A/N - I remembered that we wrote a further Bonfire Night special some time ago, but this one has NEVER been published. Till now. ;) This one was Rurrlock's idea. We hope you enjoy it. :D - Laura
Bonfire Night part 2
November 5th...
"Come on! Come on! We're going to miss the fireworks!" PJ jumped up and down excitedly, dragging his poor father along down the road towards the club. Pinhead grunted and yelped with every pull, afraid that his son would rip his own arms off; the boy was growing quite strong as it was, and with him being excited about getting to see a glorious fireworks display up close and personal didn't help matters.
From behind, Kirsty watched on in amusement, whilst walking along with her daughters, Ashley and Aeryn by her side. Unfortunately, the littlest of the group wouldn't be able to attend, so Kirsty decided to leave him behind with a babysitter. She was hesitant to have Pennywise act as guardian, but it turns out he can be pretty good with kids and keep them entertained with his balloon shows...even if the clown would end up distracting himself with the balloons as well.
Whilst PJ and Aeryn were beyond excited for Bonfire Night, Ashley was nervous about coming along. "I don't like the loud noises that fireworks make all the time."
"But that's the fun part!" PJ called out, giving his dad's arm another yank, this time nearly toppling the Cenobite onto the ground.
"Slow down, son!" Pinhead yelped. "They won't start the display without us. There's no rush."
"But I want to get first so that I don't have to be behind the pups. They always block my view."
Pinhead grinned at PJ. "I promise you, my boy; you, and your sisters, will have the best views available for a wonderful display."
PJ's eyes glinted brightly upon hearing that promise. He then proceeded to hug his father tightly before rushing forward yet again.
Before they could get far, Kirsty called out to Pinhead. "Honey, can we talk for a moment?" She then turned to Ashley. "Go along ahead, the club's not much farther."
The obedient daughter nodded and hurried along with Aeryn by her side, as they tried to catch up to an excitable PJ. They all rushed towards the club hand in hand, which was coming into view further down the street. Once they were out of hearing range, Pinhead paced himself so that he was now walking by Kirsty's sides. "What is it?"
"I can't help but feel a little worried!"
"About the display?" Pinhead inquired in a puzzled manner. "I don't see any reason why you should be. Miss LJ, herself, is working on making this a very jubilant, and safe night for everyone. We're not the only ones bringing our children."
"I know that LJ said she was going to be in charge of the display, and I trust her completely...it's Freddy and Chucky I'm worried about, as always."
"Ah," Pinhead understood where she was coming from, and placed his hands about her shoulders to try to calm her worries. "I doubt that Miss LJ would let those two hooligans within a hundred yards of the event..."
"I think we've established by now that those two can cause trouble no matter how many safety precautions we take. Those two could set fire to the arctic if you gave them two sticks." she stressed.
Pinhead stared empathetically at his wife, sensing her uneasiness about the night ahead. She did have a point; those two always seemed to find a way to cause trouble, no matter how well organised things were. He gathered his wife into his arms and embraced her into a comforting hug. "Kirsty, I assure you that this night will go peacefully."
"How?"
"I will keep a vigilant watch over those two. I will not stop them from bringing their own children to this event, and I won't spoil their fun, but I will make sure that those two obey safety commands and don't cause any kind of trouble tonight."
"Aww, you're always so thoughtful."
"I try to be." Pinhead said teasingly, earning a quick peck on the cheek from Kirsty.
But she didn't pull back and instead moved her lips closer to his ear and whispered seductively, "After the display, when we go back home, let's just say we'll be having a fireworks display of our own in the bedroom."
Pinhead pulled back sharply to face Kirsty. "That doesn't seem very safe..." Once those words left his lips, and he got a good look at the sly nature of Kirsty's expression, and how her hands smoothed over his chest, he realised what she meant. "Oh...oh!"
As if he wasn't already determined enough to have this night to as easy and swimmingly as possible.
"Okay, kiddies!" Tiffany called out. "Who wants some sparklers?" She then waved some sparklers between her fingers excitedly, hoping to entice the children...but they were focusing on something else.
"Lame! We want the big fireworks!" Brutus Krueger shouted out.
"Yeah mum!" Glenda Tilly-Ray followed afterwards. "Sparklers are boring. Can't we get to the fireworks now!"
Tiffany folded her arms and gave her daughter a stern look. "We will do that afterwards! You can't rush this..."
"But we want to rush it!" Angel, Angelique's daughter, then shouted out.
By this point, all the children were becoming restless and demanding, in all their big and explosive glory.
"I want fireworks that are as big as dragons!" Bruno Krueger called out.
"We want some that do it in different colours." Glen Tilly Ray piped up soon after.
Even someone a bit older than the children was getting involved, waving around a bunch of glowsticks as he chanted. "Yeah, let's start the fireworks revolution!"
"GHOSTFACE, YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" the adults yelled at the black-shrouded, country-singing, masked individual.
"What did I do?" he replied innocently, unaware that he was only antagonising the situation further.
Tiffany knew that she was losing confidence, and pretty soon the kids would begin to start throwing temper tantrums about until they got what they wanted, and with the twelve Krueger-Fitzergerald pups making the most noise. Just when she seemed at the end of her rope, LJ came running to her side, met with a round of huge applause from the children as they knew that her presence could only mean one thing...the fireworks were ready.
The poor club owner stopped and took a minute to catch her breath after running towards them, having to use Tiffany's shoulder as support. "Everyone...the fireworks have been set up. I got a good number-"
"How many?" PJ asked.
"I bet a thousand!" Glenda theorised.
"No, a million!" Angel responded.
''A billion!'' Buffy Krueger guessed.
Bruno waved his arm about to get everyone's attention. "A quadrazillion!"
"That's not a real number, chew-toy brain!" Brutus scolded his sibling, whom was blissfully unaware as he tried to count his own made-up number with his fingers to prove his brother wrong.
LJ giggled nervously at the children's enthusiasm. "It might not be that many, but it will be awesome. So are you ready?"
"YEEEEAAAHHH!" all the children shouted excitedly, much to the parents' amusement.
As LJ and Tiffany began the preparations for their fireworks set up close by to the entrance of the club, about two dozen or so neatly stacked fireworks of different colours aimed for the sky, Pinhead approached his children and leaned down close to them so they could hear what he had to say. "Now, don't stand too close. We can see them clearly from here. And if it's too scary for any of you, just let your mother and I know."
"We know daddy!" PJ said in a rushed tone. Not to be rude, but he was just too impatient in waiting for the fireworks. Kirsty couldn't help but chuckle as she saw their son practically bouncing up and down while watching the first few fireworks being lit up. The fuses were lit, and the sparks trickled up the rope, leaving everyone on the edge of their seats as it got closer and closer.
Pinhead leaned back to talk with Kirsty. "This night may turn out well after all. There hasn't been a sight nor sound of either Frederick or Charles."
"That's what worries me." she replied.
"I don't see how those two imbeciles can possibly sabotage this night now..."
When Pinhead reached the end of his sentence, the fuses on the fireworks reached their mark...
...
...
And nothing happened.
Everyone stared forward, waiting for something to happen, but not even a single firework shot off into the air. They all remained rooted to the ground.
"What happened?" Tiffany questioned.
Ghostface shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe they got stage fright?"
"I'm being serious!"
"So was I!"
While the rest of the adults started questioning what was happening, and LJ cursed herself believing that she had been tricked into buying blanks, and the children all started whining and calling out for someone to do something and fix the problem...Pinhead and Kirsty turned to face each other, already knowing what was about to happen. "Oh no!" they groaned.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" Freddy and Chucky's bellowing voices called out into a booming microphone from behind the group. The two were dressed in long black cloaks, acting like true entertainers and showmen, ready to dazzle their audience...but Pinhead and Kirsty were not amused about this in the slightest, as this new development could only mean one thing...trouble with a capital T.
"What are you two plotting?" Pinhead demanded, his hands on his hips.
"What are we plotting?" Chucky said in dramatic fashion. "Only the most spectacular and electrifying fireworks display in the history of history!"
"So you sabotaged my fireworks to achieve that!?" LJ shouted.
"It had to be done!"
Kirsty gulped, already fearful for her children's safety. "What do you mean by your spectacular fireworks display?"
Freddy rubbed his hands together gleefully. "We were doing some research earlier-"
At that point, Jason held up a cue card. Did that much thinking hurt you? ;)
Irritated, Freddy yelled at his rival and pointed an accusing finger. "Oh ha, ha, why don't you pull out and shut your mouth...card." He stuttered, realising his counter-roast didn't exactly work as his rival was indeed a mute and therefore his mouth was permanently shut. He shook away those thoughts and continued with his statement from earlier. "Like I was saying, we were doing some research earlier and came across some interesting bit of news concerning fireworks."
"Why were you researching about fireworks in the first place?" Pinhead sighed.
"Because I was bored and couldn't find anything better to do, we're only a few days into November and every porn site I log onto is swamped by a damn Christmas advert."
Before anyone could actually make an rare agreement with Freddy regarding the Christmas comment, Kirsty felt Ashley tug on her sleeve to get her mother's attention. "Mommy, what's a porn site!"
Kirsty's jaw practically hit the ground. She instantly turned to Freddy and threw him the most menacing death glare imaginable.
The dream demon began to sweat nervously and loosened his collar to let down a gulp. If Kirsty got her hands on him, he wouldn't survive the night, let alone to Christmas.
Frustrated with the delays, Chucky continued with the speech. "Long story-short, we found out that the world record for most fireworks set off at the same time is around a thousand!"
"So?" LJ questioned.
"SO...we're going to double that record tonight!" Chucky announced. He and Freddy stepped aside to reveal what was hidden behind them. As the adults's faces contorted in panic, the children's all lit up with wide smiles as row upon row of fireworks took up the street behind the two trouble makers. "With TWO THOUSAND fireworks!"
"HOW AND WHERE DID YOU TWO EVEN GET THAT MANY FIREWORKS!?" Kirsty screamed.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Freddy sniggered and winked at the unamused mother of four.
"Yes! That's exactly why I asked, you idiot!"
"No time for that sista, we have a record to break!" Freddy started to click two of his knife fingers over one of the fuses. Each of them connected to every single, seemingly never-ending, line of fireworks.
Before a spark could hit its mark, Pinhead grabbed his arm and pulled him away. "This is outrageous! And we won't allow it!"
"Really? I think the jury's already decided on that." he told Pinhead with a cocky smirk before turning to the children. "Hey kids, should Uncle Freddy light up these fireworks for y'all?"
"YEEEAAAHHHH!" the children called out.
"And we don't want the mean old, Grumpy-Pants PinBoy spoiling the fun, do we?"
"NOOOO!" The children yelled out in agreement, pointing towards and booing at Pinhead.
Pinhead scowled at Freddy before sneering between gritted teeth, "I am not an old grumpy pants, Frederick!"
Suddenly, Ghostface leapt to Pinhead's side and yelled, "Boo! You're a grumpy pants!"
"WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON?!" the adults shouted at Ghostface.
Chucky sighed with frustration before pulling out a match and lighting it. "Enough of this! We have a world record to break." Without warning, he lit the fuse and the spark began to spread to each of the strings that were connected to the fireworks.
Tiffany was close to pulling her hair out of her head. "Chucky!"
"Relax, they're all pointed up towards the sky! No one is going to get hurt. Now give me some sugar..." He took a step forward, but in doing so tripped over one of the strings that had become entangled between his legs like loosened shoelaces. Soon enough, each of the fireworks began to topple over in a kind of domino effect...and making them all point towards the group. "Uh oh."
"PUT OUT THE FUSE! PUT OUT THE FUSE! PUT OUT THE FUSE!" Kirsty screamed as all the adults leapt forward to try and stop the fuse from reaching the end...but it was too late.
They all landed on a ground in a heap, though that was lucky for them, because it now meant that the rows upon rows of fireworks were aimed right above their heads, as well as over the children's and shot up into the sky. Soon, everything was blinded in a majestic fury of noise and light. Fire and explosions rocked the sky so powerfully, the clouds themselves were blown away. The children all stared wide-eyed and cheered loudly, while the adults all panicked ducked for cover, including the two very instigators of this.
MEANWHILE, IN SPACE...
"Uh, the Sun is to the west of us, right?"
"Yes, why?"
"Then why is it so bright over here?"
Two astronauts could barely believe their eyes as it seemed like the Earth was turning into a glowing ball of fire and light, forcing them to avert their eyes even from within the confines of their space station.
"Wow, it's only November and already Mother Nature's putting on the Christmas lights."
Back at the club...
"THAT WAS AMAZING!" PJ screamed excitedly.
"I KNOW, RIGHT!" Glenda agreed as the two held hands and began bouncing around while all the other children either cheered or chanted cries of 'again, again'.
As for the adults, they weren't as enticed by the idea. All of them were now covered in soot and coughing up smoke due to the sparks and heat that had erupted so close to them. The ends of the pins on Pinhead's head (try saying that three times fast) were alight with small flames, so much so he might have to change his name to Candlehead. "Well...that was something."
Kirsty coughed up some smoke and watched the happy, dancing children. "Something, indeed."
Later On, at the Cotton-Totec Residence...
Pinhead breathed a heavy sigh of relief as he stare at himself through the bathroom mirror, glad to finally be clean and refreshed after being covered in soot and small flames after the 'little' firework incident. Warm steam clouded the bathroom, almost making it impossible to see. He must have spent at least a good hour in the shower trying to clear off all the soot, and Kirsty had spent a similar amount of time in there prior to that. Normally, the two would decide to shower together, but being coated in soot wasn't exactly a good mood setter, so they decided to just do it one at a time for now.
The kids, meanwhile, were all probably in their bedrooms, watching other fireworks displays going on outside, refusing to sleep until they had their fair share of awesome explosions filling the sky. Though it would be hard to top the display that Freddy and Chucky had put on for them earlier, though the adults weren't so happy about it.
Pinhead wrapped a bath towel around his waist, covering his unmentionables as he stepped outside the bathroom door and headed for his and Kirsty's bedroom. His wife was already sat on the edge of the bed, finishing up with drying her hair. A bath towel also draped around her body. She stared out of the window and watched the dazzling display of fireworks going on outside. A multitude of different colours exploded in all kinds of shapes and sizes. Despite what had happened earlier, Kirsty felt at ease seeing the fireworks. She heard Pinhead walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. A teasing grin appeared, unseen by Pinhead. "Finished in the shower, honey?"
"Yes, finally." Pinhead huffed, rubbing the inside of his ear, trying to get the last bit of water out. "It took some time to properly wash each pin, but in the end, I believe I have been fully cleansed."
"That's good to hear." Kirsty replied, setting down the hair-dryer and standing up, making sure to hold onto her towel to prevent it from dropping to the floor...for now at least.
Meanwhile, Pinhead grumbled as his thoughts turned to Freddy and Chucky's 'display' earlier. "Those two can never act responsible for a single day. They could have endangered us, or even the children."
"I know, but you protected them and made sure they had fun. Like you said they would." She turned around to face him, posing in a very sultry and seductive stance as she edged ever closer.
Soon enough, Pinhead realised that she was moving towards him, and he couldn't help but gulp and feel his heart race at the sight. There was something utterly bewitching and erotic in seeing his true love, draped in only a towel as her slightly wet and messy hair tumbling over her shoulders. He followed a single droplet of water, curving down her neck and over her body. Although her towel kept her body unseen, the top of her cleavage was still partially visible, giving Pinhead a good enough show.
Kirsty smirked as Pinhead continued to gape at her. She was mere inches from him. "Remember what I said earlier?"
"Hmm?" He was far too focused on...other things to hear her at first.
"I promised you that we would make fireworks of our own?" She winked, and pulled her towel down a little further, exposing more of her breasts.
Pinhead's eyes almost became as large as her bosoms. He licked his dry lips and tried to hold back to urge to reach out and grope them. "Y-you may have mentioned-"
Suddenly, making Pinhead nearly jump out of his skin, Buster the bunny popped out from the towel and between Kirsty's cleavage, startling them both. "...HOW?" they both screamed.
Buster innocently gazed at each of them, unaware of the shock they had received. Carefully, Kirsty picked up the little guy and gently placed him outside the bedroom and shutting the door. Once outside, the little guy hopped away to cause some more mischief elsewhere.
Once Pinhead was able to calm himself and allow his heart to return to normal pace, it would only pick back up again, as Kirsty approached him and placed a hand on his towel, cupping a feel between his legs. He groaned with delight as Kirsty fondled him and leaned in closely to whisper in his ear, "Is that a firework under your towel, or are you just happy to see me?" She nibbled on his ear.
Pinhead couldn't wait any longer, he reached forward and was about to push the towel down Kirsty's body to reveal her full, nude body to him...until Buster suddenly popped out from between her cleavage yet again, this time, holding a lit sparkler in his mouth. Unfortunately, the lit end of the sparkler was pointed towards Pinhead's face and before he knew it, his pins caught fire again. He panicked and rushed back into the bathroom to splash some water on his face while Kirsty looked on in shock.
After dipping his head into a sink filled with water, Pinhead, with the ends of his pins steaming and hissing, glared at the bunny, waving the sparkler between his teeth as if celebrating the night his own bunny-like way. "I despise you!"
All the little rabbit did was stare back innocently and chew on the stick of the sparkler.
The End!