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Ch. 4: Well, That Was Unexpected

"I'm glad that's over." Marcel sighed. She rubbed the bruise on her wrist idly, mentally wishing for Pennywise to burst into spontaneous flame. Footsteps nearing the bathroom broke her out of her mental cursing.

"Great! Where the hell were you when we needed you?!" Freddy snarled at Jason. "The kid almost gets sucked down a drain, and you're doing what exactly?"

Marcel shook her head and moved past them into her room. As she neared her bed, she noticed a familiar form underneath. "Ghostface, how did you get under my bed?" Ghostface jolted upwards, hitting his head in the process. "Owwww….uh, I kinda slipped out during the fight and crawled under it?"

"Yeah, I got that much. But why are you underneath my bed?"

Ghostfaced cringed. "Uh…well, you see…what had happened was….uhggh…MEFREDDYANDMIKEWEREUNDERHEREBEFOREANDWEHEARDYOUAND….please don't kill me, it was all Freddy's idea, I swear!"

"What?!"

Marcel's second scream brought all three slashers from the bathroom. Freddy mumbled something about not fitting down the drain, but the minute he saw Ghostface begging for mercy, he paled. "What's going on here? Oh, Ghostface, I'm ashamed of you! Hiding under this poor girl's bed like a common pervert! Tsk, tsk, my little friend. Some people just have no class, I'm afraid." He turned towards Marcel, but the look on her face was enough to tell him everything. He was so dead.

"Nice try Krueger. But Ghostface tells me this was your idea. And that he, you, and Michael were there before, which is the only reason you guys showed up so fast after I screamed for help. So what do you have to say for yourselves?"

Freddy lunged at Ghostface, only to be stopped by Michael holding him back. "Let go of me you dumb mute!" Michael just shook his head and dragged Freddy out of the room.

"That was close…" A screeching sound stopped Ghostface from saying anything else.

"What was that? And why's it coming from the bathroom?" Marcel wondered. "Jason? You okay?"

Both Marcel and Ghostface peeked into the bathroom, finding Jason trying to fit his machete down the drain.

"Oh, crap. This is bad."

"What's bad about Jason trying to fit his machete down my tub drain....You know, besides the obvious?" Marcel asked.

"I'll explain in a second….hey, Mikey! We gotta Code Orange in the bathroom! Bring the tranqs!"

Michael walked in holding a long syringe filled with a neon pink liquid. Jason, who hadn't noticed Michael or the syringe, fell over with an agonizing thump as it was plunged into his neck. Michael just dragged him out of the bathroom by his feet, and left the room.

"Okay….that was weird." Marcel said. "So what exactly was wrong with this moment?"

"You might want to pull up a chair. This could take a while…"

A while later….

Marcel, Michael, and Ghostface were seated in Marcel's room, eagerly awaiting the answer to Jason's earlier meltdown. Ghostface cleared his throat and began.

"So, the first thing you need to know is that every year a certain convention is held for all villains, called the Symposium of Evil, and…"

Marcel interrupted. "The Symposium of Evil?"

"Yeah, I know it sounds totally 80's cartoonish, but I didn't make it up. Anyway, it's held every year for all villains. And in case you haven't noticed, that's a lot of evil running around. Sometimes things happen. So last year, we're at the convention, everything's cool, I got a big payday off of the death bets….uh, but that's for another time. So apparently, Jason ran into Pennywise and things got ugly fast. You know Pennywise likes scaring kids, right? Well, he was being a complete ass, trying to scare anything he can find. He tried scaring all those "vengeful spirit" kids, but their chaperone Kayako; that kid with the cat's mom, almost strangled him with her hair. He booked it once the other kids and the cat got involved."

Michael nodded and made strangling and clawing motions with his hands. If Marcel didn't know any better, she would have sworn he was laughing…at least on the inside.

"Thank you, Mikey. So yeah, he's running away from Kayako and the kids and he bumps into Jason. Now anyone who hadn't met Jason would have either apologized and left or introduced themselves. This idiot doesn't do either. Apparently, he has the nerve to turn into Jason's mom and start taunting him! Now everyone knows that is one of the evil world's greatest social faux pas. Ever since Freddy did it, no one even thinks about his mother for fear of getting disemboweled, or worse, spending the rest of their lives as a disembodied head. But essentially, Jason is for the most part, a child…at least mentally most of the time, which puts him under Pennywise's powers. I guess he did some growing up, because we all thought it didn't phase him in the least when he walked away. We were wrong about that too, cause he came back with Elliot's pins and Thomas' chainsaw, pinned the clown to the wall and proceeded to dismember the idiot with the borrowed chainsaw. We're all immortal in our own ways, but that was something else. I don't know if he really got put back together since only his arm came out of the drain, but I doubt he'll be back since he knows Jason's here now."

Michael nodded again making stabbing and revving motions this time, while Ghostface pretended to be in agony.

Marcel laughed and clapped her hands at the performance, then stopped. What was she doing? How could she laugh at such misery, even if it wasn't human? She shook her head. Everything that had happened today just got to her, that was all. She was angry at Pennywise, a little bit of revenge couldn't hurt, right?

"Okay you two, I'm calling it a night." Marcel said. "You two should go check on Jason and Freddy, make sure they haven't killed each other." She stood up and headed for her bed.

"It's okay. Jason should be out for another few hours, and I'm sure Freddy calmed down by now. But just in case, I'm staying away from him. See you tomorrow." said Ghostface.

"Night, you guys." And with that, Marcel fell asleep with ease, waiting for tomorrow.

AN: Sorry this chapter took so long, I was on a forced hiatus with school and all that jazz. Here's a question I've been meaning to ask: Should there be a pairing between Marcel and someone else? Mature content? You guys know the way to let me know. If I get enough answers, I'll let everyone know who won on my profile. Happy summer!