So, it's no secret that I love horror, and Regular Show's one of my favorite shows. Horror anthologies are an unoriginal concept, but I thought this would be a good way to practice writing horror some more, since I'm currently reading more horror. That being said, I hope you all enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I do not own Regular Show. It is owned by J. G. Quintel and Cartoon Network
Rigby wandered around the streets of Tamaqua, heading towards the park he worked at, so he and his co-workers could all tell scary stories around the campfire like they did every Halloween. Rigby was wearing a spider costume with four fake spider legs attached to his back so he appeared to have eight limbs. The raccoon was making good time, although he could admit that he didn't know the time since the batteries were dead on the piece of crap watch he had on his wrist.
Rigby shivered. It was admittedly a bit chilly walking around the streets this late at night without a coat on. As he exhaled, he saw a white mist come from his mouth. He sighed, releasing more of the white mist.
As he walked, he heard a roar, not the roar of an animal, but more like the roar of an engine. He gasped, more of the light fog coming from his mouth, before he began running. He turned down left at the edge of the street, and looked behind him. Nothing was there, but he heard it approaching still. He looked ahead and saw an alleyway. If he reached it fast enough, he could run through it and be on the other side of the block before he would be caught. He turned, heading into the alley, looking behind himself as he did. He saw a light shining just on the center of the street as he ran. He then slammed directly into something, feeling pain on the side of his face. He looked in front of himself and saw a brick wall.
Oh no! the raccoon thought as he stared at the light. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the roar again as a light suddenly shone on the wall, revealing his shadow in the center of the glowing circle. He turned around to stare his assailant in the face.
"Ello, Gov'nor…"
The raccoon's screaming was brought into the outside of his storytelling, as he forgot he was telling a story to his co-workers. All of them - the blue jay, the stoner, the ghost with a hand on his head, the whatever-the-hell Pops is, the gumball machine, the yeti, and the author's self-insert - all had expressions that showed they were bored, and quite possibly a little bit peeved.
"Dude, I thought you were over that movie," Mordecai spoke.
"It scared the heck out of me though…" Rigby defended himself.
"Are all the stories you tell at the park on Halloween this dull?" Richie, the previously mentioned self-insert, asked.
"Not usually," Benson answered. "In fact, the first time, he actually told the scariest story…"
"Alright, I'll excuse that one being so boring then, since that wasn't the worst story I've ever heard," Richie chuckled. He didn't want to get on anyone's bad side since he was still the new guy at the park. "Hell, I've read New Moon and that book sucked!"
Everyone in the park all began to laugh. They all agreed Twilight was pretty lame.
"Okay, so who wants to go next?" Benson asked.
Okay, so that was really just to start up the whole story. I do plan on continuing this anthology at some point. Let me know what you all think in the reviews, and I'll see you all next time!