Author's Note: Here is chapter two of the "Puppet Master" fanfic "School for Puppets." All I can say is that hopefully this chapter will answer a few questions.
Disclaimer: I do not own the "Puppet Master" series or any of its characters. All right belong to Full Moon Features.
Chapter 2-"Moo"-ving Day
The first fifty miles into the trip were just as Blade suspected, boring. Of course, anybody would be bored if they were stuck in a briefcase with Six Shooter nagging at them wanting to play I spy when they could only see one thing.
"Okay," Six Shooter said. "I spy with my little eye, something black."
"I don't know what it could be," Blade said sarcastically. "Is it fabric?"
"Correct!" Six Shooter cheered.
Blade face-palmed himself. He had a bad feeling that if he were stuck in this briefcase for another minute he would kill himself. But before another round of I spy cold continue on, Robert had slammed on the brakes making the briefcase fall over, causing it to break open and have the three puppets spill out of it.
"What's going on now?" Jester asked.
"Uh, guys, we've got a roadblock," Robert said.
"What is it?" Blade asked. When he looked out the windshield he was pissed beyond belief. "You've got to be fucking kidding me."
There were cows walking all around the road. Apparently the cows were able to break through the fence. Many of them had just stopped to stare at the car carrying living puppets. Angered by all of this, Blade jumped onto the driver's seat and proceeded to honk the car horn.
"Come on you guys, scat," Blade shouted. "Get the fuck off of the road!" A cow looked in his direction and mooed back at him, almost like the cow was telling Blade that he could go fuck himself.
"Oh, so you want to start a fight?" Blade asked in anger. "Bring it on, bitch! I've got a hook for a left hand and a knife for a right! I could cut you up into steak!" Blade jumped out of the car through a window, walked up to one of the cows, and cut it on the back of its leg using his knife hand. The cow did not respond well to this, it took its back leg and kicked Blade in the face.
Everybody else in the car could hear Blade shouting in pain. "Son of a bitch," he shouted. Blade wanted to take another slash at the cow but decided not to risk another kick to the face. Dizzy and angry, Blade climbed back into the car. Jester and Six Shooter were laughing at him in the back seat.
"Oh, ha ha," Blade growled. "I'd like to see you two try and take on those fucking cows."
Jester and Six Shooter said nothing; they just climbed out the open window and walked in front of the cows. Jester tried to get the cows' attention by shouting at the cows and poorly imitating moos, but that didn't work. Six Shooter was the next one to try something. He pointed all of his guns in the air and fired them off one by one. Shortly after that, all of cow scampered on to the other side of the road.
Blade couldn't believe what he just saw. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," he whispered. Jester and Six Shooter entered the car and proceeded to brag about their accomplishment in front of Blade. Blade ignored the two of them and sat quietly to himself. "Can we get back on the road, please?"
"Sure thing," Robert said.
As the car drove off Blade rolled down one of the side windows and shouted out to the cows, "I hope your farmer eats you all for dinner!"
For the rest of the drive everybody was silent. Normally to the puppets it would be boring, but seeing all of the events that took place moments ago they figured a little silence would be good for everybody at the moment. The only thing that was making noise at the moment was the radio, which Blade had turned on to a station that played mainly alternative and metal music. Blade relaxed in the back seat and listened to the music:
Search for the answers I knew all along
I lost myself, we all fall down
Never the wiser of what I've become
Alone I stand, a broken man.
All I have is one last chance
I won't turn my back on you
Take my hand, drag me down
If you fall then I will too
And I can't save what's left of you
Say something new Swallow me under and pull me apart Come back down, save yourself Say something new I wanted to forgive Say something new Holding the hand that holds me down
I have nothing left
I can't face the dark without you
There's nothing left to lose
The fight never ends
I can't face the dark without you
I understand there's nothing left
Pain so familiar and close to the heart
No more, no less I wont forget
I can't find my way to you
And I can't bare to face the truth
I have nothing left
I can't face the dark without you
There's nothing left to lose
The fight never ends
I can't face the dark without you
I'm trying to forget
Don't leave me here again
I am with you forever, the end
I have nothing left
I can't face the dark without you
There's nothing left to lose
The fight never ends
I can't face the dark without you
I forgive, forget you, the end
Holding the hand that holds me down
I forgive you, forget you, the end
About an hour later, the trip was over and they were finally at Carl Toulon's place. The house was a little smaller than most that the puppets saw, but it was in nice condition. Robert and Alex opened the car doors for the puppets and carried them inside.
This amused none of the puppets. "We may be puppets but we can still walk," Jester yelled as if he put a megaphone up to everybody's ears.
"Don't you guys appreciate a ride every once in a while?" Alex asked.
"Yes we do," Jester said. "But we'd still like to maintain a little independence." Blade and Six Shooter nodded in agreement.
Soon everybody was inside the house. The inside was completely different from the outside, almost like a child's play land. Blade's 'bullet eyes' popped out in amazement. Jester and Six Shooter could only gape at the inside of the house.
A man in his mid-thirties with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes came up to the puppets. "Hello I'm Carl Toulon," the man greeted. "You must be Blade, Jester, and Six Shooter. Come upstairs and I'll take you to your room." Carl scooped up all of the puppets in his arms and carried them upstairs.
Alex quickly ran up the staircase. "Jester, weren't you just complaining about how you don't get enough independence?" she asked.
Jester was at a loss for words, so he said the first reasonable answer that came to him. "He's new, so I'll let it slide."
Soon all of the puppets were up in their 'room.' It was a small area up in the attic, dark and dreary. The puppets knew what to do with dark and dreary areas, take anything shiny and tape it up on the walls. This was where the candy from the stockings came in. See, the puppets didn't eat the candy; they just took all of the wrappers and taped them up on the wall for a more shiny affect on them. They kept the candy in a pile, some would be used to throw at the walls, and the rest would be used to bribe Alex into keeping her mouth shut when the puppets got into any trouble.
After three hours of unwrapping and taping, the puppets were done decorating their 'room.' Soon afterwards Robert knocked on the door. "Come downstairs guys," he said. "I've got a surprise for you."
While Jester and Six Shooter anxiously followed Robert out the door, Blade stayed behind and paced the floor. This was confusing to everybody. "Ain't you coming downstairs?" Jester asked, sounding a little upset.
"You guys go on without me," Blade murmured. "I'll catch up with you guys in a minute."
"Well, okay," Robert said. "But I'll let you know, it's pretty awesome." Robert closed the door and left Blade alone in the dark room. Blade went rummaging around on of the boxes Robert left up here, and Blade found a CD that Robert helped him make. It was mainly alternative rock and heavy metal music. After some more searching around, Blade found a plugged in stereo and put the CD inside, though he had a hard time since he had no fingers to do it with. After Blade managed to put the CD in the stereo, he put the CD on track three, his favorite song.
Another day in this carnival of souls And it's almost like your heaven's trying everything All the places I've been and things I've seen 'Cause it's almost like your heaven's trying everything to break me down 'Cause it's almost like your heaven's trying everything to break me down Your heaven's trying everything
Another night settles in as quickly as it goes
The memories are shadows, ink on the page
And I can't seem to find my way home
Your heaven's trying everything to keep me out.
A million stories that made up a million shattered dreams
The faces of people I'll never see again
And I can't seem to find my way home.
'Cause it's almost like your heaven's trying everything to keep me out
'Cause it's almost like your heaven's trying everything
Your heaven's trying everything to break me down
To break me down, to break me down.
Your heaven's trying everything to break me down.
After Blade repeated this song two more times, Jester came bursting through the door. "You've got to come see this, Blade!" was the only thing he said before he started dragging Blade out of the room by his left arm. Blade just sighed as he decided to follow Jester. Now Blade couldn't help but wonder what the surprise was, or what was so awesome about it.
Author's End Note: That was chapter two. Like I said before, hopefully this chapter answered a few questions. More questions will be answered as the story goes on. The two songs used in this chapter were "Without You" by Breaking Benjamin, and "Far From Home" by Five Finger Death Punch. I'm still looking for a beta for this story so if you're interested just let me know through a review or a PM. Please take care!