Halloween 2011 Part Two
Kirsty & Pinhead's House...
"Oh come on baby, it wasn't that bad!"
Kirsty tried her best to soothe her humiliated husband while she went to work sewing what was left of his PainMan costume after that unfortunate moment of madness where the pants to the costume split for everyone to see and mock.
"You're right my dear. Bad doesn't begin to describe it. Complete and utter embarrassment of a Leviathan-like scale would be a better fit." Pinhead sighed as he stood in the corner of the room while Kirsty continued to work.
After his tear, the two of them had to walk back home so Kirsty could repair it. Tiffany had babysitter duty at the club looking after PJ and the twins; of course Kirsty was reluctant to leave her children, but the situation called for it as Pinhead demanded to have his costume fixed before the night was over.
And as she sewed away the rip in the costume, she couldn't help but drift her eyes over to Pinhead, occasionally running her vision down his legs and the obvious slight bulge in Pinhead's tights between his legs whenever her fingers were safe from the needle's harm. That's when she thought that maybe being away from PJ and the twins for the moment wasn't just a bad thing.
"Are you finished yet, dear?" Pinhead asked, bringing his wife out of her thoughts.
"Huh?" she replied dreamily. "Oh right, yes it's almost done. Just two more stitches." She went to putting the finishing touches to the costume as quickly as possible.
"There, finished!" she said proudly pulling up the shorts and handing them over to her husband. "Hopefully these will last the night."
"Well, I highly doubt anything worse could happen then what I went through, and before the night has even truly begun. It's just my luck isn't it!?" Pinhead groaned as he took the pants off Kirsty and was about to put them on, until he felt the hand of his wife trail across his chest suggesting for him to stop. When he did so and looked at his wife, he could see the lust building in her eyes and knew full well what she wanted. "Now?"
"Well we're not going to find another time tonight. I just figured...with PJ and the girls not here for the moment-" Kirsty tried to reason but was eventually stopped as Pinhead held his finger to her lips.
"I'm glad that you'll never change, my dear!" he cooed as the two went into a make-out fit which led from out of the room. They stumbled along the hallway, trashing around, lips on lips passionately kissing until they found the bedroom and shut the door behind them, just in case, you never know what might happen...and they had no idea.
Twenty Minutes Later - The Bedroom...!
"Happy Halloween, my sweet Kirsty." Pinhead said as he caressed his lovely wife's cheek whilst they lay in their bed, just holding each other
After much debate, they decided not to go the whole way. After all, Kirsty did just spend the last half an hour trying to fix the rip in Pinhead's costume, and it would be a bummer if she just ripped it to pieces in a lust-fuelled moment. Besides, they knew PJ would be up all night anyway so that meant the next few days he would have early nights and that would mean more...parents' time.
"Happy Halloween, my brave, strong Xipe." Kirsty replied as she kissed Pinhead on the lips. Just as the kiss began to heat up once again, she realised something. "Oh I think I lost one of my Wonder Woman bracelets in the hall. Can you go find it for me, honey?"
"As you wish my love!" he answered, getting up to leave the room and enter the hallway. It took him a few moments of looking before he finally caught sight of one of Kirsty's bracelets for her costume. As he reached for it, he couldn't help but feel a cold chill breeze across his skin. He shuddered slightly, however as quickly as the sensation came it disappeared. Pinhead just shrugged his shoulders believing it to be nothing and went back to his room.
"I found your bracelet, darling." he announced as he edged closer to the bedroom. Remembering the cold shudder, he decided he should ask his wife about it. "Kirsty, you wouldn't have perhaps felt a cold chill-"
But once Pinhead walked past the door frame, he found himself tackled to the ground and pinned down (no pun intended) by someone who proved surprisingly strong. He tried to rise, but the person who was restraining him wouldn't let him up and continued pressing him down hard against the bedroom's carpeted floor.
"Who are you?" the person spoke in a strong, firm tone; a tone that Pinhead recognised instantly, yet it didn't help with the confusion he felt during all this.
"Kirsty? What is the meaning of this?" Pinhead asked. However Kirsty didn't let up and just continued to push Pinhead down to the floor.
"I'll ask you again demon! Who are you? And where have you taken me? Your ritual area of sacrifice?"
"Kirsty dear, if this is your idea of a little role play then I'm sorry to say that this is far too barbaric. You're acting as if you really are Wonder Woman!"
Straight away Pinhead regretted those words, because Kirsty then grabbed Pinhead by the shirt and lifted him above her, holding him up like a defenceless child.
"How do you know who I am?" Kirsty asked with little patience. That's when Pinhead really got confused?
Did Kirsty actually believe she was Wonder Woman? That would appear idiotic. But that would have been before Kirsty was able to lift a Cenobite over her head with little effort.
"Please listen to me," Pinhead tried to reason with her. "I mean you no harm!"
"Then start explaining before I rip out all of those pins out of your head and stick them back in the wrong end!" she threatened, earning a gulp of worry from Pinhead.
How could he possibly explain this to her? He didn't even know what was going on himself; his wife somehow believed she was the very character she was dressed up as?
"Very well. You dressed up as Wonder Woman for Halloween and it appears somehow you have acquired her personality, and evidently her powers as well..."
"Nice try demon!" Kirsty said. "But I don't fall for such trickery as easily. You'll have to do better than that!"
"...And I'm also your husband."
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CRASH!
It was a good thing that Cenobites have enough durability to survive being thrown out of bedroom windows by their wives, because otherwise Pinhead would have been dead. But that didn't mean he wasn't in a lot of pain. He groaned heavily and attempted to roll over to get back up, but that was going to be difficult as Kirsty jumped out the window and landed on top of him with great agility.
"Unless you give me answers right now, I'll be sending you to the Underworld in pieces!" Kirsty sneered.
"I have been, but you won't listen to reason!" Pinhead pleaded.
"You expect me to believe that we're married?"
"It is the truth!"
"And I suppose THIS is your doing as well?!" she sneered as she indicated to her bulging baby bump.
Pinhead gulped hard at that statement, knowing he could suffer horribly if he admitted to being the father of the baby currently inside of her, but could not help but answer truthfully.
"But Kirsty, of course. It's our doing! It's our child!"
He now expected a clout across the head, or to be brutally castrated, but Kirsty just chuckled darkly. "Sorry demon, but it'll take more than that to convince me of such lies and trickery!"
It was like being trapped between a rock and a hard place. What was Pinhead to do? How could he possibly convince Kirsty what he was saying was the truth? She wouldn't trust him at all. But maybe if she wouldn't believe those statements from one 'demon', she would have to believe when coming from a whole group of people.
"Very well. I'll prove it to you. If you follow me, we'll meet our friends who can definitely convince you that what I'm saying to you is the honest and sincere truth!"
"Why should I trust you? I could crush you right now!"
"So then, you have nothing to lose do you?" he said, hoping that she would buy it. If she didn't, it wouldn't be just his costume that would be torn apart tonight. Kirsty looked down at him, her eyes filled with raw power and control. He couldn't help but feel turned on. Eventually though, she stepped off the Cenobite.
"Fine. Take me to our so-called friends! But if this is one of your tricks, may Hades have mercy on your soul!"
This threat earned another gulp off of Pinhead.
Couldn't they ever just have one holiday without worry?
Outside the Club...
"This is where we meet?" Kirsty questioned in disgust at the state of the club from the way it looked on the outside. "It looks like a back-washed home where all kinds of rotten Neanderthals hang out!"
"With the souls we know, I would fail to disagree with you on that, dear." Pinhead said. Quickly, it was followed by a cry of pain as Kirsty crushed his shoulder hard forcing him to his knees.
"Don't call me that! I'm not your dear!"
"Yes dea- I mean, yes. But know that what I am saying is true, and these people will be delighted to confirm it.''
"Very well. You first!" Kirsty said with arms crossed as she waited for Pinhead to advance. Reluctantly, the Cenobite did so walking to the door, only to have it open before he could push it. Standing at the doorway was Michael still in his ghost costume, standing motionless in the way.
"Ah Michael. Thank Leviathan I didn't cross Frederick or Charles first. Where are the others? Something strange is happening to Kir-"
"HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA!"
Just then, screech like laughter erupted throughout the club, and at that moment Joey jumped out standing in between the two of them. Her back was hunched and her pointed face looking around as if trying to find something before screaming in a high pitched tone; "I'll find you my pretty. Those ruby slippers are mine! Mine!"
"Joey? What has gotten into you?" Pinhead gasped in disbelief at what he was seeing.
He never got his answer as running out of the door toward him as well was Jennifer in her Dorothy costume.
"Please help me good sir. Do you know the fastest route to Kansas. Oh dear, the wicked witch has found me!" she shrieked before running down the road, with Joey cackling with laughter as she took off after her.
"Hold it you witch!" a voice called out. Just as the witch had left, Chucky and Leprechaun had come running out as well, both still as Munchkins.
"We have to stop that nasty witch!" Chucky said in a squeaky voice, like he was on helium. "We can't let her get the slippers, or hurt Dorothy."
"Aye, you're right lad! Quick, to the yellow brick road!" Leprechaun agreed as the two ran in the same direction Joey and Jennifer went, leaving a bewildered Pinhead standing with his eyes bugged out and his mouth wide opening ready to catch flies.
And as if things could not get any weirder, he had almost forgot Michael was still in front of him, so he must have been freaked out when Michael just floated past him...and I mean right past him, like he really was a ghost!
"Is this what it's always like here?" Kirsty asked the facepalming Pinhead.
"No. Excuse me." Pinhead said as he rushed into the club and instantly was taken back as Angelique and Lilith walked up to him in their pheasant costumes. "Please, I don't have time for this now. Something is happening-"
"Oh, this bold, handsome figure believes that a couple of pheasant girls like us would dare offer ourselves to him?" Angelique asked in amusement to her friend.
"If only, but we are not worthy!" Lilith said.
"Y-you're what? Not worthy?!" Pinhead stuttered finding it hard to believe what was happening, Angelique and Lilith were practically saying they weren't good enough for him. And although in a way it was true, they would never in a million years admit it.
"Come now," Angelique called Lilith. "Let us leave this noble man to attend to his mission."
And with that the two of them walked away, only for Pinhead to be greeted with even more bizarre sights. Such as Jason and Djinn ducking it out against one another in their respective Darth Maul and Zorro costumes. And not only that, but with the exact same skill their characters have, showing off a skilled battle of the swords one can only dream of.
"AHH!"
A scream nearly popped Pinhead's eardrums, and the scream came from Candyman of all people, who was running about in his Captain Hook costume crying like a baby. "Someone please save me, don't let that crocodile eat me! I can't take it! Save me someone!"
"Come back sir!" Tiffany shouted out as she chased after Candyman while carrying a medical bag. "I still need to check your temperature! Spending all that time in that cold, icy water swimming away must have given you a cold or something. I need to check!"
Was Tiffany actually acting like a proper nurse?
What the hell was going on!?
"This is pure madness!" Pinhead summarised in the purest of terms, because really it was. Everyone was literally in character, acting like whomever they were dressed up as. This surely couldn't get any more crazy?
"Hey, Wonder Woman!"
'Oh no, please not this!' Pinhead thought. 'Don't let it be true.' Unfortunately it was, as zipping past him faster than he could even see, in a blinding red blur was none other than Freddy Krueger...as the Flash, running toward Wonder Woman.
"Where have you been? I had ten bucks on that you were probably wrestling with Ares or something. Please tell me you were. I don't think I can handle losing another bet to the big cheese!"
"Flash?" Kirsty gasped in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you of course! Well, me being me I wait for everyone because I'm of course the fastest man on the planet!" Freddy gloated, but not in a Freddy Krueger like way, in an actually Flash from DC comics kind of way with innocent over-confidence.
"Frederick?" Pinhead called out in desperation. Wow, the Lead Cenobite calling to Freddy out of desperation? Now you know this is serious. "What has gone on here? Is this one of yours or Charles' immature pranks?"
"Yo, who's the freakshow you picked up this time?" Freddy asked Kirsty.
"Well apparently from this demon's word he accuses me of being his wife!"
Freddy looked back and forth between the two of them, emotionless and silent for a moment for speaking to Kirsty. "I think he suits you."
"Do you want me to break your nose!?" Kirsty spat at the Freddy speedster.
"What? He seems like an okay guy. Sure the costume is crap but hey gotta start somewhere."
"Excuse me, my costume is not-" Pinhead started to argue however the word costume sprung to mind.
Everyone was acting like the very characters they were dressed up as, so maybe it was something to do with the costumes. And if Chucky and Freddy did use a spell, why hadn't Pinhead's costume been affected too, even if it was his own he must act a little different? So it had to be down the costumes, ones that Kirsty bought from some shop...oh what was the name?
"Kirsty, I think I know what is causing this pandemic. But you need to tell me the whereabouts of the shop you purchased everyone's costumes!"
"Who the hell is Kirsty?" Freddy asked.
"That's what he's been calling me for the past hour. He believes it to be my real name!"
"Oh, oh, what's my name? What's my name?" Freddy asked boisterously.
"It's Frederick, although you prefer to go by Freddy. Don't you remember?" The Prince of Pain secretly prayed that Freddy would remember something.
Again, Freddy was late to respond before whispering to himself. "Freddy huh? Cool, better than Wally West!"
Just then another voice called out to them. "Don't say that. There's nothing wrong with your name."
Pinhead could recognise that voice anywhere, and why shouldn't he? It was identical to his. He shuddered knowing what he was about to witness as flying towards the group was Elliot Spencer as Superman.
"It's the name your parents gave you and you should be proud of it! Now I need your help!"
"What is it, Superman?" Wonder Woman/Kirsty asked.
"Flash and I have been having trouble with this demon that-" He finally noticed Pinhead and was instantly suspicious. "A demon that looks a lot like this one here!"
"Don't worry about him," Kirsty told the Elliot Man of Steel. "This one's harmless, although he would have a lot less bruises if he would learn to hold his tongue."
Freddy dashed over to Elliot to finish what Kirsty was saying. "Apparently this dude thinks he and Wonder Woman are hitched. Ain't that cute!"
"It's the truth!" Pinhead shouted before addressing Elliot. "Please Elliot, surely you should recognise your own flesh and blood!"
"Sorry but you must have me mistaken for someone else! I am Kal-El; Last son of Krypton!" Elliot replied, puffing his chest out and placing his hands about his hips.
"Listen to yourself. If you're Superman why do you speak in a British accent?" Pinhead tried to get them to understand, and although his statement did catch the hero trio off guard, it didn't do the job.
"I've noticed that as well," Freddy said. "Is that like another one of your powers, you can learn different accents? Okay seriously you've got enough power to make a team all by yourself. You think you can let us borrow them sometime!?"
All of a sudden, just before Pinhead could try and make an attempt at breaking whatever spell it was that was making his wife and associates to act this way, another familiar voice called out, grabbing Super-Elliot's attention at once.
"Cousin Kal-El! Thank Goodness you are here!"
"Oh my Leviathan!" Pinhead gasped, staring to the new figure to approach him. "Miss- Miss LJ?!"
Pinhead had turned just in time to see the young club manager LJ, clad as the Man of Steel's very young and naïve cousin Supergirl, fly towards them in a red-blue blur and then embrace her supposed cousin - Elliot as Superman.
"Oh Kara!" Elliot beamed, hugging LJ. "I thought you had been sent to the Phantom Zone."
"Oh no." LJ/Supergirl replied. "I am looking for the Omegahedron. I've lost it. I fear it's fallen yet again in the wrong hands."
"Don't worry Supergirl," Wonder Woman/Kirsty stated proudly. "We shall help you find it."
"Yeah, me too. Since I'm the fastest man alive." Freddy/Flash stated cockily again.
"Would you stop saying that!" Super-Elliot shot at the burnt looking speedster.
"Who are you?" Supergirl/LJ inquired nervously, eyeing Pinhead warily.
"Miss LJ, surely you must know-" Pinhead started but was beat to the punch by Wonder-Kirsty.
"Don't mind this one, Kara." she said, giving Pinhead a withering look. "He appears to be on our side, though he does have the unfortunate and annoying habit of calling us by names that are not our own."
"Yeah, and he believes he's Wonder Woman's husband." Freddy-Flash giggled. "Match made in Themyscira if ya ask me."
"Be silent!" Wonder-Kirsty sneered, grabbing the red clad Freddy by the shoulder and crushing it - making him wince. "Or I'll tear off those legs to ensure that you would no longer hold the fastest man alive title..."
Just then, as the amazing Amazon was close to tearing the Freddy-Flash a new asshole, the room started to shake violently, a blue light shone around and the air grew cold. Elliot turned around to face a new figure that was approaching as Kirsty, LJ and Freddy took to his side. "Here comes the demon!" Super-Elliot stated.
"Wait," Pinhead called out. "You said this demon looked identical to me then...oh no!" Just when he thought that this night couldn't get any worse, the unthinkable was about to happen.
"I'll tear your souls apart!"
The voice of PJ echoed throughout the room in a strong, authoritative tone sending chills down Pinhead's spine for all the wrong reasons. His son had also fallen to whatever curse had been placed upon the club, and that meant he was face to face with himself in a way...this is some serious stuff here.
"Oh my boy, not you too!" Pinhead whimpered. "It has to be the costumes doing this. I must find that shop and put a stop to this madness!"
He ran for the door, only to have a chain erupt from the ground in front of him and block his path.
"Why leave?" PJ spoke. "I have such sights to show you!"
Okay it's just too disturbing when you hear little kids use Pinhead's dialogue in his tone, and as much as the distraught father didn't want to admit it...PJ made a damn good Pinhead.
"Not if we have anything to say about it!" Elliot shouted defiantly.
"Five bucks says I get him first, me being the fastest man on the planet!" Freddy called out cockily.
"I wonder if this demon is the one who has stolen the Omegahedron!" Supergirl/LJ said.
"I wouldn't be surprised. This demon looks power hungry and hellbent on ruling the world!" Wonder-Kirsty replied.
While PJ was distracted with the awesome foursome heroes, Pinhead could navigate around the chain in his path and make a run for the door and sprint out of the club before anything else happened that would mentally scar him for life. This would normally take a lot for a Cenobite, but this was a lot. Everyone he knew was acting...so not him or herself, he had to get to the bottom of this and fast. If only he knew where the costume shop was.
"MOOOO!"
"MEOW!"
Despite every fibre of his being telling him not to look, he just had to make sure. And it was true as Pinhead caught sight of Ginger dressed as a cow chewing on the grass in a nearby park. While next to her was Bridget curled up into a ball, much like a cat, while stroking her was Needy as Catwoman.
"You're so purr-fect!" she purred to her feline friend, while Pinhead watched on in puzzlement.
"I need to find that shop fast!" Pinhead said.
"WHAZZUP!"
Out of nowhere Ghostface jumped out, surprising Pinhead. Though, what the shrouded figure didn't expect was an ecstatic smile to appear on Pinhead's face like he just made another kid with Kirsty.
"Oh no, you're not drunk are-" His sentence was cut short as Pinhead bear-hugged him like there was no tomorrow.
"You always shout that out! That must mean it's you! It has to be! Wait, what's your favourite type of music? Answer me damn it!" Pinhead shook Ghostface with such force he could have snapped his neck.
"Country club, you know that! What the hell is going-"
He was cut off again as Pinhead hugged him harder this time. The Cenobite was so wrapped up in delight that he couldn't hear the crushing noises coming from Ghostface's body. "Pinhead...I think you might have just broken one of my ribs!"
"Huh? Oh dear, I'm so sorry." he apologised while letting go of Ghostface, with the banshee-faced fellow needing a moment or two to heal up while Pinhead explained what was going on. Everything from the costumes Kirsty bought, and how they actually believed themselves to be whomever they are dressed up as.
"Wow, good thing I didn't dress up tonight!" Ghostface said.
"Yes, but we must hurry and- by the way, what have you been doing all night?" Pinhead asked.
"Oh, scaring trick or treaters. It's fun!" He then pointed down the street. "Hey look; there's another one right now. Watch this!"
Before Pinhead could argue, Ghostface was already on the move towards the kid he pointed out.
However, once Pinhead saw the kid Ghostface was planning to scare, he couldn't hide his worry. "Ghostface, you shouldn't do that."
"WHAZZUP!"
Ghostface leapt out, making the little kid jump and trip backwards landing flat on his back. While Ghostface did a little victory dance at scaring another kid, he still failed to notice Pinhead's worried expression as the kid stood back up. The kid looked no older than ten maybe, wearing what looked like orange pyjamas, and an old ratty bag over his head which looked a little too scary to be a harmless child's Halloween mask.
"Ghostface, get away from that boy!" Pinhead called out.
"Why?"
"You don't realise who you just scared?"
"Yeah, probably some little oompa-lumpa that's now wet his pants after that scare. He should be crying home to his mommy..."
"You just scared Sam!"
Immediately Ghostface stopped laughing. "Sam who?"
"Samhain, the demon of Halloween since its origins! That's who you just frightened!"
"I-I did?" Ghostface stuttered as he turned around to face the little pint-sized demon, which had brought out a little lollipop and was licking it under the mask. "Hey that little oompa-lumpa comment, that was a compliment. No hard feelings right?" he asked, or more like begged.
But Sam showed no mercy as he bit down on the lollipop and brought it out with jagged teeth marks on it, the lollipop could now be a deadly weapon.
Ghostface screamed and attempted to run, but Sam had jumped up on his back and held on tightly trying to stab him with his lollipop. Ghostface tried to shake him off, but the little demon was too strong for him.
"Hold on!" Pinhead called out as he rushed over to save him.
"Please don't let him hurt me!" Ghostface cried. "I promise I'll cut off from the booze if I live!"
Just as it looked like Ghostface was about to met his end, Sam's lollipop was shot out of his hand and it landed on the ground nearby with an arrow embedded in it. He jumped off Ghostface and looked down the street in the direction from which the arrow came. Ghostface and Pinhead also looked and spotted someone holding a crossbow.
There stood a blond woman, athletic-looking and in a black trench coat holding a wooden stake in her other hand. She gave Sam a little grin. "Sorry kid, trick or treating is over for you!"
Buffy Summers, the Vampire Slayer, was here!
Sam growled at the Slayer before taking off, of course not forgetting his lollipop.
With that demon long gone, Buffy approached Pinhead and Ghostface, spinning the stake in her fingers. "Demons are going to have to learn, mess with Buffy and they're in for a can of whoop-ass!" However, she lost track of the stake's movement and it spun out of her hand and smacked her right in the face. "That didn't happen!"
"Well, we thank you Miss Buffy," Pinhead said. "Without your assistance I'm sure Ghostface here would have been-"
It was then he noticed Ghostface wasn't standing next to him anymore. He looked around for a bit before noticing the masked moron sitting on a park bench, and laughing his head off while smoke was rising above him. That could only mean one thing.
Pinhead groaned. "No, please don't let it be-"
Ghostface turned to face the two, his mask with a wasted smile and his eyes almost closed in contentment. It was his 'high' mask. "Man that is some good shit right here!" he groaned happily.
"Not the 'high' mask again, Ghostface, why?" Pinhead moaned.
"Helps me relax!" he answered before turning to Buffy. "Hey pretty lady, you look like someone I knew once. Want to go out sometime?"
"Um…thanks, but I'll take a pass, make that a bus pass as well!" Buffy said so Ghostface couldn't hear as he continued with his little smoking game. "Hey, how does his mask change to fit his mood?" she asked Pinhead.
"To be honest, I don't know myself! It baffles everyone." he answered. Then he remembered the whole reason why he was out in the first place. He still needed to find this shop with the costumes and put a stop to whatever was going on. "Buffy, I don't have much time to explain but something is happening. You may find this hard to believe-"
"...Everyone bought their costumes from this mysterious shop that surprisingly sold a lot, and then a few hours into the night everyone started to act like their costumes creating chaos and a lot of property damage!" Buffy said leaving Pinhead perplexed. "Been there done that! That's why I'm here, looking for the man responsible!"
"You know him?"
"Yeah, his name is Ethan Rayne. A dark magician whose ass I've kicked every single time we've met and yet he always comes back for more! He has this costume shop and underneath is a statue of a Roman Goddess that helps him put a curse on everyone who bought costume from said shop. So I'm guessing your costume wasn't bought from there?"
"No, I made it myself!" Pinhead said, proudly showing off. "I am PainMan!" he said in a heroic tone. It would look cool if his costume didn't look like it was going to rip once again.
"Yeah keep working on it!" Buffy told him. "Okay, we need to be on the look out for Ethan. Look for some guy in his forties or older, British, dark hair, pale skin, would probably wear a lot of black and-"
"Is that him?" Pinhead asked pointing behind her. She looked around and in fact there Ethan was, trying to sneak around them.
"Oops!" he whispered and then tried to make a run for it. He didn't get far as Pinhead sent a chain after him, hooking it into his jacket and pulling him back towards them. He landed at their feet with a heavy thud and immediately began rolling about and crying in agony. "Ow! That hurt!"
"Get over it!" Buffy replied harshly while grabbing Ethan by the collar and lifting him up until he was face to face with the two of them. "The Halloween costumes again? Really Ethan? Do you just have a fetish for that stuff or are you just out of ideas?" she mocked.
"This plan of mine almost killed you last time!"
"Last time?" Pinhead questioned the Slayer.
"A while back I bought a costume from his store, I was your average damsel-in-distress slash pacifist princess! Go figure!"
"Exactly," Ethan muttered. "So if it worked last time, it would surely beat you this time."
"You know, that was very well thought of except for one little thing; how is it supposed to stop me if I haven't bought a costume from your store?"
"That's-" Ethan gave that some thought and realised that maybe he didn't think this plan of his through at all. "...Bullocks!"
"Yes, and instead you manipulated my friends and family, and now I suggest you undo this right now!" Pinhead poked at Ethan's shoulder, and that little touch was enough to cause Ethan to crash to the ground and cry in pain once more like his arm had just been shot off. "I barely touched him."
"Yeah he does that a lot! He's not much of a fighter." Buffy told him while picking up Ethan once more. "Now are you going to be a good little crappy warlock and tell us where your new store is?"
"Ha, I'll never talk!" Ethan scoffed while crossing his arms. Buffy just shrugged her shoulders and grabbed both Ethan's arms in her petite hands and started crushing them, causing the man to whimper. "Ow, ow, okay, okay, it's just down the street!"
"See, that wasn't so hard!" Buffy said cheerfully while pushing Ethan along to lead the way.
Pinhead followed on behind, while at the same time trying to keep Ghostface on the right path who was mumbling the silliest things, whilst looking like he was going to puke. Yep, he also had a 'puke' mask along with his 'high' mask. He's got quite a lot of masks, help keep his identity secret. He could even be a her! Okay maybe not...or maybe-
"Are we there yet?"
"Ethan, it's your store you should know the way!" Pinhead called out.
"Oh right, well it's right there!" He pointed to a little shop next to them that had the words above the door 'Ethan's Costume Shoppe'. So then this has to be the place.
As Buffy dragged Ethan along, it was growing tiresome for Pinhead to keep carrying the high Ghostface, so just left the country music loving figure to sit on a bench until he was back to himself again. And speaking of that, Pinhead couldn't wait until all this was over and the others were back to themselves. It seemed as if they were mere moments away from it...but things are never that easy for our favourite Cenobite.
Just as Ethan opened the door, a loud howl echoed down the street, and not some normal dog howl, but a full on werewolf howl that you'd hear in those old horror films. Buffy nudged Ethan slightly to get his attention. "Um, did anyone by chance buy a werewolf costume from your store?"
"Oh no!" Pinhead groaned as he turned around. There, standing on hind legs was a large werewolf under the Halloween moon light. But this wasn't just any werewolf, this used to be Doc Frasier, who now because of the costume he was wearing became a werewolf. "I wondered what had happened to the Doctor."
"Why does that werewolf look like you?" Buffy pointed out.
"How can you tell it used to look like me?" Pinhead replied as he backed away from the monster, and held onto Ethan (earning a shout of pain off the warlock) while Buffy stepped forward.
"My BFF dated a werewolf once. You just never know." she told him as she brought out her crossbow and stake...where did she even keep those? She turned back to Pinhead. "Get inside and find that statue!"
Pinhead could only nod as the Doc werewolf charged at Buffy who in turn ran to the side, leading the creature away from the store. Pinhead and Ethan went inside, the Cenobite making sure that Ethan didn't get away by keeping a tight grip on him, despite the warlock's complaints.
He looked around the store hoping to find this statue that Buffy mentioned, but he could not find it anywhere. Ethan laughed at the Cenobite's desperate attempts. "Ha, you think I didn't learn from last time. I've hidden the statue someplace where it can never be found."
"It's in the basement isn't it?" Pinhead said pointing to the basement door.
"Wh- uh, no...what makes you say that?"
"You have a sign on it that says the statue is not down in the basement!" he said, pointing toward a long sign along the door that stated the obvious.
Ethan cursed his luck; maybe this is why he was never actually classed as a proper Buffy antagonist compared to her other foes.
Pinhead held onto the warlock tighter. "Alright, now we're going down there and you're going to stop whatever curse you've put on everyone now!" And without thinking, he gently nudged Ethan in the back, yet the warlock was sent flying across the room and he crashed into the door hard before landing with a thump.
"I've heard of the class lightweight, but this is just ridiculous!" Pinhead said as he walked over to Ethan and picked him up, only to discover in horror that he'd knocked the man out. He tried to slap him awake and call his name loud in both ears, but the warlock wouldn't budge. He was out cold. "Maybe I should start caring what God thinks!"
Leaving Ethan behind, Pinhead burst through the door and ran down the flight of stairs into the basement, in true super-heroism style. Standing in the middle of a darkened old room was a large statue which tall and intimidating. What was Pinhead to do? Was there a spell to stop all this? An enchantment? Oh no, what if there has to be a sacrifice to be made? Well Ethan was unconscious upstairs so there was an option.
He looked around desperately to find something to help him understand what this curse was and how to stop it, but found nothing. What if he couldn't find a way to end this? And everyone he knew and loved were gone forever?
PJ! Kirsty! The twins! Their unborn baby!
Even with the others it just wouldn't be the same! He held his head in his hands, but in doing so his arm bashed against the statue and caused it to fall and smash on the ground.
'Okay, now I have no other option,'
Pinhead got on his knees and started praying. "Please God, I'm sorry I've been an imbecile to you and supported a God to desires flesh and pain! I'm good now, no more torturing...except if Frederick and Charles annoy me that's always stayed the same. But please let it be that breaking the statue will end the curse and not make it worse. Just give me a sign that it worked!"
"WHAZZUP!" Ghostface shouted out, breaking the frantic mood, while falling down the flight of stairs and landing face first into the ground. "Oh, I feel much better now."
"I've ruined everything!" Pinhead cried out.
"Unless you consider turning the Doc naked a bad thing I have to agree with you."
Pinhead's eyes shot towards Ghostface instantly. "What?"
"Well when I got up, that chick Buffy was fighting some werewolf. The next thing we know it's turned back into Doc. I guess he must have ripped the costume when he turned because he came back naked. It was gross!"
"Then...then that means..."
Pinhead started piecing it all together; if Doc turned back when Pinhead broke the statue that must mean he ended the curse. "I DID IT! I BEAT THE CURSE! Oh this is marvellous. Speaking of which where is Buffy now?"
"Right I was getting to that. See when she was fighting the werewolf it was on top of her, and it stayed like that when Doc turned back so, Buffy is...probably laying underneath a naked Doc."
Just to make sure, the two of them sprinted back up the store and out of the front door heading over to where Buffy fought the werewolf and eventually they found her just as Ghostface had described. Laying underneath an unconscious naked Doc Frasier. She noticed the two of them and gave them the death glare to end all death glares.
"If either of you mention this to another living soul, I will rip off what makes you men!"
"What about non-living souls?" Ghostface asked earning an even stronger death glare from Buffy.
One Hour Later...
"So I turned into a werewolf?"
"Yep!"
"And tried to kill you?"
"Yep, yep!"
"And then I fell unconscious on top of that woman behind us?"
"Yep-a-roo!"
"...At least it was a hot woman!" Doc Frasier said as Ghostface helped him back to the club, while Pinhead and Buffy followed behind. Unfortunately Ethan had slipped away during the moment of joy on Pinhead's part. At first he thought Ethan made up the whole getting knocked out scenario, but Buffy knew full well it didn't take a lot for that guy to get knocked out. When they finally got back to the club, Pinhead could tell things were back to normal! Most of them were either embarrassed, in shock or just plain pissed off.
"Come on, Doc!" Jennifer snapped as she dragged Doc out of Ghostface's arms and the two went behind the club to...well, have a make-out session, something Doc wouldn't argue with. Following behind was Joey coughing like mad. What did you expect after all that cackling laughter?
"I sounded like a fucking chipmunk back there!" Chucky shouted out as he stormed back into the club with Leprechaun following behind him.
"Is that their normal size?" Buffy asked Pinhead of Chucky and Leprechaun.
''Yes. That's how they always are. But after the way they were tonight I find it hard to complain. Maybe in a few days when things return to normal!" Pinhead took a breath before asking the Vampire Slayer; "Would you mind joining us?"
Buffy smiled in response. "Yeah I could use a good party..."
Just then, the moment was interrupted by the hoot of a car horn. Pulling up in a shiny new Porsche were two very familiar and legendary vampires that Buffy knew very well.
"Hey how's it going?" Angel asked as he sat at the wheel, while the other vampire rode shotgun.
"What the bloody hell you been up to? And who the bloody hell are these ugly chaps?" Spike, the blond haired vampire, asked.
Seeing the two of them, Buffy turned back to Pinhead with a large smile on her face that almost went up to her ears. "On second thought, I'm busy tonight. Maybe another time...PainMan!" She ran towards the car and hopped in between the two as they drove off just as the sun was about to rise.
"She is so lucky!" Tiffany cooed as she, Lilith and Angelique all watched the two vampires drive off.
But in almost no time at all, Angelique and Lilith both turned to Pinhead, rubbing their hands across his chest. "About last night, we don't know what came over us." the former Princess said.
Lilith nodded in agreement, aiming for a place Pinhead didn't want her to touch. "But now that we're back-"
"Oh no you don't!" Kirsty shouted as she barged through the two of them knocking them to the ground as she embraced her husband.
"Thank you Wonder Woman!" Pinhead teased.
''You're the one who saved the day PainMan. My hero." She then started trailing her fingers along his neck. "And I think you deserve a little reward for all that hard work you must have put in!"
"Hey I helped too!" Ghostface shouted out.
But his words fell on deaf ears as Pinhead scooped up Kirsty in his arms, carrying her away as he walked off into the rising sun...and they probably wouldn't be back anytime soon with what they'd have planned.
And with his parents gone without noticing him, PJ stepped out and turned to the others. "That was an awesome Halloween. Can we do that again for next year?" he squealed excitedly in his father's image.
Everyone in the club had the same answer for the little boy.
"NOOOO!"
The End
Well, hope you all enjoyed! A happy Halloween to you all! The characters of Buffy Summers, Ethan Rayne, Angel and Spike come from the series, 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'. And Sam from the film, 'Trick r Treat'. Who knows? I'll probably have these characters turn up again. ;) Thanks for reading! Please review!