A/N: ... I'm going to blame Pokemon Black and White for this not getting updated about a week sooner. They've been so distracting since they've come out.

Disclaimer: I don't own JTHM or Se7en. Or Pokemon. Not that Pokemon is mentioned at any point, I just thought you'd want to know if I own it or not.


In minutes, Squee found himself sitting on Johnny's couch, holding onto Shmee as if for dear life. The bowl of popcorn was between him and Johnny, but the doughboys were fighting over it, so Squee decided to not get in the middle of that. Nailbunny was floating right by his head, which made the easily frightened youngster even more frightened than usual, as though it were the scary icing on top of the fear cake. In short, Squee was very, very scared.

And then the movie started.

The advertisements for other movies to see weren't too bad, although Johnny's irritation with them sure was scary. Squee was very happy there were no other people there, otherwise he was sure Johnny would have literally killed someone with how impatient the advertisements were making him. (Of course, why Johnny was sitting through them instead of simply hitting the Menu button and skipping over them, Squee couldn't quite figure out.)

"So, um, mister Johnny, sir, what's this movie about?" Squee asked timidly, hoping to calm the maniac down a little by getting his easily distracted mind back on this movie he seemed to like and off the advertisements.

"Huh?" Johnny asked, seeming to forget that Squee was there. Again. "Oh... It's about a bunch of people who deserve to die getting killed in terribly gruesome ways. It's really wonderful."

"Um... Why do they deserve to die?" Squee asked, worried that this wouldn't be such a wonderful movie to watch after all. Then again, considering Johnny's... hobbies... his choice of movie was only to be expected. After all, would it really be reasonable to imagine such an insane man watching something happy and child-friendly?

No. Probably not.

"Because they're all disgusting and human," Johnny said simply.

"The killer in this movie targets his victims based on the seven deadly sins," Nailbunny explained, nearly causing Squee to jump out of his terrified little skin at the sight of a talking, decaying bunny head. "One for gluttony, one for pride, and so on. Honestly, Nny, do you really think Todd should be watching this with you? It isn't exactly child-appropriate."

Johnny seemed to think for a moment.

"... His dad said it'd be okay," Johnny said. "And that's good enough for me. Besides, this movie is really good. And underrated. More people need to watch it. Oh, look, the opening credits are starting."

Squee looked back to the TV screen, seeing horrible image after horrible image, wondering just what on earth was going on. The creepy music accompanying the images wasn't helping.

"... What's he doing?" Squee asked. He immediately wondered why he had asked, as the answer would probably scare him more than not knowing.

"Oh, he's just writing in his diary," Johnny said, seeming like he was already deeply absorbed in the movie despite the fact that it had barely started.

"Why does he have gauze on his fingertips?" Squee asked, wondering why on earth he was asking questions he really didn't want the answer to.

"The answer to that one's kind of a spoiler, though, isn't it?" Johnny asked, looking to Nailbunny.

Nailbunny just floated there for a second.

"... I still don't think he should be watching this in the first place," the floating bunny head said simply.

"But if it were between telling him the killer cuts off his fingertips and not, which do you think I should do?" Johnny asked.

"Wait, what?" Squee asked, staring at the deranged killer with a look of terror on his easily terrified face.

"... Nny, you just told him," Nailbunny said. "Way to go."

"Oh, he would have figured it out anyway," Johnny said dismissively, turning his wavering attention back to the movie. After another few seconds, Johnny spoke up again.

"Where the hell did Squee go?"


Elsewhere in the house, Squee sat curled up in the corner of the little room Johnny let him use, hugging Shmee so tightly, it was a surprise the bear's head didn't pop off.

He really hoped his parents would come back for him soon.


A/N: Did you really think Squee would make it very far into the movie? (Especially people who've seen Se7en before?) His poor little head would explode with fear if he got much further than the opening credits. Of this, I am sure.