HEY GUYS I'M BACK. Now don't get mad that I haven't updated in a very long time, but I in fact have been busy writing my very own story for a website called Wattpad, maybe you've heard of it? Well if not it's a great site anyways.
Since it's summer, and I have little to no plans for the break, it seems that I will have a lot more free time to continue updating this wonderful story for all you wonderful readers out there.
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Okay enough of my ranting let's get onto CHAPTER 10 OF HORROR FRIENDS!
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:: : ::: :: : :: : ::: Chapter 10: Killers Play :: : :: : ::: :: : ::
Jason I'm bbbooorreed Michael complained loudly. Jason grabbed a beer and drank it with one gulp.
What the hell do you want me to do about it Myers?
"I have to agree with Myers on this one." Ghostface put in, "All we've been doing lately is sitting around, we never do anything interesting."
Everybody looked at Freddy who was watching one of his boring T.V shows[1]. "Why the fuck are you guys looking at me for?"
Whatever you do guys, don't let this dumb ass pick out what we do today. Jason stated grabbing the remote roughly from Freddy, and changing the channel quickly. Freddy didn't try to grab back the remote but instead gaped at Jason.
"What the fuck do you mean Voorhees, everything I say we should do, we always have so much fun."
Jason rolled his eyes, Yeah it was really fun being captured by cannibals, getting beat up by your devil girlfriend, going to hell, and almost getting eaten by a dog.
"Hey come on, that wasn't my fault, anyways it changed things up for a bit instead of laying your lazy asses around the house."
"OH! Can I pick what we do today?" Ghostface shouted gleefully, raising his hand, and shaking it around.
Jason and Freddy exchanged glances and shrugged their shoulders, "Why not?"/Why not? they said together. Ghostface smiled from underneath his mask, and began thinking intently.
After five minutes of watching him, Michael threw a note at him angrily, Can you hurry up bitch?
"Oh I know! Let's go to the mall!"
Freddy looked at Ghostface with complete shock, "Why? So we can go over to Victoria's Secret and buy your gay ass some underwear."
Ghostface was glad that the others could not see him blushing underneath his mask, "Well if you have a better idea Krueger, please enlighten me motherfucker."
Freddy growled, but Jason held up his hand silencing him, That's not a bad idea actually, it sure beats sitting around in this dump of a house.
Freddy crossed his hands across his bony chest, "Well you faggots can go shopping, I'm going to sit here and watch my shows."
You watch Soap Operas Krueger? Which one's your favorite? All My Children or General Hospital? Michael asked him.
Freddy threw an empty beer can at Michael, while everyone else in the room began laughing their asses off.
"Get the fuck out of here!" Freddy complained loudly.
Whatever dude, if you want to sit here and watch some chick flicks, be our guest, meanwhile we'll be having some fun? Jason taunted. Michael, Jason, and Ghostface all ran out of the house before Freddy had a chance to throw his clawed hand at them.
"So what should we do first guys? How bout we go over to that new toy store they built into the mall?" Ghostface said, gesturing over to the end of the mall at the surprisingly large toy store crowded with children.
Jason gave Michael a sly grin, Yeah let's go over to that toy store. Jason took the lead. Once they reached the end of the mall, Jason nudged Michael and Ghostface. Watch how the big dog does it now.
The two killers watched as Jason stood at the entrance of the toy store, raised his machete, and remained motionless. Most, if not all, of the younger kids stayed clear away from Jason, but the teenagers who felt courageous found themselves tripped into racks of toys.
Suddenly a man in a business suit stepped up, and began observing Jason curiously.
"Got damn generation these days, like they have nothing else to do, but deface the mall." Without warning Jason lunged at the man, and in the process accidentally stabbed the man in the leg.
"Damn Jason" Ghostface exclaimed running up to him and slapping him on the back.
"What the fuck do you think you were doing! You stabbed me you son of a bitch!" The man shouted from the ground. Jason looked down at him, and shrugged his shoulders, earning him a hearty laugh from the others.
"Guards! Guards!"
I think that's our cue to leave guys! Michael said, and the four retreated inside the toy store, before the guards could arrive.
Michael and Jason watched as Ghostface dived into a ball pit.
If anyone asks we have never met him before in our life. Michael wrote down, Jason nodded, and the two fast walked over to the sports section.
Ghostface cautiously peeked his head out of the ball pit, looking both ways to make sure there were no guards in the area, he stepped out of the ball pit.
He was busy picking out the stray balls that had entered his robes, when a little boy ran up, and poked him on his leg.
"Hey! hey mister!" the boy shouted at Ghostface.
"What do you want kid?" Ghostface growled.
"Aren't you too old to go in the ball pit?"
"And aren't you too old to be acting like a whinny bitch?"
Ghostface smiled as the kid stepped back, obviously offended, "Well you smell anyways!" The little boy screamed kicking Ghostface in the shins, making him hop on one leg, and trip back into the ball pit.
"Mother fucking kids these days" Ghostface mumbled climbing, once again, out of the ball pit. Ghostface looked around, and finally noticed that Michael and Jason had ditched him.
He walked around looking for the two horror killers but found they were nowhere in sight. Suddenly a very colorful box caught Ghostface's eyes. He walked over and read the brightly colored label:
Good-Guy Doll
Ghostface picked up the box, and turned it around in his hand, "Man this is really cool, Maybe Michael….um…I mean the guys will like this." and he grabbed the box, walking away.
What Ghostface did not notice was that the doll was on a stand with several other Good-Guy Dolls underneath a sign that read.
Reserved toys to be delivered.
And he also failed to notice this particular Good-Guy Doll was reserved to a child named Andy Barclay.
Nice shot Voorhees, you almost nailed that guy in the eye! Michael congratulated his partner in crime.
Yeah, you know hockey comes natural, probably cause of the mask you know? Jason said proudly hitting his chest.
Hahaha yeah, man I wish I knew how to hit a hockey puck. Michael said with a little frown on his face.
Come here Myers I'll show you. He handed Michael the hockey stick. Michael tried positioning himself like Jason had, but the stance seemed a bit awkward for him.
No Myers try like this. He stepped behind Myers, helped position his hips, and then put his arms over Michael's placing them into the correct position.
"Um….what are you guys doing?" They heard Ghostface ask.
Jason realized what this looked like to bystanders, and jumped away from Michael tremendously embarrassed. I'm teaching Myers how to play hockey, where the fuck have you been?
"Can you teach me how to play?" Ghostface asked, obviously excited.
Fucking faggot. Michael muttered.
Ghostface gaped at Michael, "No homo Myers, no homo."
Yeah sure, what's that in your hands? Jason asked pointing to the colorful box, tightly held in Ghostface's arms. Ghostface smiled and held the box up for the two silent killers to read for themselves.
A Good-Guy Doll? Jason and Michael asked together.
"Yeah I thought you guys would like it? It looks cool doesn't it?"
Um…Ghostface, it's a fucking doll, how old are you again? Michael asked snatching the box away from Ghostface.
"Shut up Myers, just because all of us didn't grow up playing with rats, doesn't mean you have to get all worked up about toys." Michael growled, but Jason held him back, and grabbed the box from his arms.
Can't you read tags dumb ass, this doll is reserved for Andy Barclay.
Ghostface grabbed the box, and read the tag, "This can be easily fixed" Ghostface stated, and proceeded to rip the tag off the box, "The kid can have another exact same doll, probably cheaper."
Fine if you want to buy it, that's coming out of your own wallet, and don't come crying to us when Freddy starts making fun of your gay ass.
"You guys are just jealous of my new toy." Ghostface said and walked over to the cashier to pay for his newfound toy.
"What you faggots get at the mall?" Freddy shouted from the couch, still watching the same T.V show.
Jason threw a note in Freddy's direction, and sat next to him. Why don't you ask that hoe Ghostface. Freddy raised his eyebrow, and turned his head to look at Ghostface. Ghostface walked in front of the T.V and held up the Good-Guy Doll.
"Are you fucking kidding me Ghostface? You bought a fucking doll?" Freddy asked in shock.
"Yeah, and I don't care what any of you think this doll-"
"Argh!" Ghostface was abruptly interrupted as the box fell out of his hands, and the doll broke out of the box, a knife in his hands.
"Who the fuck are you guys?" The doll asked looking at each of the killers, still brandishing his knife threateningly.
"Us?" Freddy gasped, standing up, and slowly moving away from the knife wielding doll. "Who the hell are you?!"
Jason passed a note to Freddy, Are you fucking retarded? That's fucking Chucky.
"Chucky!" Freddy gasped, now staring at Chucky in astonishment.
"The one and only" Chucky said with a grin. "Now let's get down to business boys, where the fuck is Andy?"
"Andy's not here dumb ass" Freddy said, now getting aggravated. Chucky glared at Freddy, who returned the glare as well. With surprising speed for a doll, Chucky ran toward Freddy, and before he could even put his hands up in defense, stabbed him in the chest.
Freddy fell back onto the ground, and Chucky stood on his stomach laughing his ass off.
"Man, these past few years haven't done you guys any good, your all a bunch of pussies now."
Ghostface looked as if he were about to say something, but thought better of it and remained silent.
"So here's what's going to happen, I am going to live in your house until I find Andy, does anyone have questions?"
Michael and Jason gave each other a glance, that could only be interpreted by the two, and the two lunged at Chucky.
Chucky managed to side-step Michael, but he was not fast enough to dodge Jason, and he wriggled around in Jason's hands.
I got you, you son of a bitch
Chucky smirked, and grabbed his knife, stabbing at Jason's thick hands. Jason yelped and threw Chucky at the wall.
"Ghostface grab him!" Freddy shouted, already running at the dazed Chucky.
"You fucking crazy Krueger, I'm not grabbing him"
"You fucking pussy!" Freddy snarled. Chucky was able to recover, and retreated down the hallway. Freddy looked at Michael, and motioned for him to follow. The two slowly crept down the hallway, and entered Ghostface's bedroom.
Michael tried the lights, but they would not turn on for some reason. Freddy stepped into the room courageously, and looked under the bed.
Wham! Freddy turned toward the loud noise, and saw Michael laying on the floor obviously unconscious.
"You could have made this easier on yourself" Chucky whispered. Freddy felt the hard object hit the back of his head, and darkness overcame his vision.
"Freddy wake up!" Ghostface murmured in Freddy's ear, giving him a little nudge. Freddy opened his eyes groggily, and looked around, noticing that he was in the living room.
"What the hell happened fuck face?" Freddy asked. He tried moving his hands, but he finally noticed that his hands were securely handcuffed to the back of a chair.
"Nice of you to wake up Krueger" Chucky said, jumping onto Freddy's lap. "Now such a peaceful house when everybody's calmed down." Freddy looked around, and noticed Michael, Jason, and Ghostface all handcuffed as well.
"Where the hell did you get handcuffs?" Freddy asked, trying to move his arms.
Chucky pulled out his knife, and held it up to Freddy's throat, "I found them in one of the rooms." Chucky said shrugging his shoulder, "I'm sure it was this faggots room" he said pointing at Ghostface.
"Why the fuck do you have hand cuffs Ghostface?" Freddy asked.
"Um…Legal purposes?" Ghostface attempted.
"Legal purposes my ass, hey Chucky if you want to kill anyone first, by all means let it be Ghostface."
"Why would you say that Freddy? Your always so mean to me."
"Or better yet" Chucky began, "Ghostface shall be my official bitch." Freddy giggled, but Ghostface gaped at Chucky.
"Really Chucky a bitch?" Freddy asked still grinning.
"What makes you think I'll do what you want?" Ghostface stated with a pout on his face.
Chucky frowned, "Because if you don't I'll cut your fucking balls off, and see how nice they look as earrings." Ghostface gulped, and looked over at Freddy for some support.
Freddy shrugged his shoulders, "Hey you were the one that wanted to buy a doll."
Chucky jumped behind Ghostface's chair, and unlocked the handcuffs, releasing him from his chair.
"Now go make me a sandwich." Chucky said, giving Ghostface a slight stab of his knife to make him move along.
Why the hell are we handcuffed? Michael asked, finally having regained consciousness.
Don't you remember, doll, chucky, hammer to the back of the head? Jason put in groggily.
"Well it's nice the two faggots up and at it." Chucky said with a crooked smile.
What are you going to do with us? Michael asked, making a small attempt at getting the chains off.
"Well so far the plan was to incapacitate the four retards, and just play it along from there…hey you guys got any girls held up somewhere?" Chucky asked suddenly.
No. Jason said with a frown.
"So you just spend time with each other? I see how you guys roll over here."
The three killers shook their head at the same time. "You got us fucked up Chucky." Freddy said.
"Whatever you say child molester." Freddy instinctively lunged at Chucky, but it only resulted in rocking his chair onto the ground, onto his face.
Chucky laughed, and kicked Freddy in the face, "What the fuck do you think your going to do big guy? You going to kill me?"
"How bout you let me out of these cuffs and I'll show you" Freddy snarled.
"Yeah we already saw how that went for you pathetic excuse for a killer. where's my bitch with my sandwich?"
"Hold your horses I'm coming" Ghostface muttered, entering the living room.
"What was that you fucker."
"Nothing….here's your sandwich." Ghostface handed Chucky the plate, and the doll gulped down the sandwich in a few bites. Chucky burped and rubbed his stomach with content.
"Hey you got yourselves a nice bitch over here" Chucky said with a grin.
"Why do you think we keep him around?" Freddy put in, Michael and Jason both laughed silently, as Ghostface frowned.
Chucky was still laughing, "I could stay here for awhile, sure beats that box" He said but his words came out slurred as if he were drunk. Freddy looked at Ghostface, who seemed to have an evil smirk on his face.
Chucky yawned, and suddenly dropped his knife, "Man am I beat, maybe I lie down-" and he fell onto the ground, snoring loudly.
What the fuck is wrong with him? Jason asked looking at Ghostface, who was still grinning.
"Oh you know, just a few sleeping pills, and your out like a light."
Wait! Michael interrupted, So that one time you made me that lamb, and I got really tired afterwards?
"Yeah…I guess you just ate too much Myers, I don't know" Ghostface replied awkwardly.
Michael frowned, and tried shimming away from Ghostface, along with the others as well.
"Your just full of surprises today Ghostface, now get me the fuck out of here." Freddy demanded. Ghostface grabbed the key from Chucky, and released the others.
So what do we do with him? Michael asked standing over the unconscious Chucky.
I think I have an idea guys. Jason said with a smirk on his face.
Chucky opened his eyes slowly, he tried to cover his eyes from the blinding light directly overhead, but he found he could not move his arms or legs. Chucky looked at his hands, and saw that his hands were nailed down, as well as his legs.
"Argh! What the fuck? Who the hell did this?"
A shadow appeared over Chucky, and he could clearly recognize Freddy, "Let's just say Chucky, life's a bitch and so am I"
Freddy turned toward Jason who was standing right behind him, "Okay Voorhees, do your thing."
My pleasure Kruger. Jason said stepping toward Chucky with his machete in hand, At least your lucky enough to have felt the pain of having your limbs cut off, unfortunately for me this won't be anything new.
"Fuck you Voorhees, your mother's a whore and so are you" But Chucky's threats were soon replaced by screams, as Jason cut of his arms legs, and then his head.
You got the box Ghostface? Jason asked
Ghostface stepped forward with a large brown box, he grabbed Chucky's severed parts, and placed them into the shipping box. Freddy stepped forward, and wrote an address in large print on the box.
"Who's address is that Kruger?" Ghostface asked
"Oh just sending a gift to Carrie." Freddy said putting the box into the mailbox. "Now that we've dealt with that, how bout some dinner guys?"
"How bout I cook something?" Ghostface suggested.
Ghostface I think I speak for all of us when I say hell to the no. Let's order some pizza. Jason said grabbing the telephone.
Okay guys there's the end of chapter 10 so I promise I'm going to try and update a lot sooner.
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Until next time on Horror Friends!
~References~
[1] I wasn't sure what T.V show to enter in this one, so if you guys have some funny suggestions on what he could have been watching make sure to review and tell us what you thought^_^