Ch. 52
Trish: There once were two boys named Zed and Naustin. They loved to eat candy. They candy for breakfast, lunch and dinner. One night they went camping in the woods to search for a monster known as Candy Face!*says in silly scary voice. The boys gasp intrigued by the story. Ally rolls her eyes at how fast they're believing the story already. *Trish continues
Trish: The boys were determined to find the monster and capture it. They searched all night but had no luck. Early the next morning Judy before dawn they heat a sound outside their tent and go to investigate. They see a slimy, sticky, gooey creature right in front of them. He screams and roars at them then...*drifts off leaving the boys desperate to know the ending
Austin: What happens?! Dez: Do they survive?! *Suddenly she's gone.
Austin and Dez: Trish?
Ally:(sarcastically) Maybe Candy Face got her. *The boys are completely oblivious to get sarcasm and nervously scoot closer to each other. Suddenly Trish pops out behind them and yells HE ATE THEM! *Both boys scream and practically trample each other as they run in the house *Trish falls out laughing and Ally chuckles a little before they both go inside after putting out the fire.
*They find both boys protectively guarding their candy stash.
Ally: What are you guys doing?
Austin: Standing our ground. That sweet tooth behemoth won't get us tonight
Dez: We'll fight to the end. *Ally and Trish just stand there with blank faces
Ally: Wow. I don't know what to say to that
Trish: Don't worry guys you're candy is safe. We have high tech security. Nothing can get in the house unsuspected
Ally: Let's go upstairs. It's going to rain tonight and I want to be asleep when that happens.
Trish: So do I *They all go upstairs. Ally brushes her teeth and goes in the room next door. She sits on the couch and looks out the window. Austin comes in and sit by her
Austin: Are you ok Alls?
Ally: No, I'm just concerned about this case. The police still haven't found whose stalking me. They might never find that criminal.
Austin: We haven't even been here for a week. Things like this take time. Especially a serious crime like this. The police want to get all the crucial evidence they can. If anything happens we'll get an update.
*Pulls her into a hug and they walk to the bedroom. He sits on the side of her bed holding her hand until she falls asleep
*During the middle of the night it's storming and Dez wakes up to a loud noise downstairs. He quickly grabs his Binky the clown doll and quietly heads downstairs. Austin who got up before him is heading down the other stairs holding a bat. *Its pitch black downstairs with only lighting flashing occasionally. *They back facing the opposite side and as they turn around a powerful lighting strikes the room scaring them with Austin holding his bat high in the air as Dez is using his clown as sheid
Austin and Dez: Ahhhh!
*Ally comes running halfway down and turns on the light.
Ally: What are you guys doing down here?!
Austin: I heard some odd noise down here
Dez: Me too
Ally: What did you think it was?
Austin and Dez: Candy Face
Ally: There's no such thing as Candy Face
*Another strike of lighting flashes and the boys see a green mean looking face
Austin and Dez: Ahh! *Austin jumps in Dez's arms
Ally: That's not Candy Face its Trish
Austin and Dez: Trish?! *Dez is so surprised he drops Austin hard on the ground. He helps him up
Dez: Trish looks so scary
Trish:(angry)I'm wearing a sleep mask to help my face stay smooth
Austin: What are you doing down here?
Ally:(annoyed)Perhaps to get a drink of water *Points to cup in the Latino's hand
Dez: Oh my bad
Austin: Why did you tell us that story? What about those boys Zed and Naustin?
Ally:(in disbelief) Wow you really don't get it do you?
Austin and Dez:(confused) Get what?
Trish:(irritated) Those are your names backwards!
Austin and Dez: Ohhh
Trish: Oh and Dez if you ever call me scary again I'll break both your legs so you can't go anywhere! Dez: Noted *Screams and runs upstairs with Austin right behind him. Both girls tiredly sigh and go up as well.
