One Letter Stand
SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!! Finals, and all that. For all those people who hate scary movies...
I is for: Internal
By Cocoa987
The credits closed on the creepiest movie Fang had ever seen in his life.
Angel yawned. Max smoothed Angel's hair. Nudge threw another handful of now-cold popcorn into her mouth. Fang twitched.
"Well then," he said, shuddering only a little bit. Max yawned and glanced at her watch.
"Bed, guys. Night, everyone," she said, climbing over the blankets, stretching, and wandering down the hall to her room. Fang took a look at the DVD cover again. Internal. A screaming face took up most of the cover. Fang shuddered again.
The occupants of the room disappeared one by one, Angel trailing after Nudge sleepily.
"That was awesome!" Fang heard Iggy say to Gazzy quietly.
"I know! The way that guy- and the other guy, with the- you know? So cool!" The two cackled and high fived.
Fang suddenly had the horrifying sense that they'd get into something terrible if he lost sight of them.
He followed them quickly down the hall, stopping only to kick the DVD case under some blankets. He walked into the room he was currently sharing with the boys. They were both in bed, almost asleep. Their conversation still revolved around that creepy movie.
"Well, I didn't think it was that good," Fang interrupted, not willing to hear what he considered the creepiest part replayed yet again. Iggy turned in the direction of his voice and smirked.
"You were scared, weren't you?" He said wickedly. Fang tried to act innocent and failed miserably.
"Nah," he said, playing it off as coolly as he could and escaping the room on the pretense of water.
"It's all in your head, Fang. It's all in your head," Gazzy said, mimicking the creepy disembodied voice perfectly. Fang couldn't stop a shudder, but he was out the door before they could notice.
It was a long and creepy walk down the hallway. Every little noise made him jump, and he wished Jeb was back from wherever he had gone. He was convinced that something was going to jump out from behind a door and do something bad to him. He wasn't quite sure what.
Glass of water shaking only slightly in his hand, he walked down the hallway that seemed to stretch on forever.
It's all in your head, Fang, he reminded himself. All in your head...
He stopped in the doorway - Iggy and Gazzy were already asleep. He turned his head, and caught a flash of something shiny under his bed. It looked like an eye. Watching him.
It's all in your head, he told himself. Still, it wouldn't hurt to be sure.
He took a deep breath and then took a running leap toward the bed, clearing the frame and landing on the pillows, miraculously managing to not spill his water.
Putting the glass safely on the table, he crawled to the edge of his bed and peeked over carefully.
A pair of green eyes stared back at him. He barely muffled his shriek that sounded embarrassingly like Nudge's squeals. One of Angel's stuffed animals had somehow made it under his bed. He wasn't going to ask why.
He shoved the bunny or whatever it was further under the bed and dug into his sheets.
The night inched by unbearably slowly. Every noise startled Fang, and the sound of the main character screaming replayed itself over and over in his head.
"It's all in your head it's all in your head it's all in your head," he chanted under his breath. "All in your head all in your head all in your head."
Finally, as the sky started to turn gray, he reached under his bed, pulled out Angel's toy, and clutched it in his arms. It would be alright - as long as no one ever found out.
Fang woke up to a camera flash. Gazzy leaned over him wickedly, camera in hand. "Were you scared, Fang? Were you scared that the big bad monster was gonna get you?" Fang's eyes shot from the camera to Gazzy and Iggy's grinning face to the stuffed animal in his arms. He threw it across the room and pulled the covers over his head with a moan.
Max walked in, completely oblivious. "Breakfast, guys. And then who wants to watch Internal again?" Iggy and Gazzy cheered, and followed Max out of the room.
Fang sighed, hopped out of the safety of his bed, and reluctantly picked up Angel's toy. It had kept the monsters away last night. He was going to need all the luck he could get to make it through the movie again.
Ninja C: …This is uncanny. You wrote about a scary movie and the effect it had on Fang… right after Unigu Mika and I had a long conversation about the scary movie we just watched and how we can't go to the bathroom alone now. That's just… weird. But it was awesome.
Next up: J is for Just Jimmy, by Tassel's and my lovely friend PorcelainNinja. (We're ninja-sistahs!)
