It took me awhile, (mostly due to my laziness) but I am finally beginning to write this story. Yes, it is about Mandy's addiction to steak sauce (no, this isn't a late April Fools joke). I was getting tired of all the romance stories, (especially Mandy and Grim romance stories) so I wanted to write something that reflected the content of the show a little better. This story is random and is (lets face it) kind of stupid. Then again, a lot of GA episodes are like that (ever seen that Major Cheese episode?). Anyway, I've had the idea for this story for awhile and I'm glad to finally be able to write it. Reviews would be great, even if you just want to tell me how much me and my story suck. If you are actually still reading this, thanks and enjoy the first chapter.

Disclaimer (I guess I need one of these): I do not own the Grim Adventures of Billy and

Mandy

Mandy's Addiction

Chapter 1: Boredom

It was early afternoon in the town of Endsville, a typical "Anytown, USA". A school bus crawled to a stop as it approached a small suburb huddled next to the city. Crowds of kids, still in their school uniforms, began to move quickly and noisily out of the bus, each one running home, hoping to spend the rest of the afternoon forgetting what they just learned at school.

A small girl named Mandy walked alone, staring at the ground. Her eyes were slanted in an evil glare. Her expression was cold and lifeless, and her yellow hair, which seemed to form two horns on the top of her head, only added to her appearance. She continued to walk through the neighborhood, but finally stopped in front of Billy's house, a boy Mandy had known for most of her life. Mandy walked past the giant tree in the front yard and towards the front door. She began to open the door, but then forcibly kicked it open and marched into the living room.

The Grim Reaper, forced into eternal friendship, sat slumped on the couch, a bored expression on his face. The glow from the television reflected off his white skull as he stared indifferently at some stupid Cartoon Network show. He glanced over at Mandy with the same bored expression, but then turned back to the TV as Mandy glared angrily at him.

Mandy heard a noise and looked towards the corner of the room, where Billy was sitting. He seemed to be entertaining himself, but he faced the wall instead of the TV. He held a huge hammer, which he continued to smash against his large nose, which was stuck in the middle of his egg-shaped head. Each time Billy hit himself, he exploded in a frenzy of idiotic laughter.

Suddenly, he turned around, "Hi Mandy!" He exclaimed in a happy voice, just before he hit himself again.

"Billy, what are you doing?" Mandy asked in an irritated, monotone voice.

"I'm only playing the BEST GAME EVER!" Billy shouted as he continued his 'game'.

Grim finally spoke, "Yes, Billy has been playing that game since he got home." For some reason, the Grim Reaper had a Jamaican accent. "Though I have to admit, its almost more entertaining to watch Billy mutilate himself than watch anything on TV." Grim pointed to the television, which he began to stare at again.

Mandy looked at both her friends, then put her hand over her eyes and shook her head in disgust. She walked into the kitchen and opened the refridgerator, only to find that half of the fridge was full of Billy's favorite snack, strawberry yogurt (which Mandy found sickening). Mandy looked at the bottom shelf of the fridge and saw Billy's "Special Casserole", which was a bowl of green sludge that smelled terrible. Mandy remembered that Billy had used a special ingredient from his cat Milkshake's "secret hut". With her appetite lost, Mandy slammed the fridge door shut and left the kitchen.

Mandy went into the living room to find that nothing had changed since she left the kitchen.

"That's it, I'm through with you cretins." Mandy said. She was bored out of her mind and wanted to go home.

"Bye Mandy!" Billy yelled excitedly, just as he hit himself with his hammer so hard that he rolled to the other end of the room, causing him to laugh uncontrollably.

"Will you knock that off Billy!" Mandy heard Grim yell as she left the house and went onto the sidewalk.

Today was just a boring day. Not that all days were like this when you're friends with the Grim Reaper. Mandy had been on countless (not to mention stupid) adventures with Billy and Grim, but today was just one of those boring days.

Mandy walked up to her own house and realized her parent's cars weren't in the driveway. Then she remembered that her parents had gone on vacation. They had left Mandy home alone because the last time Mandy stayed over at Billy's house things didn't go too well. Plus, Mandy's parents were terrified of their daughter and wanted to get out of the house as soon as possible.

Mandy walked inside and looked at her own TV. It was bigger and nicer than Billy's TV, but Mandy figured that it would have the same boring shows on. She decided not to watch it.

Mandy went into her own kitchen and looked for something to eat in her fridge. As she looked, something in the far corner of the fridge caught her attention.Mandy stared at it for a moment as if in a trance as bad memories crept into her mind. She felt unusually nervous and was even sweating a little bit. Mandy quickly shut the fridge door and walked out of the kitchen.

"There was nothing in there to eat anyway." Mandy reassured herself.

Mandy had spent the rest of the day doing homework and other boring things, but it was finally night. Mandy got ready to go to sleep, relieved that the day was finally over. As Mandy lay in bed, she remembered what she had seen in her refrigerator and that same unnerving feeling returned. Mandy wasn't even very tired to begin with, but she finally managed to fall asleep.

Later that night, Mandy dreamed that she heard an omimousvoice calling her name. Suddenly, she woke up, realizing that the strange voice was still calling for her. The voice had a cryptic tone to it, but Mandy still found herself drawn to it to the point where it seemed to put her in a trance.

"Go downstairs" The voice whispered

Mandy jumped out of bed and began to walk towards her bedroom door, as if she were sleep-walking. Eager to fulfill the voice's every whim, she started to walk faster to the door, which she slammed into.

"Open the door first…" The voice said in a different, almost annoyed tone.

Mandy opened the door and moved very quickly down the stairs (she actually fell down the stairs, which would explain why it happened 'very quickly').

"Step into the kitchen…" The voice commanded.

Mandy stumbled blindly into the kitchen. The voice had complete control over her and not a single thought crossed her mind.

"Come to the light." The voice whispered.

Mandy walked towards the fridge and opened it. The kitchen was flooded with 'the light' from the fridge, which was enough to wake Mandy from her stupor.

Mandy looked around in confusion, the voice that had led her to this spot was gone. Mandy's eyes adjusted to the light and she stared directly at the object in the fridge that had caught her attention earlier. Mandy felt that same unsettling feeling again, but she slowly moved her hand towards the object and shakily picked it up. She stared at the object in her hand, which was in the shape of a glass bottle and which brought back bizarre memories. Mandy suddenly relaxed, and an evil grin come across her face.

"It's been awhile." Mandy whispered to herself. She brought the bottle closer and began to drink.

Oh man, more author's notes. Ooooooooooo, I wonder what's in the glass bottle…. Cough medicine? Mountain Dew? Rubbing alcohol? (sigh) Anyway, that's the first chapter. I know it may be kind of boring in some parts, but I kind of wanted it to be that way (hence the title). The first chapter may seem more on the serious side, but I assure you, it will get less serious (in other words, it will get dumber). This story isn't meant to be taken seriously. I take my hat off to you if you read the entire thing (I wish I had a hat). Like I said earlier, reviews would be nice and hopefully I can get chapter 2 up shortly. Thanks for reading.