Yup decided to add a new story xD Guess this is the one that's taking the place of the story I'm about to finish :3 So, in this fic, everyone is a child except for the top four killers (Flippy, Splendid, Lumpy, The Mole) and of course Pop since . . yeah he has Cub and everything.
"And we can go on the swings!"
"Or go down the slide!"
"Also we can wash our hands afterwards!"
Cuddles, Giggles, and Petunia giggled amongst themselves as they locked hands and energetically talked about what they could do once they made it to the town's park. There were just so many possibilities! Like playing tag, buying ice cream from the vendor who would always give them discounts, or maybe even chase the dog who usually came sniffing around for food! It was the best place ever, and on a Saturday, there were so many things they could do!
The blonde haired boy raised his fist up in the air, smiling, "Ooh! Ooh ooh! Or maybe Toothy's got a new toy! I remember last time that he was showing me this airplane he had and—"
While he was talking, Petunia's deep blue eyes wandered around the passing neighborhood, spotting Pop pushing his toddler in a stroller, Sniffles messing with the new science kit his mom had bought him a few days back, and then—"Hm?" She stopped walking, Giggles and Cuddles looking back at her as she saw the back of someone's head popping out from behind a bush.
Someone with red hair, to be exact.
"What's wrong?" Giggles questioned, eager to get to the park already.
"Um, nothing but I'll be right back! I'll meet you and Cuddles there!" Letting go of her hand, Petunia jogged down the sidewalk, her navy colored Mary Jane's hitting the concrete as she waved her best friend off. "Go ahead!" Seeing them shrug and wave bye to her, she picked up her pace, wondering what the hidden girl was up to now.
She cut across Lumpy's yard, squealing when his small dog started yapping at and chasing her until it made it to the end of its leash, and made it to the bush. It was about four feet and three inches high, taller than she was, so she had to stand on the tips of her toes just to peek over it.
Confusion spread through her as she saw one of her friends bending over something that she was feverishly working on, dandruff infested hair creating a curtain that hid her face. ". . . ?"
There had to be another way that she could get a closer look, her feet and neck were starting to hurt. She could always go around the bush, and maybe if she was quiet enough, the red head wouldn't see her.
Congratulating herself for the good plan, she dropped to her hands and knees onto the ground, shivering and reminding herself to tell her mom to wash her clothes three times over, and crawled to where the two yards met the sidewalk. The rough cement scraped her palms and knees lightly as she went around the bend the hedge created, glad to see the girl's back still turned to her.
Petunia got up and took out a handkerchief from the front pocket of her dress to wipe the grass stains off of her knees. She tiptoed over the grass, her steps becoming slower the nearer she got to the girl. Eventually, she stopped behind her, holding back her giggle as she looked over her shoulder to see what she was doing.
Flaky brushed a piece of her hair away from her eyes as she continued to scribble on the piece of blank paper she had. Colors, jars of sparkle and glitter, and stickers were scattered around her; the things she was using for her project.
". . ?" Leaning over, Petunia looked at the colorful piece of paper, eyes growing in size at the number of hearts that were either stickers or hand drawn on it. It looked like she had used a whole jug of glitter too . . ! What was it even for . . Then it hit her what it was for, or rather, who it was for.
The crudely drawn stick figure wearing army clothes and holding hands with another, shorter stick figure, a bush of red spikes coming from her head—most likely her hair—in a middle of a big heart was what made her realize that maybe she shouldn't have even seen it after all. Beneath it, written in messy printing, read 'For: Flippy, From: Flaky' one P facing the wrong way and the A looking like a U.
Cheeks red, Flaky added a few more hearts, for the piazza, finding the sudden lack of sunshine annoying. There weren't supposed to be clouds in the sky until next week! . . No clouds . . until next week . . Then what was blocking the su . . Shaking, she turned around, seeing Petunia's face only inches away, interest in her eyes as she examined her picture.
. . .
"A-A-AAAHHH!" she screamed loudly, tears popping into her eyes as she covered the picture. "P-PETUNIA! W-w-wha!" The blood rushed to her skin when Petunia looked at her and blinked.
"Oh, hi," the blue headed girl took in her friend's shaky appearance, the wateriness of her eyes, and the red in her cheeks.
"H-hi . ." Tugging on her knee length sweater, she rubbed her eyes, biting her lip to stop it from trembling. N-now Petunia knew and s-she would tell everyone and they'd a-all laugh at her . . Lowering her head, she tried fighting back the tears of embarrassment.
"Huh?" Blinking again, she understood in that moment that what she had been doing was private, that she wasn't supposed to have seen it . . let alone ogle at it . . Gasping and smiling as she figured out a solution, she held out her pinkie finger, "H-hey! Flaky! Look!"
Flaky looked up, seeing her pinkie and staring at it questioningly, bringing her thumb up to her mouth sadly.
"Don't worry!" Petunia assured, hoping to stop the tears that were about to come out, "I won't tell anyone! I promise!"
"Mm . ." She stood there awkwardly, looking at it for another two minutes before, shakily, raising her hand up and locking pinkies with her. "O-okay . . if you p-promise—Wah!"
Petunia had pulled her into a hug, saying over and over that her secret was safe. "No one will ever, ever, EVER find out about it! My lips are sealed! I even threw away the key that went with it!"
"O-okay! I-I'm g-going to f-fall Petunia!"
She released her, smiling, "Right, sorry. Oh! So what I wanted to ask you! Do you wanna come with me and Giggles and Cuddles to go to the park? It's gonna be a lot of fun cuz we're gonna play games and eat ice cream!"
Digging her foot into the floor, Flaky laughed nervously, her hands behind her back, "N-no I'm o-okay . . Flippy said that h-he wanted me to stay here . . He's going to p-pick me up in a little bit . ."
"Oh! Okay, maybe you can play with us later then?"
"Y-yeah . . Ehe . . I'll s-see you later 'Tunia," smiling, still embarrassed from her freak out only minutes before, she bent down to pick up her things, stuffing the art supplies in a small shoulder bag and edging around Petunia. "I-I'm going to go wait for him . . o-over there!" Turning away, she hid her face in her bag and ran out of the yard.
"Bye? We'll see you later then!"
It had been an abandoned house, how did Petunia even know she had been there . . ! The overgrown shrubs was enough covering so how . . well, she was talking about the girl who could see a speck of dust from ten feet away . .
The young girl was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't see the stuck out foot in front of her until she tripped over it. "Wha-ah!" She dropped her things, falling and skidding her knee on the sidewalk as she fell. Whimpering, she felt the tears again, sitting back on her knees as she reached out for her bag.
"What a klutz~" A hand flashed down and grabbed the strap of her bag, pulling it away from her reach.
"Wha . ." She looked up, stifling a scream when she saw the two masked faces of the neighborhood bullies, the meanest boys around, the ones who always pulled her hair and made fun of her.
Shifty and Lifty.
Shifty swung her bag around in his hand, grinning at her, eyes filled with mischief. "Why are you all by yourself, Flaky? Did your friends ditch you?"
"Or did your 'Flippy' leave you alone?" Lifty added, trying to follow in his brother's footsteps. "How sad~ poor little Flaky~"
She crawled backwards, eyeing her swinging bag and thinking of a way to get it back. As impossible as it was, she needed to! Though, the two had never given anything back to her that they had stolen; the only real thing they had given to her was a mud pie they had dumped on her head . . "I-I'm going to go w-wait for him right now! He'll be c-coming any second now!"
"Oh really?~ does that mean we've got time to show you our new pet?"
Despite herself, she had to ask, "W-what is it?"
"Show her Lifty."
Lifty snickered, pulling out a giant cockroach from his pocket and holding it out to her. "His name is name is Sam~ (xD oh Crystal~). We just found him this morning~ isn't he cool?"
"U-uh . . Y-yes he—" Flaky screamed when he stepped forward, pulled on the front of her sweater, and dropped the disgusting insect in, laughing as she started crying and jerking around. She pulled on her sweater and jumped up, feeling it crawl across her stomach. "AHH! AHH!"
"Heh," Shifty took the time she was panicking in to stop the bag, hold it in his hands, and flip open the cover. Turning it over, he dumped its entire contents out onto the floor, frowning when he saw it only contained glitter and stickers. "Dang it, she has nothing good with her."
Grabbing a colorful paper that had floated down, Lifty brought it up to his face. ". . What the?" He handed it to his brother, unsure of what it was supposed to be.
"What is . ." smiling evilly, he folded the paper and waved it in the air. "Hey look what we got~"
The roach finally fell from her sweater and crawled away, leaving her panting and wiping her face. "Huh . . uh . ." She looked at him, gasping when she saw the paper—her drawing!—in his hand. "H-hey! Give that back! It's n-not y-yours!" Huffing, she tried jumping up to where he was keeping it in the air away from her, only to have Lifty cover her face with his hand as he kept her arm's length.
Laughing at her futile attempts at swat his arm away, he said, "Oh yeah~? You want it so bad? Come and get it~"
"Stop it stop it stop it!" she whined out. "It's mine! N-not yours! Give it back!"
"I think I'm gonna keep it since you want it so—"
"Hey! What are you two brats doing?!" They stopped, uttering an 'uh-oh' before dropping her things and running away down the block in a hurry.
"O-oh!" Smiling, Flaky stopped swinging her arms, yelling out happily, "Flippy!"
What did you think? It sounded better in my mind XD Should I continue this or just leave it the way it is? I have a few ideas for this . . and I'll write the chapters less rushed next time . . Oh! I also want to get your opinions on a genderbent crossover story? I'll be asking this question in my other stories too. Would you want to read that?
Psst . . Crystal . . hi . . c: