Wee~ I'm back again with another chapter for Infinite Nightmare! Hope you've enjoyed the first chapter so you'll read this one Hehehes :)
Disclaimer: I do not own the cute HTF cartoon unfortunately.
He ran in the rain, silently cursing himself for letting his other side take over so easily. He busted through her new home's wooden door and ran up the stairs to his father's room. He just have to go to his father. Then everything will be okay. He'll take care of whatever there is to take care of. He will make this nightmare that haunt him for so long go away. Even for a little while.
He stopped in front of his father's study room, remembering that his father always wanted him to knock before entering a room. He inhaled and exhaled deeply before lifting his clenched fist and softly knocked on the door twice.
No answer.
He knocked again, this time, louder.
Still no answer.
"Dad?" He yelled over the sound of the rain beating against the ceiling. No one answered. He opened the door slowly. The study room isn't as big as he think, but still, it's big. About the size of a tennis court. A green carpet is laid on the wooden floor that stretch towards a big office table with a piece of paper on it in the middle of the room. On both his side are large bookshelves filled with books. The large office chair behind the office table has been turned so that the person sitting on the chair is facing a large tinted glass window. Flippy ran up to the chair and turn it around.
It's empty.
He then reached for the paper on the table and turned it over. "FLIPPY" was written on it with his father's handwriting. He unfolded the note and read.
"Flippy: I'm going out for a few hours and probably won't be back until midnight. Dad"
He spitted in disgust. "Must be going to the nearby red district," Flippy muttered. He compress the note into a ball and threw it towards a portrait of his parents hanging on the wall. The paper ball hit his father right in the heart. He walked around the table and slumped into the chair.
Ooh, pussy, feeling bad about what happened with that chick?
"Shut up." He turned his head to the left and muttered at his other side.
I was thinking of cutting off her hand to hang it on the trophy wall.
"Shut up!" He roared when his other side didn't shut up. "What the fuck does that do for you?" He felt his lips curl up into a grin and he punched himself hard. Blood started flowing down from his nose and out his mouth. He stared up and the ceiling, as if he could see through it and watched the rain fall onto the roof.
"Heh." He wiped away the blood from his face, "If I could wish for one thing, I would wish that you're dead,"
Kill me then.
He chuckled at his other side's respond and added silently to himself, I will.
"Honey, you still need rest. Why don't you just stay at home today?" Flaky's mother stood in the doorway, blocking Flaky's path. She missed school for three days thanks to Flippy. She was planning on staying at home longer but Petunia and Giggles told her that today at P.E. they're going to play baseball. Even if she couldn't play, she wants at least to watch them play.
"Aww, but mom! You know how much I love baseball," Flaky whinned. It isn't her nature to whine but if that's the only way to convince her mother into letting her go to school, she'll gladly do so.
Her mother's features softened, "Well... okay. But you've got to promise me you're not going to stay for any club practices and come on home right away after school ends." She nodded happily and ran out the house when her mother stepped aside.
She sat down on the bench where all the others who aren't playing baseball sat. She sighed again for the 18th time today. Who knew she had such bad luck? Is her luck that bad? She slapped her head with her good hand. Why is Flippy in my class?
"You okay, Flaky?" Giggles leaned down and asked. The coach gave her a 5- minute break. She wrapped a towel around her neck and sat down next to Flaky. "How's the wrist?"
"It's fine," Flaky lifted her head and looked at Giggles. Giggles has on what every other girls has when it's P.E. period. But weirdly enough, her pink bob hair and eyes makes the white T-shirt and black shorts looked hot. She turned her gaze to Petunia who's hitting a homer. She looked just like a diva. Her long blue hair is tied up in a ponytail again with her favorite flower pin on her head. She got a wide grin over her face as she scored. She jumped up and down happily. When she noticed Flaky looking, she waved. Flaky waved back.
When Giggles and the girls start another game, the guys came to the field. Apparently, their coach has gone for a bathroom break. In the group of guys that's approaching them, Flaky could make out Splendid, Toothy, Cuddles and the annoying twins, Shifty and Lifty. Flippy was nowhere to be seen. Some of the guys whistled at the girls who's playing while the girls shot them glares. Splendid reached Flaky in a few steps. He eyed her wrist that's still wrapped with bandages with a question mark on his face.
"I heard of it from Petunia. How's your wrist?" He sat down next to Flaky and gently touched her wrist. She flinched and he pulled back his hand. "Still hurt, huh..." His features tighten and for a moment he reminded her of Flippy when he bent her wrist and took out her fingernails. She mentally slapped herself.
Splendid stared at her hand for a long time, he finally took his eyes off her hand when Cuddles yelled for him.
"Coach's coming back! Let's go, Splendid!"
"Coming!" And he ran back to where he came from.
Flaky sighed and slouched in her seat. She stared up at the clear blue sky. The sound of girls yelling, the coach blowing his whistle, the bat hitting the baseball started to sound distant. She smiled at the comfort the sounds are giving her.
"Flaky," She lifted her body and saw Flippy standing in front of her, keeping a distance. His eyes are locked on her wrist. "I'm really sorry about what I did,"
Flaky sat there, her body very still. She stared at his green eyes. They don't seem to be glowing yellow. She looked him from top to bottom. His forest green hair is more wilder than the last time she seen them, he has on the new white T-shirt, a black tracksuit and a camouflage beret. His arms are covered with muscle but he's quite small for someone who works out. But he's still larger than Flaky.
When Flippy started to get uncomfortable about Flaky's staring, he shifted from one leg to another and asked, "Is you hand... okay?"
Flaky started to nod, but then shook her head, "It hurts." She gently caressed her hand and her whole body jerked when she accidentally pressed too hard. "Ow..."
"..." Flippy stared at her blankly. Flaky just kept her eyes on her hand. "I'd better go-"
"Fields! Stop flirting and get your ass back here!" Mr. Lumpy, the boy's coach, yelled and smashed a bat to the floor.
Flippy's body bent forward as he muttered, "Shit... Not here..." He struggled for a while then the yellow glow is back into his eyes. Flaky watched in horror as he slowly straightened his body. He was standing just a feet away from her.
"Oh, hello." He smirked. "How's your hand? Still twisted?"
Flaky just stood there and stared at his yellow eyes. She swear it is the most scariest thing she has ever saw.
"Field! Come back here at the count of three!" Mr. Lumpy yelled. He's getting pissed.
"Flaaaaky," He said playfully and chuckled, "the coward likes you," He turned and walked with his hands in his pocket towards Mr. Lumpy.
What happened next, Flaky just stood there, along with everyone else in the field, watching, as Flippy punched the life out of the large Mr. Lumpy. He first pounced onto Mr. Lumpy and knocked him down. Then he took Mr. Lumpy's arm and twisted it so that forearm is facing outside. He laughed wickedly and punched him in the stomach a few times, making Mr. Lumpy cough blood, before lifting Mr. Lumpy's body up and smashed his arm into the ground just like what Mr. Lumpy did to the bat.
Mr. Lumpy scream in agony before passing out. Flippy stepped on his head and chuckled. "That wasn't much of a fight." He grinned, showing his sharp teeth, before he shook his head and looked around, wondering what happened. Mr. Pop, the girl's coach pinned him down right away.
Flippy struggle to get loose, but it didn't work. During the struggle, his dog tag fell off along with the camouflage beret he wears. He then was silently taken back into the school's main building.
Flaky picked up the dog tag and beret. They're covered in Mr. Lumpy's blood. She turned the dog tag around and gaped at the text written on it.
"Flaky."
Soo... there you have it. The second chapter to my first ever fanfiction! :D Review pretty please... *dog eyes*
