Author's Note: Sorry for the hiatus! Now I'm back!


Wait a Minute- WTF Just Happened?

(Talking to their own selves, Angelique's Anger, and the Love of Real Estate)

Within five minutes after Angelique angrily storming out, the others smiled proudly, encouraging and praising Butterball for his courage while he absorbed it all happily from the satisfied Nikoletta and Chatterer.

But in between it all did Pinhead seem to find himself frozen within it all, dazed from reality as he tried to re-trace his steps as to what just exactly happened from just five minutes ago to as far as traveling to Earth. Well, in starters they went in human disguise, discovered the vast strange improvements in technology and such, were thrown out of a public library, broke into Kirsty Cotton's house with bitter luck-

Well, not too bitter luck, as he reached down to the hidden pocket from his casset, where was the journal of Kirsty, a personal one similar in substitute to her diary, perhaps? So, in his own secrecy he stole her 'NOT diary' behind his own troops back for an unknown reason he couldn't quite think of. Rather, he found himself curious as to the secret thoughts of the child he had restlessly pursued in the earlier years before. And that wasn't anything falling into the humans terms of 'creepy' or 'stalker', right?

"Of course not." he muttered aloud to himself in assurance, causing the others to stare over at him skeptically.

"You...you don't think Angelique deserved that insult, Master?" Chatterer slowly asked, confused and a tad skeptical at the oddity randomly spoken outloud.

Pinhead felt his cheeks tingle to something in a rosy change, which luckily was concealed well as he quickly turned his back.

"N- No! Well, I have no such say in my own opinion. Though...drop this nonsense immediately!" he ordered in order to get them to quit acting so childish in one minor victory of an insult to the easily angered princess.

The three Cenobties sulked their shoulders, understanding and turning briefly over to the nearby window, wondering if Angelique was nearby or soon to return from her sudden storm. Did they actually care? Oh, well, of course not. Not at all. Personally, Nikoletta hid a small grin that teased her lips in her violent thoughts of hope that Angelique would never return or stumble as far as to being hit by one of the human's automobiles.

But the princess's whiney shriek could be heard from a mile away, frightening away several street cats into running spree, making her sigh.

"Damn." Nikoletta mouthed, but realized it was made audible for the other two to hear, whom sniggered under their breaths as well to hide it from their estranged Master who had stranded himself to the corner nearby of this rather unsanitary room of backstage to this rowdy club of obnoxious screams.

Pinhead groaned, rolling his eyes. "Dear Leviathan this club is even more obnoxious than when we were summoned four times by those young adults at that Boiler Room club." he rolled his eyes, shuddering at the memories and thanking Leviathan over and over that he didn't have to live in the human time period of such idiocy. And those morons- J.P. Munore, the spoiled brat owner of the club, Terri- his rather favored lover of many who was desperate to finding a way to dream, Jimmy Hammerstein- the deejay to the club and good friend of J.P who had stumbled into the Cenobites at the wrong time, and then Shana Harley, rather from what would have been soon Shana Hammerstein, who would desperately do anything to be with her 'Jimmy'. Powerful Cenobites as they may be...they were either love struck at times or rebellious morons.

In short comparison, the kids of the Boiler Room in comparison to these here at this club looked like they could be high college professors.

"FUCK YEA! CENOBITE! CENO-BITES! CENO-BITES!" came the gruff roaring cheers of the male humans, obviously eager and in hunger for...well...them? And their apparent music of this so called genre normally for what is the basic word in geology with 'rock'...in which thet made up within minutes..

And then it them.

"Wait." Pinhead abruptly said in complete surprise, startling the rest of his group the almost jump as the sight of their Master in wide eyes, literally frozen like a block of ice, made them all simontaneously gulp.

"NO!" Pinhead added.

"No?" Nikoletta softly replied, staring up confused.

"No?" Chatterer added as well.

"No?" Butterball decided to follow the truth.

"No...no..." Pinhead said as things nearby had begun to rattle and shake, making Chatterer protectively grab ahold of Nikoletta while Butterball...grabbed a lamp for protection.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Pinhead suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, hands shaking in fists as he roared to the ceiling in whatever disbelief he was in, with this apparent 'no' lasting longer than five minutes.

"I didn't know humans annoyed him that much." Nikoletta breathed, speaking lowly and glancing wide eyed to Chatterer.

"I didn't know he could hold in that much air." was all he could reply.

"I didn't know we were supposed to make any friends so I talked to a bunch of young girls at the library and became a part of their fan club and promised I'd come to the library next week and help them roleplay as Edward Cullen from Twilight." Butterball blurted out, face turning to a beet red in embarassment for admitting his mistake.

While Pinhead was still currently preoccupied with his never ending 'NO', Chatterer and Nikoletta took the time to groan at their obese friend.

"You moron." she hissed, rubbing her forehead and temples.

"Ah this plan is just going beautifully." Chatterer nodded in remark.

"OOOO- wait. What?" Pinhead turned, FINALLY finished with his random outburst of a remark, and blinking his coal eyes in interest as to whatever small conversation was going on behind his back.

"Nothing." all three grinned and said aloud, well aloud and telepathically in Chatterer's case.

There was an awkward pause, with nothing heard in the moment but Angelique violent shirek and swears, tossing debris about and sending it sailing across alleyways in her storming fury, throwing punches through brick walls to make large, gaping holes- for some strange reason muttering all but Pinhead's name aloud, making the three Cenobites that weren't Pinhead (Not like there's any other Pinhead out there) gulp.

Finally, the door opened to a strangely calm Princess Angelique as she casually strutted through the room and even made a light purr, glancing briefly to Nikoletta, then to Chatterer, then glare deathly at Butterblall, before glancing to Pinhead.

"What did I miss Xipe? Was my presence needed or missed?" Angelique sang softly in her seductive voice, as usual up to nothing but the seduction crap. But personally, the others were still on the part about Angelique's fury and then strangely turning calm after unleashing hell upon the nearby alleyways and buildings.

"I'd answer no normally. We needed your presence to be missed, your highness." Chatterer sniggered secretly over to Nikoletta, who couldn't help but let out a loud giggle to catch Angelique's attention and briefly glare as Xipe sighed and answered in between what would've started off as another ugly argument.

"We cannot let our immaturity get the best of us. But unfortunately we're too late, humans are aware of us without our human disguise, at a growing popularity. This cannot be good." he explained to the others, who paled at realization to it.

"So...we're screwed?" Butterball softly asked.

"No we are not 'screwed'. And for Leviathan's sake Butterball STOP repeating phrases of such language from those dim witted teenage girls you meet previously at the library!" Xipe said, waving his hands wildly about, making the adorable obese Cenobite quiver his lip and stare hurt.

"That's hurtful." he sobbed, ducking his head down while Pinhead groaned, rubbing his temple and sighing an apology to him while Nikoletta turned to notice from the outside window was an army of ferocious young girls from pre-teens to teenagers almost adults, all screaming wildly and obsessing over- Chatterer! Tey were calling over and over to the security guard blocking the door in demand that the 'Mysterious Guitar Player' be the bearer of their children and was as apparently attractive as some other person they idoled named 'Justin Bieber'.

Pffuit! Who did those girls think they were anyways? A bunch of air headed screaming fools, 10x dumber than Butterball or Angelique at their worst. And they actually thought they deserved to be consorts with a Cenobite- more or less Chatterer of any of them, feeling anger stir in her as she frowned.

Wait, there was no freakin' way she Nikoletta was actually- pffuit! Jealous.

"Xipe?" Angelique asked, even she became concerned once she officially became concern at Xipe's pacing about, grumbling and muttering random inaudible words with a cross face, bringing Nikoletta back to focus on the present moment of apparently her Master having gone to the level of insanity.

"THAT'S IT! I AM THE WAY TO THE SOLUTION" Xipe yelled suddenly in his own version of saying 'Eureka', hand raised high and finger pointing upward to the ceiling.

The reaction was pretty miserable for the others, as they all craned their necks upward to see if something was on the roof.

"Are we going to heaven?" Butterball asked curiously and innocently, as Pinhead immediately scowled and slapped his forehead silently to not catch the attention of the others in that before shaking his head.

"No my obese friend- friends-"

"Are you saying we're fat?" Nikoletta gasped, rather offended by that- and admittedly even Angelique had to agree on that one was the two women crossed their arms and glared.

"Ugh. No. For Levitahn's sake you nit wits..." Pinhead muttered the last part under his breath, once again catching the unhappy glares of the others, all eyes focused on their Master.

"I really find it quite bothersome when you all proceed to glare at me like that." Pinhead huffed, in a light effort to change the subject back to what he tried to say before.

"-In an alternative to the plan of extracting revenge on the human Kirsty Cotton, we are to remain in our human disguises under the alias of...her neighbors." he explained of his second plan, making all the others gasp.

"OH NO!" someone shrirked to add dramatic effect in their shrilly voice, obviously having come from someone within this room. Pinhead looked automatically to the two women who could most likely reach that high, but neither one had said a thing- and then Pinhead looked to a currently mouth is covered Butterball...so yep. That pretty much explains that.

Narrowing his coal black eyes, Pinhead opened his mouth to say something again but was interrupted by the sudden knock on the door of nearby.

"Who is it?" Butterball called, as Angelique glared at him, though didn't cover his mouth...not since she didn't want a repeat of before.

"Shit! Those hyper huamn fan-girls are after me!" Chatterer panicked, tensing a bit.

And by then, the Cenobites went into "Defense Mood" or something of that, you know. Cause...no one really took the idea to naming any type of pre-planned or trained actions for the Cenobites. Anywhoo, Pinhead narrowed his eyes even more to a nasty glare of 'bring it on' and prepared to summon the chains, Angelique arched her left brow high as her nails became deathly sharp like knives (An ability as a demon she had been able to keep), Nikoletta grabbed two sharp knives kept on her belt, sharpening them together, Chatterer braced to grab anyone and well...stick his fingers in their mouths and Butterball- wait. Where did Butterball go?

"Sure y'all won't be needing me! Bye!" our obese friend grinned, cowering in a corner trembling. Everyone frowned at him but quickly turned back to the door when Pinhead counted to himself to open the door.

3...

2...

1...

NOW!

They all jumped forth at inhuman speed, with Angelique kicking down the door in such a matter usually found in the stunts of action movies, all four braced to attack at the man in front of the door.

"Ack! What the fuck man?" shouted the voice of none other than an average, harmless human guy.

"You have gay fans?" Butterball assumed, obviously meant to be talking to Chatterer. Whether or not he was serious it was pretty hard to tell, but either or, Nikoletta wasn't laughing while she flipped the bird at him in automatic defense to Chatterer.

"Wait. NO!" Pinhead shouted again to the others, raising a hand to stop them form doing any such violent acts to this poor, frightened man. In defense, the man had raised a clipboard high above to cover his face in protection.

"No? AGAIN?" Nikoletta dryly frowned since admittedly she was in a bit of the mood for some nice violent action. Not that she was bloodthirsty or anything, but, come on. Being stuck on a mission with someone as irritating as Angelique for her, it was enough to make a nun go bloodthirsty. Oh wait- Nikoletta was a young nun in her human life. So...I wonder..then...bad joke.

"Yes NO!" Pinhead sarcastically remarked.

"So that would be a yes? Or a no?" Chatterer made a snarky remark, folding his arms.

"NO DAMMIT!" our pin headed Cenobite stomped, beginning to throw a temper tantrum in front of his troop while the four in front of him were still frozen on the fact there was a human guy right there behind their Master.

"What?" Pinhead turned around, briefly glancing at the human before turning back to open his mouth and say something to his troop when within seconds later he understood and froze pale as well, quickly swinging to his feet, and turning over to grin nervously.

"Pardon me for our...our rude behavior. May we help you?" he said, attempting to cover up whatever amount this man had walked in. The man, who had still kept the clipboard to his face, lowered it down to the familiar face of a pair of dark sunglasses worn despite it being night.

"You know I will never understand the meaning behind that fashion phrase." Chatterer commented quickly over to Nikoletta, who nodded wordlessly in agreement in a skeptical manner for the human.

"You were the man who dragged us onstage!" Angelique accused, pointing straight at the man with the sunglasses, who seemed to jump suddenly at Angelique pointing at him simply. Ironic, earlier before this was a guy who was a complete ass. Yet now...

"M- My ap- apologies. You see I...uh..well you guys were such a successful hit off that I wanted to congratulate you on the fact you managed to impress those old hag of a bunch of judges. You'll b- be moving on the semi-finals in the Battle of the Bands competition, and I was wondering if you'd guys would like another gig here. As well as a contract for here?" the guy offere, growing back into his usual snotty confidence as he had approached Pinhead and nudged him in the chest- mistakeningly at where he still had the bleeding wounds and the man ended up staining his shirt.

"Aaawww...what the fuck is WRONG with you people?" the guy moaned at the blood, staring up mortified at the realization these guys weren't wearing red make-up like he had simply assumed before.

"Uh..well..." Pinhead, Nikoletta, and Angelique trailed, unsure of how to exactly answer a delicate question without enterting the 'unnecessary' details of...well...they work for a giant floaty diamond deep within the pits of Hell itself and that they were mutilated human beings from the earlier years of the twentieh century that had opened a seemingly charming puzzle box and dragged to Hell to eternally endure S&M pain and pleasure and take sinned souls to Hell.

Would you consider wanting to enter that explanation?

"Ketchup! It's ketchup!" Butterball blurted out suddenly in explanation, grinning in hope to sound convincing enough, and honestly it seemed to work.

Well that, and the guy really didn't give a damn as he waited impatiently.

"So you want another gig here two days from now or what?" he demanded, tapping his foot while the other glanced at one another. They were Cenobites for Leviathan's sake! Not some sort of foolish piece of human entertainment in their true forms as mutilated demons! What. The. Hell?

But suddenly, as though to change destiny, without even fully thinking it through or even being completely aware- Pinhead answered.

"Yes."

The other silently gasped, some having to cover their mouths in order to not cause any sort of attention to make Pinhead turn around, as the guy simply shrugged and muttered a 'Thanks. You see soon.' as he focused merely more or less on his clipboard and walking away- but not before wiping his sleeve in attempt to take off the 'ketchup' and even curiously taste it.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWW!" the four who could speak audibly said at the same time, shuddering in complete disgust at such a foolish idea.

And once the door shut, finally by then came the question. Rather this-

"Xipe...WHAT IN THE NAME OF LEVIATHAN DID YA JUST SET US UP TO?" Angelique shouted, waving her arms and jumping about in a similar style to a Japanese anime cartoon with an angry character while the other three backed in a corner, and if they were a cartoon they'd be the little ones frightened cowardly in the corner, but eventually they too become the angry glaring ones as well.

"What do you mean I...I..erm...well..."

"Master, you realize now we're involved as part of a contes for the humans entertainment?" Nikoletta question, frowning and her arms firmly on her hips.

"I was only kidding about the ketchup part, I hope you're kidding about this." Butterball admitted skeptically.

"Master.." Chatterer trailed as Pinhead was finally able to come up with an excuse.

"Do you not see? In disguise we can take down Kirsty, all while in the meanwhile we'll easily find sinned souls to add as well for our god, Leviathan!" Pinhead defended, standing all proud and tall as if he predicted something like this would happen.

And of course, Angelique didn't buy it as our special princess continued to frown, hands folded, and foot tapping.

"Loyal as I may be to every need of your Xipe, just how do you plan exactly on going forth with this alternative and this?" she questioned, playfully purring the word of 'every' in yet another pointless hint.

"Am I the only one still on the part we're thought to be a band?" Nikoletta cried, in still complete disbelief that at the complete last second the group just got together and made a completely random song up and performed it live in front of what ad to be about one hundred or so humans.

"Not thought to be a band Nikoletta. In spite of being added to this plan to play in this game with the humans, we are a band."

The reaction was quite interesting.

Chatterer immdiately stopped chattering and rather had his jaw spread wide open enough to catch flies and though the bottom part of his jaw were to come off, Angelique raised both of her eyebrows of sky high along with her eyes wide enough as though they would pop out, Nikoletta gasped, turning even more pale than usual of her bone white pale skin, and Butterball looked ready to have a heart attack, faint, and suffer cardiac arrest all at the same time.

"While in disguise by day-time as a seemingly innocent human family to spy on Kirsty and learn her weaknesses to turn against her." Pinhead added, but still, the reaction remained the same in what was frozen for them for about roughly two minutes or so before they all had to breath again. Hey, they might be mutilated by they aren't quite dead yet.

"I am the way...to the nearby house I had spotted that was on sale." Pinhead had said rather dramatically and deeply before pausing and continuing casually.

"Master-...nevermind." Nikoletta shook her head. "I suppose all those humans nonsense rowdy screamings were enough to get to his head to an insane point." she bitterly thought to herself.

"I got a bad feeling about this too if ya ask me. If what you said is actually true, I don't even want to think what those fan-girls out there will do to me." Chatterer said suddenly, obviously having heard what she said and making her jump. Startled, she relaxened to at least it wasn't Pinhead- since honestly that's the last person you'd want anyone to overhear when you're joking about...well...Pinhead.

"Sorry for scaring you." he quickly apologized, making her flush as they stared for a brief moment before she realized what he said and scowled.

"I wasn't scared." she whispered in the kind of defense that where someone stubborn refuses to admit their emotions or actions. If he could laugh, he would've at her stubborness.

"Are you two coming?" Pinhead impatiently said, making them both jump. This time- admittedly, they were pretty scared of their Master's sudden voice and at this time for being rather...off.

"I got a bad feeling about this...oh wait. I'm just hungry." Butterball commented, grinning as they followed their Master out of the club and back to the neighborhood.


Somehow, the pin headed demon seemed to know exactly where he was going, navigating through to recognize the sign offering for a nice, small, white and brick house on sale.

"Anybody know anything on how to buy real estate?" Chatterer asked, unsure of how exactly to do so.

"I got it! Let's get naked!" Butterball suggested, making Angelique raised both her brows and scowl in anger over, well, nothing really. But it's Angelique- not like she's one to lighten up and about you know?

Nah. Admittedly for defense, the other groaned as well.

"That's how you SELL real estate, moron." Angelique mumbled, while the other gawked at her now.

"No..." Nikoletta shook her head slowly.

"That's not how it works at all." Chatterer added.

"Srew you! You were the damn moronic fool who wanted to know!" Angelique hissed at Chatterer, voice raised louder.

"Silence, all of you! You'll awaken the humans!" Pinhead hissed-whispered, turning around sharply and narrowing his eyes at the other Cenobites. Though of course, the effort wasn't enough to stop the fight.

Nkoletta gritted her teeth, stepping forward bravely in front of Angelique.

"If anyone's the damn moronic fool around here that's as dumb enough to make the rest of us suffer it's yo-"

"WOOF!" came the gruff noise suddenly of the neighborhood dog, following several more excited and loud yelps of the others dogs. This seemed to interrupt what would've been the violent fight. But it did cause Butterball here to jump on his feet, since one of these dogs was bound to have been the one that attacked him earlier before- rather the one Butterball pissed off. Eh, it falls both ways on that situation.

"MASTER!" Nikoletta gasped, turning her head suddenly to find Pinhead wandering about the nicely conditioned yard of the house on sale, as though inspecting it whn suddenly- SWISH! The sprinklers turned on!

"AGH! Augh!" Pinhead growled, backing away bilnded by the water suddenly as it sprayed about him, in a childish humor as though it looked like he peed his pants!...Er skirt-cassock thingy.

Suddenly, he sent out the chains on the sprinklers in effort to turn them off, in which it wasn't quite successful since his aiming was off. Instead, one of his chains fired towards the gate of the dog, Killer, that had chased after Butterball- freeing the revenge-wanting dog.

"Oh shit." was all Butterball had time to say before the revenge lusting Killer proceeded to bar loudly and chase after Butterball.

"HELP ME! HELP ME! WOAH GOD! OH CRAP! OH CRAP! OH CRAP! OH CRAP!" he screamed in the process, not quite following the rule of what Pinhead had ordered to remain quiet.

"Bah! Augh! Someone disarm this automatic firing weapon of blinding liquid!" Pinhead pleaded, growling angrily as he still tried to cover his face and fire chains.

"And there goes Master going back to the old English style dictonary of his." Chatterer remarked sarcastically.

Chains fired crazy about, one hit a fire hydrant nearby, causing it to explode and soak Angelique immediately.

"AUGH! MY NAILS!" the princess shrieked, covering her head which had the exposed scalp. She tried to run away as well, but because she was blinded, she was hit right smack by a charging killer and knocked off her feet.

"Ha ha!" Nikoletta giggled, but then screamed suddenly as one of the chains fired accidentally cut across her right arm, causing it to a bleed.

"Nikoletta!" Chatterer cried out, about to help her when one of the chains hit him upside the head, knocking him out for a brief moment.

So you can basically see the insanity from here of cars being smashed about and totalled, hydrants exploded, some windows being shattered as this continually went on for about ten minutes or so before finally the sprinklers turned off, and Pinhead fell backwards into a nearby mud puddle.

"Oh WONDERFUL! I've always desired to have my royal robes stained!" he rolled his eyes sarcastically, but turned to the others and realized the destruction he caused. Somehow, Killer was still chasing after Butterball, Angelique was soaked to the bone and freezing from the water, Chatterer was barely waking up from being knocked out cold, and Nikoletta was in pain from the gash in her arm as she laid on the pavement.

"Oh...pardon my mistake." Pinhead muttered, his coal black eyes widened as he turned to the nearby "FOR SALE" sign and, with Cenobite strength, tossed it easily about thirty feet away, kicking down the door immediately when he could tell no one inhabited the house currently.

So for now, they were 'borrowing without permission' the new house.

"Come now!" Pinhead commanded, signalling them over, in which the record of how they got there was quite something, having all speed over quite quickly to get inside and away from the violence of 'Killer the Dog'.

Butterball ran as far as to the corner of the nearby living room of this rather beautifully made house, crouched in a fetal position and rocking back and forth.

"I never want to get a doggie, I never want to get a doggie, I never want to get a doggie, never ever, never ever, never never ever..." he repeated in a mumble to himself.

Angelique claimed ahead to the bathroom, obviously eager in the distress to tend to her make-up of course. That could take a while...

Chatterer and Nikoletta journied the kitchen, surprised Butterball had come along for the fridge, in search of a possible first aid kit.

Pinhead was rather offended by this. "In MY day we would greet those who own the house." he mumbled to himself, skulking off, and reaching into his pocket of the crystal necklace. Placing it on his neck, he immediately turned into the just as handsome form as Elliot Spencer, and came to notice a nearby window.

A window, in which, had the perfect view to Kirsty Cotton's house and two windows from the side- her room included.

"Perfect..." Pinhead/Elliot grinned in the evil kind of way, chuckling in the old villains of entertainment style.

"AAAAAAAAAAH! THERE IS A FILTHY RAT IN THE POWDER ROOM!" Angelique shrieked suddenly to interrupt Pinhead's 'evil moment' from the bathroom.

Oh dear, only time could tell if this house was old and would fall apart- or if the Cenobites would end up unintentionally destroying it.


Eh...probably not my best chapter. I'm kind of drained of humor right now, but admittedly my favorite parts have to be when Pinhead, Angelique, Nikoletta, and Chatterer were all about to attack the guy at the door; And when Pinhead was being attacked by sprinklers and firing chains all about, freeing Killer to extract revenge on Butterball, soaking Angelique to the bone, knocking out Chatterer, accidentally cutting Nikoletta, and causing mass destruction on cars and nearby houses.

Oh dear...what will they get up to next? As now they're going in disguise as an innocent human family by day, and rockers by night. Next chapter will include Kirsty and Joey- along with the 'Spencer' family. Tee hee. LOL. Minor spoiler I'll say: Pinhead pretends to be the 'Dad', Angelique just assumes the role as 'Mom' but Pinhead won't say they're married, Butterball is the 'Jobless Funny Brother of Dad', and Chatterer and Nikoletta are the kids! LMAO!