Author's Note:
Greetings and salutations! This chapter is the alternate ending to the movie. If you've already read this then read it again because I've edited it to make it remotely readable because at first it was the most god-awful thing created.
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Stu sent Billy demented looks, knowing what he had to do. He slowly nodded and said, "Okay..."
His lanky frame turned for the gun, stepping over the tied up and gagged Mr. Prescott on his way to the little table. He bit down on his lower lip in attempt to silence his questionable laughs. Unable to contain himself he glanced back at Billy and muttered, "Sorry, Billy!"
"What?" Billy asked, his eyes squinting lostly.
"I said I'm sorry!" Stu stared at Billy with the dark look on his face.
"Why are you sorry?" Billy asked as he raised his eyebrows. He fearfully thought something was wrong with the gun or something.
Stu looked in Billy's direction and yelled with a menacing tone, "Fuck you, Billy boy! Fuck you!"
Stu stumbled to the table and snatched up the gun quickly as though if he went any slower he would be doomed. He turned the gun towards Billy and blinked a few times as though to clear his vision. He aimed it directly at Billy's head and mocked cruelly, "Incase you didn't catch this part.... I'm going to kill you now, Billy boy!".
"When did you decide upon this?" Billy stared at the gun fearlessly, knowing Stu wouldn't be able to do a spur of the moment murder. Sidney stood there silently as she watched the two psychopaths' every move.
"Oh no you don't!" Stu pointed a finger accusingly at Billy while laughing insanely and saying, "You are not getting a motive out of me! You really don't deserve shit, Billy boy!"
"You're not going to kill me though," Billy said confidently, "You're just the sidekick. You're not the killer who always gets away. I am!"
"Billy boy, its been fun and you were a good friend. Too bad as the killer you sucked!" Stu laughed at Billy's confidence and pulled the trigger on the gun. Billy opened his mouth to protest and got a bullet in the center of his forehead. He fell to the ground dead and the knife he had held in his had fell to the kitchen floor with a clang.
"I'm the killer, bitch! I'm the killer," Stu barred his teeth as he kicked Billy's lifeless body. As he looked down at Billy he said in a psychotically calm voice, "And that is how it's done."
Stu wasn't even paying attention as he turned and squatted down next to Mr. Prescott's tied up figure. Stu's eyes were wide with child like happiness as he said, "I feel a lot better now. In fact, if you didn't already know I was the killer I would let you go. It really sucks to be you..."
The tied up man struggled slightly as Stu held the cold gun against his cheek. With Stu's free hand he waved as he jammed the gun in the side of Mr. Prescott's head. The man's eyes were wide with terror as Stu didn't hesitate to pull the trigger, just like he didn't hesitate with Billy. As the bullet entered Mr. Prescott's head Stu echoed the effect of the gun with a loud, "Bang!"
"So sorry, Sidney!" Stu said with a wide smile as he slowly turned to mock Sidney. She wasn't in sight. He quickly (as quickly as he could with his newly acquired wounds) stood up and violently turned in every direction in search for any sign of Sidney.
"Fuck!" Stu snapped violently. He sighed then said in a calmly annoyed tone to himself, "I knew that'd be too damn easy...."
He was prepared to leave the kitchen to search for her when the phone rang. He jumped slightly then slowly crept toward the phone. He picked it up and asked, "Jay Jay's Pizza Shack. How may I help you?"
"Do you want to play a game, Stu?" The creepy voice asked, Stu knew it was Sidney instantly.
"Sid, let's be a good little girl and come die," Stu said as he stumbled around, noticing his large amount of blood loss.
"I asked you if you wanted to play," The creepy voice repeated her request to play. Stu rolled his eyes and insisted, "Well, I don't really wish too play right now unless we play The Slice and Dice Sidney Up game. Is that the game we're gonna play?"
"Let's play 'Guess Where Sidney Is'."
Stu decided he might as well and questioned, "Alright, let's play. Is Sidney on the front porch?"
"Why don't you look and find out," The creepy voice said.
Stu walked towards the front door, not really thinking over his actions now. The phone fell to the ground when it ran out of cord and the banging noise of it hitting the ground bothered Stu and made him feel uneasy. He stared at the door as he stood in front of it, considering not making the victim-like mistake and opening it.
He decided not to open it and the door suddenly flew open, banging against his face. He backed away, rubbing his face with his free hand as he dropped the gun distractedly.
Sidney rushed in through the door and held a bloody knife in her hand. Tears streamed down her face as she yelled, "You killed my father! Now, guess what?"
Stu cursed then asked, "What?"
"You lose this game," Sidney raised the knife in the air and was ready to thrust it into Stu's chest.
Stu realized this would be the end of his movie so he thought quickly, pointed behind her and said, "Oh fuck! It's Billy!"
She quickly dropped the knife and turned to see no one. She sighed, disappointed in herself, and turned back to see Stu snatch up the gun and knife. Stu laugh menacingly, glad to be in control again.
He mocked, "No, Sid. You lose this game."
A groan came from behind them and Stu violently turned to see Randy slowly standing up, clamping a hand over his bullet wound...
"Hey Randy, nice of you to join us," Stu said with an evil look in his eyes.
"Randy!" Sidney ran to his side quickly and said, "You were right! Stu is the killer!"
"Really?" Randy raised his eyebrows in an unsurprised way. He stared at Stu and Stu stared back in understanding.
Randy finally looked at Sidney then asked in a blank tone, "So, you finally gave it up to Billy?"
She blinked and wondered, "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Well...." Stu explained, "You gotta die now. We've already established that!"
"So Stu," Randy went back to staring at Stu when he asked, "You wanna kill her or should I?"
"I might as well... I don't want you to black out because of it, you big girl!" Stu watched Sidney carefully, watching as she began to back away slowly as she shook her head in disbelief.
Sidney backed up until she was flat against a wall. She inquired as she still was in denial about the truth, "You're joking, right Randy?"
"Not quite," Randy shrugged his shoulders innocently then remembered his wound and asked Stu, "You shot the bastard, right?"
"What do you think?" Stu asked back with an added nod. Randy sighed in a relieved way then commented, "He shot me. I really didn't see it coming."
"Well, your even now because he didn't see his death coming," Stu glanced over at Sidney and stared at her dangerously.
Sidney opened her mouth to say something and Stu cut in, "You want a motive now, don't you?"
Slowly she nodded and Randy answered, "Well, at first I had nothing against you as me and Stu started plotting against Billy. Then I started to slowly get annoyed with you until I hated you."
"We were friends," She pointed out. Randy just laughed and said proudly, "Or so it seemed."
"Okay! Now is the time when we foolishly tell her how we did it!" Stu said excitedly then asked, "Care to do the honors, Randy?"
"You see, Sid, it all started around the time Billy and Stu started plotting to kill your mother. That is when me and Stu started plotting against Billy and of course, you!" Randy explained, nodding towards Stu to continue.
Stu continued the explanation, "Randy, this whole time, has had to act like he had a little crush on you as he sent accusations at everyone. I feel sorry for him really..."
Randy eyed Stu's wounds and asked, "Are you okay? You look like your gonna die."
"I'm fine!" Stu insisted, waving a hand at Randy dismissively. He stared at Sidney darkly and said, "Now we must frame you for everything!"
"Yes!" Randy continued enthusiastically, "We are going to make you seem mentally insane!"
Stu glared at Randy and snapped slightly, "You don't tell her the plan."
"Its not like I gave her details!" Randy defended.
Stu rolled his eyes and while doing so he noticed a costumed figure standing at the top of the stairs. The person stared at him and his eyes widened in horror. The person quickly ran out of eye sight and Stu quickly asked Randy, "Did you see that?"
"See what?" Randy looked around nervously and saw nothing. Stu pointed up the stairs and said, "I saw someone!"
"Fuck!" Randy cursed and looked to Stu for answers in what to do in this situation. Stu handed the gun to Randy and said, "You call the cops and watch Sid and I'll go take care of whoever the hell is here."
Randy nodded in agreement Stu started stumbling towards the foot of the stairs. He finally realized how much blood he was losing. He then crept slowly up the stairs, trying to concentrate on what he was doing. He walked toward the first bedroom he came too and poked his head in. He saw no one and was relieved.
He entered the room and sat down on the bed, overlooking his wounds. He was so fuckin' glad Billy was finally dead. He stared down at his shoes and took in a big breath. Looking down, it was almost impossible to see anyone coming and he didn't.
The costumed person slowly crept up behind Stu with a butcher knife raised in the air. The person was totally unseen until they tripped and fell onto the bed causing Stu to jump up violently and stare at the person while exclaiming, "What the hell!?"
The unknown figure scrambled off of the bed and lunged at Stu, the knife being forced into his shoulder. He gasped and gradually found his way to the ground. He stared up at the masked person until everything went dark and he blacked out.