Crystal Lake Picnic:
"ooh, sounds like a nice place for a picnic," says Devil Doll reading the title card and pushing it aside to a partly cloudy day leaping from the white space into the air, doing a little spin in the air so her dress expands like an umbreall and she floats down like a delicate aerial seed to the land below among the trees.
"Ew," she says, "it looks like a mudhole," (having landed on the set of Friday the 13th part 7)
She leaps high into the air, spins, and comes down at another part of the lake, "Now its a swamp," (having landed on the set of Friday the 13th part 3) she says holding her small nose and waving her other hand before leaping back into the air, she comes down to a beautiful crystaline lake.
"Much better," she says with a wide smile, "almost looks like it could go all the way out to sea" she puts her hand over her eyes like a vizor and looks in the distance (she landed on the set of Friday the 13th part 8).
From behind her back she produces a picnic basket and flinging it before her a white and red checkered picnic cloth flies from the basket, spreads out, and gently lands over the grass not far from the water. Little dots of multi-colored light emerge above the cloth and expand into various food products, roasted chicken, sandwiches, soda bottles, all sorts of plates and cutlery, and slices of pink and white cake and even an ice cream soda or two..or three or five...
"Now I just need a picnic buddy," she says clapping her hands together with a wide grin.
In the woods a tall shadowy figure observes the stranger.
"You'll do!" she shouts and *zips* into the tree line and *zips* back with a momentarily bewildered Jason Vorheese.
"Welcome to my picnic," says Devil Doll with a wide smile, "I am NiNi Nana Nina the Darling Devil Doll."
She curtsies, "and you are mister?"
Jason slices down with a machete he had in his hand. In a flash Devil Doll has taken the machete from him, Jason open and closes his gloved fist a few times bewildered looking at his hand. Devil Doll examines the blade, "Nope, too dirty," and tosses it over her shoulder, it spins through the air and embeds deep in a tree. She stomps her foot and a butcher knife flips from the picnic basket, momentarily dawns a little cartoon face and tops the imaginary top hat before changing into a normal blade.
She sits down, careful of her dress and carves a leg off the chicken and holds it up, "Here picnic buddy,"
Jason walks over the cloth, stomping on and kicking over food items. Devil Doll's eyes go wide. Jason reaches down for her, aiming for her neck. Devil Doll grabs his wrist, Jason yanks back, his undead eyes going wide as he can't move.
"Meany!" shouts Devil Doll tossing Jason, hurdling through the air, a hundred feet into the lake.
Her cheeks are puffy and lips pouty., she moves her hand over her face and she is smiling again as if replacing a mask.
"Take two," she says cheerfully, and flings her basket, a new cloth comes out and overlaps the first, the first vanishing under it, mess and all, food items that had fallen out into the grass vanish in colored smoke.
"Ah what a nice day for a picnic," says Devil Doll sitting down and picking up a sandwich, "and this delicious...um...tuna...chicken...sloppy joe chicken...I..."
She looks around and at the sky as though expecting a narrator or someone to explain what it is.
She *shrugs* and takes a little bite out of the edge, and slurps up the innards of the sandwich like a strand of spaghetti.
Jason before long is marching from the lake, holding a harpoon. He marches to the edge of the picnic.
"Hungry after all, gonna play nice now?"
Jason stabs down with the harpoon, Devil Doll flicks the tip of the harpoon like gently swatting away a fly and Jason instead stabs down through the chicken and the ground. He yanks free, the chicken somehow now stuck on the harpoon. He tries again, Devil Doll flicks it away the other direction to impale a watermelon.
Pulling it free and also stuck to the harpoon Devil Doll puts her finger tips to her black inky lips and goes *tee hee*, "That's a funny kabob,"
Jason flings the harpoon sharply throwing the chicken and watermelon off, both vanish in brown, green, and red smoke hitting the ground. If his undead eyes could be said to furrow a brow beneath his hockey mask they would.
He turns his harpoon towards Devil Doll who grabs it with her claw like hand and bends the tip in her palm, "Now, now, you should learn to play nice."
She looks up at him, "Hmm, oh, you're just a little kid arn't you? You want someone to play hockey with you," she stands up and yanks the harpoon free of Jason's hands, with a tap of her foot the picnic blanket rolls up, food and all and folds its self neatly back into her picnic basket.
Jason reaches for her, she tosses the harpoon back to him and does a little spin, dancing a few steps back, "Now, now, its not nice to grab girls little man."
She scolds him, "I know some people like to say little boys picking on girls means they like them, but that's not nice, its every proper lady's duty to teach boys how to behave. You want to play sports right?"
Jason tilts his head confussed.
Devil Doll crosses her arms and nods, "Yep, yep, but I am a a delicate sort of gal. Now there are girls who like to play sports of course, just as there are boys who like to sit down and play calm games. Neither is wrong of course, we all like to play differently, and need to accept that and learn to either compromise with one another or find a middle ground; no need getting upset because things can't be your way every time right."
She cups her hands together under her chin, tilts her body slightly, gives a smile, and her eyes go really big with an odd sparkle that almost gives her pie-cut eyes. Jason's eyes go wide, a strange spark of recognition, a fuzzy memory of sitting in front of a television.
Devil Doll starts to shimmy back and forth and sing,
"Sit down little boy,
Take out your favorite toy,"
Jason actually sits down cross legged on the ground,
"Its time to sing and dance,
Its time to laugh and play,
We can all just get aloooong,
For our happy bright sunny day,"
Jason is actually clapping along,
"Oh, I am NiNi, Nana, Nina,
The Darling Devill Doll,
I'll teach you good,
Just like a proper lady should,
About how to get alooong,"
There is a loud boat horn not far away and Jason stands abruptly and marches in that direction through the trees.
Devil Doll stops dancing and singing, and *shrugs*, she turns towards the tree line, winks, "That's all for today folks," Her arms stretch out and grab into the air manifesting a line of darkness that extendes down and open to form a rectangular frame before her.
A black shadowy square curtain manifests between her and the tree line and irises out. It then fades and she is gone. In the tree line a man holding a smart phone filming what had transpired, is paralyzed, staring at his phone, the iris out had happened wholly within the frame of his filming like he had been watching a cartoon. He hears a humming like the sound of the girl's song just before a crooked harpoon is embedded in his skull making him drop his phone which is still recording, and his twitching carcass dragged off by Jason.
