hopped out of the passenger seat, pulled the corpse out, went up to the driver's seat and drove away.
It was silent for a few minutes till he hit the stirring wheel and started yelling
"…GOSH DANGIT! Why'd I pull my gun out! That was so stupid to leak out all that information into an innocent driver guy-
oh look a hitch hiker just like me!" Stops car on the side of the road.
"Hello Stranger."
"Hello! my name is Officer Howard. And I've been stuck out here for almost two days because hardly anybody drives down here and my tires are flat and-"
"Hey, it's ok…just hop in."
"Oh thank you!" tears up a little.
"Are you crying?"
"Yes, it's been like hell trying to get out of here, so…this is the best luck I've had."
"Ok…So where ya headed buddy?"
"How far are you going?"
"To...A hotel…"
"Where?"
"Near they Bodega Bay-ayyyyyyyyy- Beach Valley Sunny Road River!" sweats nervously
Howard blinked a few times and faked a slight chuckle. He knew something was going on…but he didn't know what.
"Well I'll just be dropped off where you're going."
"Fine by me." The mystery man reached for his gun very slowly and stayed very cautious around a police officer for the rest of the drive.
The sun started to go down and was about three in the afternoon. The puppets were all done cleaning the bedroom and continued to scout the rest of the hotel for any other people living there. Tunneler and Pinhead collected brain matter from the corpse and Blade, Jester and Ms. Leech were the fastest of the group and checked the top floors first. Six Shooter and Torch were both done looking on the bottom floor and decided to chat a bit.
"Hey Six Shooter, you know Pinhead."
"Yep."
"Do you know who Jane is?"
"Yep."
"Alright, then who is she?"
The cowboy laid his back against the dresser and let out a huge sigh of boredom.
"She's some little lady who had us in a show ok? And why are you askin' bout her?"
Torch sat down next to his friend.
"Pinhead and Jester were both talking about her…and apparently Pinhead liked her?"
"Heh! That was kinda obvious wasn't it!"
"Obvious?"
"Yep! He always talked about how perddy she was."
"Was she?"
"Ya know I'm getting bored about talkin' bout Pinhead, let's talk about guns n stuff."
"I don't know, it sounded like he really liked her…enough to leave…"
"Now that's ridiculous. Here, let me give you some advice, Pinhead is the type of guy who only daydreams about the perfect girl, not go out and search for her."
"Alright, well you just told me some pointless information I already knew." Torched sat up, dusted off his jacket and walked away from the room.
"Useless?! You didn't know who the heck Jane was until I told ya!"
"Well it wasn't much help."
"Fine, well next time you have a question I won't help you out."
Over on the second floor Pinhead leaped to a potted plant in the hallway. He made sure that nobody saw him. He then carefully crawled down the stairs humming 'James Bond' music.
"Bum Bum Badabum! Bum Bum!" looks side to side.
"I don't see anybody…seems like the perfect time to escape."
He rolled down the few last steps and hurried to the front lobby rr. After leaving the hotel he opened the car doo and stepped in.
"Now, all I have to do figure out a way to see the road and control the pedals and I'll be alright."
Starting the car he heard a slight noise in the back. It could've just been a piece of streamer falling or somebody was probably in the car with him. Letting out a sigh he hopped out and checked the back. Nobody was there and he waddled back to the driver's seat, but on the way he grabbed a wooden beam and entering the car he placed it against the gas pedal. The car jolted forward and he immediately fell to the ground.
"Whoops! Well maybe I need to start out slowly…" Slowly pushing the pedals forward. He jolted forward and stopped, and then he went really fast, then slowed down. It was like a teenager's first time getting in front of the stirring wheel.
After an hour of stopping and going, Pinhead was finally on the main road, until he heard noises coming from the back again. Stopping the car he leaned backwards and glanced in the back of the van.
"WHO'S THERE?"
A slight cough was heard under a blanket. Reaching in the back of the van he pulled it right off.
"Six Shooter?"