Okay, okay, here's the second chapter for this story. I'm sorry that I only gave you one chapter and left you all hanging. I didn't think anyone would really care about my Slappy story. But then I saw all the reviews and faves that it received over the year, so I'mma give ye all a story I hope you'd really like. (Also, I kinda got lost in the dreaded Writer's Block: I really didn't know what to do next. But I somewhat do know.) I, Cerzylaneum'Callist-11, do NOT own R.L. Stine's great and almighty-powerful Slappy. But I
So, if you except my stupid apologies, let's go on into the story, eh?
Chapter 2
If the all of the residents of the Esdras Home were to look outside their front window, they'd see a soaked J'klynn Esdras, carrying a rather heavy trunk by one hand.
"Damn it," she thought grumpily. "I'd forgot it was gonna rain. Damn."She trudged toward the house and up the steps, hefting the trunk along with her.
She was tackled in a little hug as soon as she entered the home.
"Ja-ken! Don let Mel-o-ry hurt hair! She make my hair hurt bad!" J'klynn's baby sister Rhylyi cried, hiding behind her big sister in fear.
Just then J'klynn's other younger sister Melaaloryy Esdras entered the room with a little pink brush.
"Where. Is. She?" She panted, face flushed probably from running after the little speed demon.
"Nunya. What are you doing to her?"
"What?! Have you NOT seen her head? It looks like a baby troll was born in there and started rolling around! She has your hair!"
"Aw, why don't you just give me the brush and go to your room and read your girly mags or something. Leave her alone."
"Whatever. Side with her. As if I care." Melaaloryy huffed, flipped her dark hair, and strutted toward her door.
Rolling her eyes, J'klynn just picked up her sister with one arm, hefting her up, and carried her and the trunk to her room.
"It's gonna be alright Rhylyi. I'll take care of you."
"Yaaaay, tank yous, big sista!" She cried out in joy, hugging her again.
She carried the trunk and her sister to her room.
Setting her sister on her bed, she lifted the red trunk up on the bed too.
"Whah's dat?" She asked, hopping up and down.
"A present your big brother Kaedzn gave me."
"Ooooh, can I see? Can I?" She squealed, jumping up and down.
"Sure! And I bet he'd be happy to meet you too," She smiled, pulling the jagged key out of her pocket.
After unlocking it, she slowly opened the trunk. Lifting the wooden person out of the trunk, she set him on the bed, sitting up with the help of some pillows.
"Rhylyi, say hello to Slappy here," she smiled, jestering to the wooden man.
Rhylyi stared right at him, looking at his green eyes with her light brown ones. Then she backed away from him. Looking up at J'klynn she said, "he looks mean, sissy. I don like 'im."
"Aw, no he doesn't. I think you hurt his feelings, Rhylyi! I'm sure you scared him too! Poor Slappy ..." J'klynn replied, faking sorry-ful sympathy for the now 'sad' ventriloquist dummy.
"Oh, noes! Ish sowwy, Mr. Swappy!" Rhylyi cried in worry, crawling over to him and giving the dummy a hug.
"Yous no meany. Yous nicey. Rhylyi sowwy. Rhylyi sowwy lots."
"Okay, okay, I think Mr. Slappy forgives you. Why don't you keep talking to him while I get you something to eat, okay?"
"Otay! Mr. Swappy, do you like cartoons? Rhylyi loves cartoons. Cartoons are nicey. Especially Punj-Bob Skare-Pans. He's a yewwo punj under de sea. And do yous like col-rin? Ish love col-rin. I like col-rin de col-rs pink and blue and or-j and purple and a lots.."
She continued as J'klynn just shook her head and left the room. As she was walking down the hallway, two identical dark redheads raced toward the kitchen, pushing each other into the walls.
"Hey dipshits, stop it. Things like this set bad examples for the Littles," she said sternly, shoving them away from each other and into the kitchen.
"Nu uh, we're teaching them how to be awesome!"
"Yeah, awesome!"
"Whatever, dorks."
Xxykk and Ttykk Esdras raced toward the fridge, trying to get to the lunch meat first before the other brother could.
"Grow up."
"Grow down." They said in union, still fighting over the meat.
"Whatever. Do either of you two know where Mom and Dad are?"
"Nope, and don't care."
"Yep, don't care."
"Well gee, you sure are fucking helpful," she growled, ripping the lunch meat bag away from them to make Rhylyi a sandwich. Setting the sandwich on a plate with a few potato chips, she sat in on the kitchen table and got a juice box.
"Rhylyi, come eat!"
A few seconds later, the little long haired girl skipped over and climbed into the chair.
"Tank yous, sissy! Yous were right, Swappy ish nicey! And he even said he really likes yous!" Rhylyi giggled, nibbling on a chip.
"Oh he did, did he?"
"Yah, he said dat yous ish vewy pretty."
J'klynn raised an eyebrow but shook her head.
"Okay Rhy. You just eat. I'm going to take a shower. Rain is very very cold." She said, shivering.
"Otay, say hi to Mr. Swappy fo me!"
J'klynn climbed up the stairs to her room.
Once she opened her door, she smirked at the dummy.
"Rhylyi says hi."
J'klynn started taking off her cloths, preparing for her shower. As she took off her shirt and was about to remove her bra, she had the sensed that eyes were on her. Looking at her door, she saw that it was closed. J'klynn quickly locked it.
"Just in case," she thought. "Just in case those dipshits brought some of their pervy friends over."
She then stripped any clothing off her body, feeling secure that no one was watching her, since her window was covered by her deep purple drapes.
After tossing her soaked cloths into the closet, she still had the feeling that she was being watched.
For some reason, she wasn't sure why, she turned her head to look at Slappy.
Abnormally enough, said dummy had his deep mossy volumes targeted on her.
"Woah ... like what ya see, buddy?" She joked.
"Rhylyi must of accidentally moved his head or something while hugging him," she mentally answered.
"But if I didn't know any better. I'd be a nutcase and assume that he's actually fucking staring at me … good thing I'mma bitch and not a crazy, then."
She shrugged her shoulders and walked into her bathroom.
Around five minutes later, she pulled the shower curtain back and dried off with a towel, then wrapped it around her body, tucking the corner in it so it wouldn't fall off.
Walking back into her room, she noticed that the space where Slappy occupied before was now empty.
"Huh. Guess Rhylyi ran off with the little guy," she muttered to herself, just about to make a step before she saw the dummy sitting on the floor next to her bathroom door, staring up at her.
"Holy shit!"
Surprised by a great deal, she jumped a few feet away from him.
"How the hell didja get there?!"
Shaking her head, she just scooped him up in her arms and laid him down on her bed.
"No moving unless I say so, got it?" She retorted to the 'lifeless' thing.
Turning her back toward him, she pulled out clothes from her dresser, slipped off her towel, and began dressing.
Once J'klynn was finished she turned to find Slappy sitting up.
Staring at her.
Her eyes widened. "What the hell? Oh God, I am becoming a crazy … shit." She just pushed him to the pillows so she could stretch out on her bed.
"Mmmhhfff …"
"Sissy, I'm done eatin nows!"
"Okay, okay. I'm coming."
She stretched before hopping off her bed to unlock her bedroom door, letting in Rhylyi.
"C'mon, it's time to brush your hair."
"But Ja-kin …"
"Don't Ja-kin me, Rhy. No buts. C'mon, you know I brush a whole lot better than Melaaloryy." She countered, pulling out the little pink brush.
"Yeah …"
J'klynn pulled the six-year-old onto her lap and started telling her stories as she gently brushed her hair.
Once she was done, she patted her back, signaling to the child that she was finished.
"Yayy! Mr. Swappy, look at my hairs! Aren't they pwetty hairs?"
"Okay, silly butt. Go bother your brother Llysun. Go see what he's up to, can you do that for me?"
"Yah, otay!" And with that the child ran out of her room, entering her mission on annoying her very smart fourteen-year-old brother.
"Ahh. Finally. Quietness," she moaned in satisfaction, again stretching out onto her bed.
She didn't notice how quickly two moss green eyes fixed themselves onto her when she moaned.
Just then, two sixteen-year-old twins barged into her room.
"Say Jacky, can you make us dinner pleeeaaaase?"
"Yeah, pleeeeaaaasee?"
"You two are grown enough to cook for your own fucking selves," she said, glaring at the redheads.
"Yeah, well, you cook food for Melaalory, Llysun, and Rhylyi, why not us?"
"Yeah, are we unloved?"
"Yes, you are unloved. And I cook for them because they are too young to cook!"
"Fuck that, Llysun is fourteen and Mel is thirteen, they can cook!"
"Have you fucking seen Melaaloryy's cooking? She burns water. And Llysun, as smart as he is, he would live on nothing but Ramon noodles if you let 'im."
" …. Please?"
"Pretty please with your stupid dummy thing on top?"
"Okay first of all, he's not stupid. Second, get the fuck outta my room." She growled, beginning to get pissed.
Xxykk turned his head to look at his brother.
"Yeah Ttykk, get out."
"Hey, you ass!"
"Oh no, I mean both of you. Get out now before I make you into ventriloquist dummies!"
The twins gasped in horror. "..Y-you don't even know how! And .. you wouldn't do that to your own siblings … you wouldn't!"
"Boys, look around my room. There is darkness everywhere. I'm not afraid of anything. And I know how to do so, thanks to the movie Dead Silence," she said in a dark voice, a wickedly evil grin stretched over the skin they could see that her hair didn't cover.
And with that, they vanished, with only the traces of echoing screams of horror.
Closing the door, she pretended to laugh evilly, but it faded to just cute giggles.
"Ahhh … gotta love siblings."
She went over to her bed and moved Slappy to where he was sitting on her bed where it met the wall, his wooden back against it.
She crawled underneath her covers, getting comfortable.
Once she did, she looked up at Slappy lazily, a smile on her face.
"Guess I'mma be stuck here in the house for a while, being suspended and all. So I'll have time to fix her bed where it met the wall, his wooden back against it.
She crawled underneath her covers, getting comfortable.
Once she did, she looked up at Slappy lazily, a smile on her face.
"Guess I'mma be stuck here in the house for a while, being suspended and all. So I'll have time to fix ya up with a brand new paint job, how does that sound to you? Maybe I'll even find you a flower to put in your breast pocket, along with that paper of yours. Sound good?"
As if waiting for a reply, she just continued looking up at him.
But suddenly her imagination made her thing that he winked at her. Shaking her head, she just closed her eyes.
"Damn … didn't think I'd go insane at such a young age," she muttered dramatically. "Good night, Slappy."
Minutes later, the seventeen-year-old girl dozed off, breathing ever so slowly.
A wooden hand gently brushed her cheek underneath her ebony hair.
"Goodnight, my J'klynn."
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So, there's your second chapter! Yeah, I know it wasn't really much, and for that I apologies. But at least it's something, right?
Review! ;3