The Horror Slasher-flic Series: Nightmares Collide

Author's Note: 'Ello! Good to see that you're STILL reading after me breaking a promise...by the way, I'm sorry that I didn't get the chapter done, I'm always in a hurry. Anyway, time for part 2 of this Christmas special!

Disclaimer: I don't own ANY of these characters, brands or...the franchises! My friend Dre and I do own this story though. I suppose every story just needs ONE disclaimer? Meh, I guess I should make EVERY ONE of them original...so I've typed all of this. No worries, the Santa Claus from "Santa's Slay" will NOT be appearing in this Christmas special AT ALL, as due to beliefs...I don't like that movie. Dang I talk alot...Well, I'll just give you what you came here for now, so...enjoy! :D

Chapter 11 (Part 2):

Freddy, Jason and Leatherface started to argue about who's the manliest out of all of them.

"What you mean "manlier"? I chop people's heads off with a f***ing MACHETE." Jason started.

"Yeah well, I don't need that to chop down a tree. I just scratch and it's done." Freddy replied.

"EVERYONE knows that you need a CHAINSAW to cut down a damn tree!" Leatherface added.

"Not me pal, I just have my strength and a blade, not gardening tools, Mister Feminine." Jason remarked.

"..."Mister Feminine"?! At least I don't kill people exclusively at NIGHT. What? You need the shadows to hide in to remind you of the closet?" Leatherface smirked.

"OOOOOOOOOOH! BURN!" Freddy laughed.

"F*** you Krueger! How terrifying does THIS sound?" Jason mocked, while imitating the sound of a chainsaw. "Sounds like you got a lil butter knife stuck in the garbage disposal."

"Hockey's for the winter, what's with the hockey mask? Your face too ugly so you have a mask on?" Leatherface replied

"You should talk, you pretend to work at a Barbie factory while you work on your stupid little masks. At least I look like a zombie 'cause I'm lazy to heal myself COMPLETELY. You just tear people's faces off and put em on your own. That's scary if you ask me...just saying."

"You go, mama's boy!" Freddy mockingly cheered, clapping his hands. "Now show him how your mama taught you how to sew panties for yourself!"

"Okay, ready, Freddy? I'm gonna sew your lips together if you don't shut your mouth!"

"In your DREAMS." Freddy laughed. "Oh wait, come to think of it...I'd sew YOUR ASS shut so you can't talk anymore!"

"Well I think-"

Jason stopped talking, as he saw what LOOKED like a girl walk up to the three.

She just looked at them, wordless. She pointed to a tree that Jason had cut down.

"You want THIS tree?" Jason asked, holding up a nice 7 foot tree.

The girl just nodded, as Voorhees handed her it.

"Can you talk at all?" Freddy asked.

The girl just silently looked at them.

"You're creepin' me out a little, kid. Talk."

She finally said something: "I'm Angela...Angela Baker."

"OOOH, are you related to Bart Baker?!" Jason blurted like a fan-girl.

"No. Who's that?"

"Oh, uh...never mind..." Jason blushed. "I-I-I think...we should go back to work."

"Whatever, mama's boy." Freddy shrugged.

"I would chop your head off, Krueger...but it's Christmas. So consider yourself lucky."

Angela Baker slowly and quietly walked away.

"That girl gives me the creeps." Freddy muttered.

"Me too. She makes me feel uncomfortable." Jason agreed, resuming chopping another tree down.

Leatherface just shrugged it off, taking a drink of water.

Camera cuts to Jeff the killer, walking down the street with his dog, Smile. They were both donning Santa hats.

"C'mon, Smile. where did that mask guy go?"

Smile barked back.

"What do you mean "which one"?"

Smile barked.

"Ugh, Michael Myers. Not Masky and not f***ing Eyeless Jack." Jeff face-palmed himself.

"Well EXCUUUUUUSE him, princess." Jeff heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Oh hey, Ben. What do you want?"

"It's almost Christmas, man. Ain't you, like...exited?"

"Yeah, I'm about to get another kill if Smile here gets the track of Michael Myers."

"Whateves, man. F*** him. Let's just get Jack and everyone else and just, like...celebrate."

"Okay...but if Jane's there, I'll get the "special mistletoe" out." Jeff let out an evil chuckle.

"You're gonna kiss her?" Ben smirked.

"No, you f***ing idiot...gonna KILL her."

"And WHAT exactly did SHE do?"

"Challenge me. Duh. Didn't you ever know that I don't LIKE having some wanna be killer trying to get at ME?"

"Uh, yeah. Like, fifteen times after you were bitchin' about, like...Deviant Art and FanFicton...and Rule thirty-"

Jeff touched Ben's throat with his knife. "DON'T...f***ing mention that last one...EVER!"

"Hey, it's not like IIII posted that shit, man. Don't bitch at ME about it. It's not MY fault some people think we're g-"

"Shut up...JUST...shut up. AAAAnyway...let's go get Michael Myers."

"Eeesh, man...what's with you today? It's almost, like, Christmas. Why you pissed?"

"Because...Slendy's after me for bitch-slapping Toby or some shit...and now I just wanna get my mind off it."

"Did Slendy tell you to kill Michael Myers? This DOES seem, like, a bit coincidental, don't ya think?"

"No, I wanna kill Michael Myers because he annoyed me at Wal-Mart this morning."

"How?"

"Because, asking me stupid questions like "where's your ornaments" and "where's the bathroom? we wanna know because Ghostface has to take a-" and I'm just like..."Are you f***ing serious?" SERIOUSLY, Ben...what did I do to deserve to be getting annoyed?"

"Why ELSE do you wanna kill him? It seems like...because of-"

"IT'S BECAUSE OF THEM THINKING THAT THEY'RE TOUGH SHIT, BEN! Jeez. Do I NEED a reason for wanting to kill someone?"

"What do you mean "tough shit"?"

"Because...I remember Freddy Krueger laughing while saying "we're more awesome because we have horror MOVIES! Get on our level, bitch!" And I'M just like "GO TO SLEEP"."

"Wow..."

"I know, right?"

"Sounds like you're LESS mature than Masky, Jeff." Eyeless Jack came, holding a hot dog that he had gotten from a hot dog stand there.

"Who asked for YOUR opinion, JACK-ass?" Jeff muttered.

"Hey, just trying to help."

"Help is for internet people crushing on me. NOT for victims..."

"Let's cheer you up with Christmas music."

"Yeah, man. That 'oughta help you." Ben agreed.

Eyeless Jack and Ben grabbed Jeff, carrying him to a radio store. Smile followed them.

"Holly Jolly Christmas" by Burl Ives was playing.

"Let GO of me!" Jeff broke free from the other's grip.

"Aw, c'mon, Jeff. It's the most wonderful time of the year. And guess whaaaat?" Jack smiled under his mask.

"I don't caaare." Jeff said, sarcastically.

"Candy cane flavored kidneys! I just got back from that candy store down the corner, got some candy canes...tonight, I'm gonna go get someone's kidneys and try out my new recipe!" Jack blurted.

"Ew. That's disgusting!"

"Hmph. Says you...Speak for yourself."

"Author's Note"

"Hey, everyone and merry Christmas!" JD was wearing his red hoodie, blue jeans, black skate shoes, his mask and a Santa hat. "I'm SO exited for Christmas! Halloween was awesome, Thanksgiving was-"

"Hey dumbass!" Chucky walked in.

"Oh God..." I muttered. "What, Chucky?"

"Merry Christmas, dumbass." Chucky gave JD a present.

"Wow...thanks, Chucky. Merry Christmas."

"Aren't you gonna open it?"

"Uh...okay." Flame opened his present, as it turns out to be a jack-in-the-box. "Sweet."

"Try it out."

JD Flame turned the crank and sang with the song. "Pop goes the weasel..."

"What the?"

"I don't know I think it might be bro-" A boxing glove sprung out the box and BAM! Right into JD's face.

Chucky laughed hysterically. "Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, kid!"

Flame removed the boxing glove from his face and glared at Chucky.

"Haha, merry Christmas, Chucky." Flame replied.

"By the way...there's something ELSE I've been meaning to do..." Chucky pulled his arm back, ready to throw his axe at the camera.

"Wait NOOO-"

Chucky laughed hysterically, throwing his axe at the camera, causing the screen to shatter and brake.

"You KNOW I hate it when you do that, now we're gonna have to get a NEW live-action camera, you asshole!"

"I know." The doll laughed. "Play the rest of the episode. And don't do a "part 12, 13, 15" shit either. Just do one, two or three."

"And yet, you're STILL not the writer, let alone the boss of me."

"And YET...I STILL don't give a shit."

"I KNOW you don't, that's the problem..."

"Wait, does this mean the segment's over-"

The "Author's Note" segment ended, causing the episode to resume playing.

Meanwhile at the tree lot...

Freddy, Jason and Leatherface had FINALLY finished chopping trees down.

"Okay, let's go get our pay by FORCE...If you know what I mean..." Freddy evilly chuckled, getting his claw ready.

Jason and Leatherface just shrugged, following Krueger to Jack Brooks's office.

"Yo boss, we're done and some people want a tree." Jason announced.

"Okay, thanks for tellin' me." Jack Brooks walked away from his computer, to serve the customers in the 20' foot tree aisle.

"Free computer. Sweet!" Freddy tried to grab the electronic device, only to have Jason slap his hand away. "Ow!"

"Looks, he has "Minecraft" downloaded!" Jason blurted, sitting on the computer chair. "Lemme try."

Jason Voorhees started "Minecraft" up, and started playing. "This is AWESOME!"

"Wow, such a likeness. He's a block-head JUST LIKE YOU!" Krueger laughed.

"Shut up." Jason was chopping wood down in "Minecraft".

"It's a stupid Lego rip-off. How interesting could it POSSIBLY be?"

2 hours later...

"SWEET! WE'VE STRUCK DIAMONDS!" Jason blurted.

"Dude, dude, dude! Grab it! Grab it!" Freddy yelled.

"Kill the zombie! Kill the zombie! Leatherface chanted. "Stab it, STAB IT!"

"GOT IT!" Voorhees yelled back.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" The three cheered, quoting "Regular Show".

"I gotta get back to the house..." Jason ran to his house in "Minecraft".

"You only found nine diamonds. We need more!" Freddy insisted hastily.

"F*** that shit, Krueger. I'll just do the duplication glitch with my iron pickaxe. DUUUUH." Jason replied.

"Oh yeah. Right."

"Hey, there's something I've been wanting to try out..."

"What?"

"You'll see...I wanna see if a "Minecraft" rumor is true or not."

"You don't mean-"

"YeeeeUP."

"Dude, DO IT!"

Jason had taken gold, mossy cobblestone, redstone torches, netherrack and a flint and steel in "Minecraft" and made a "Herobrine Spawner".

"Okay...all I have to do NOW is light the netherrack and we'll see..." Jason was stalling. "Okay...one...two-"

"JUST DO IT!"

"Alright, alright!" Jason lit the netherrack and ran to the water in "Minecraft".

Nothing happened.

"Aw well, at least we know it's not tru-"

Jason Voorhees got cut off, as the computer began to light up in white light.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" The three exclaimed. "RUN!"

Jason, Freddy and Leatherface ran out the office and ran into Jack Brooks.

"What the hell has gotten into YOU boys? I told ya to get off that damn computer an hour ago."

"WE'VE ACCIDENTALLY RELEASED HEROBRINE INTO THIS WORLD!"

"WHAT?!"

"Herobrine's here and-"

The nightmares got cut off, as the computer exploded, causing the office to blow up.

"WHAT THE HELL?! YOU GUYS ARE FIRED! YOU OWE ME A NEW COMPU-"

Jack Brooks got cut off, as he got set ablaze. He ran and leaped into the snow, extinguishing the flames.

A white light that looked like a pair of eyes appeared in the smoke coming from the burnt down office.

"H-H-Herobrine?" Jason asked.

Herobrine stepped out the darkness. He looked like he did in "VideoGameRapBattles"'s video, "Herobrine VS. Slenderman".

"I-It's him." Leatherface stuttered.

"Finally. Freedom...I'm free."

"Herobrine!" Jason called.

"What?" Herobrine asked, getting his diamond sword out.

"Welcome to the real world. I'm Jason, and these are my friends, Freddy and Leatherface."

Herobrine shoke Jason's hand. "I'm Herobrine, guardian of "Minecraft".

"..."Guardian" of "Minecraft"? Jason asked.

"Yes, I am the guardian of "Minecraft"...making sure that people don't do stupid shit with "Minecraft" like casting spells and stupid shit LIKE that."

"Cool. We're killers of the real world."

"Pleased to meet you. Fellow killers of the assholes."

"You look different." Freddy noticed.

"What, you expected me to look like that pixelated thing? Yeah, that's one of my powers."

"You're really a teenager?" Freddy asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"A teenager that trolls people in a video game...typical." Freddy muttered.

"I'm seventeen, Freddy." Herobrine said, annoyed at Krueger.

"Still, that's NOT an adult. F*** what the government says, TWENTY's are an adult. At eighteen, you're STILL a teen, hence the "TEEN" at the end." Leatherface snapped.

Herobrine, if he could, rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

"Okay, we gonna keep fighting, or are we gonna get some more work done for Christmas cash?" Jason broke the two up.

"Christmas cash. Truce?" Herobrine shook Leatherface's hand.

"Truce."

To Be Continued Tonight (For Reals!)...

Oh no! Herobrine has been released into the REAL world. What will happen next? How will everything turn out? Will Jeff the killer get the Christmas spirit? Find out in part 3!

"The FINAL part of the Christmas special?" Chucky asks JD.

"Nope."

"What did I tell you?"

"Shut up. You're NOT in charge, Chucky. Besides, there's probably gonna be at least four, five or more. I don't know, I have to write these scripts. Who knows how many there will be?"

"FiiiiiiNE. You'll regret not listening to me though. Why end the chapter HERE?"

"To get people interested and exited for part 3."

"Most cliche thing in the f***ing cookie jar."

JD flipped Chucky off.

Chucky faced the camera. "Please forgive him. He doesn't know what he's doing, he's just a dumbass."

"I HEARD that!"

"I don't CARE."

"See you people in part 3 tonight!" JD waved at the camera.

"Later, dicks!"

"Chucky, that's unnecessary."

"Not if you're me."

"What does THAT mean?"

"You'll find out soon. Damn, this was a short chapter."

"Ugh, don't remind me."

"Want a soda?"

"Sure." Chucky handed JD a Pepsi.

JD opened the can, only to have soda spraying all over his face.