ROAAAAAAAAAR!
And that was when the mismatched gang ran, fortunately for the others and unfortunately for the two of them, the feathered dinosaur decided to choose them as prey as it followed the pair.
"WHAT IS THAT?!" Thompson shouted,.
"I think that's the Partridge Creek Beast!" Gideon replied, running alongside Thompson.
"The what??" Thompson asked in fear,
"Think of it as the Canadian Dinosaur!!"
"FROM CANADA??"
"THIS'S GRAVITY FALLS! THERE ARE LITERAL MINOTAURS ALL THE WAY FROM GREECE!" Gideon shouted in irritation.
Unlike what movies tell you, you can't outrun a carnivore from prehistoric times forever so Gideon had to think of something quickly.
"QUICK, hide there!" Gideon ordered Thompson, pointing at a fallen tree.
Thompson complied, followed by Gideon, and hid inside the fallen wood. Inside Gideon used the clay inside the tree to rub on himself and then on Thompson.
"What are you-" Thompson got cut off before he could complete his inquiry.
"I'm hiding our scent!"Gideon replied in a whisper.
The boys stayed there as they sharpened their ears like bats, the Beast of the Creek Patridge looked around it and tried to sniff out its prey, however, thanks to Gideon's trick and the snow, it couldn't locate them.
GRUNTS
The beast let out a grunt and stalked away, as it disappeared Gideon and Thompson let out a big sigh in relief;.
"Phew,that was enough running for a lifetime!" Thompson declared as he breathed heavily.
"Concur." Gideon uttered in agreement.
They slowly moved their heads to the open, at first it was just to peek outside, after that they looked around cautiously, just to make sure that the big carnivor had actually left. When they realised that indeed for now they were safe, they exited the tree moving carefully.
"Man, with all this excitement it is no wonder why Wendy is so keen to hang out with Dr.Funtimes and his sister," Thompson remarked loudly as he and Gideon walked.
"Dr.Funtimes?" Gideon inquired raising an eyebrow,
"Dipper" Thompson answered,
"Ah" Gideon replied in wonder "Wait, you and the others are friends with him and Mabel?" Gideon asked.
"Well… minus Robbie I guess we are." Thompson vocalised, shrugging,
"Well I'll be…didn't think of him as the social type." Gideon spoke with a hint of jealousy, though he does have friends, they were old enough to be his parents and, let's just say, his reputation didn't exactly make it easy for him to befriend people of his age group.
"He and his sister are actually the nicest in our friend group, except for Wendy, they never dare me into doing anything" Thompson admitted,
"Dared? As in they bully ya?" Gideon asked in bemusement.
"Not bullying! More like… teasing me, that's what friends do." The teenager explained,
"I have friends, but they don't constantly tease me." Gideon vocalised,
"Uhm… I don't want to sound insulting, but, from what I heard ,you would call one of your 'friends' whenever someone insulted you for a beat down…"
"That's not!Sigh… fine ya may have a point, but I'm better now! And that still doesn't mean you shouldn't stand up for yourself!" Gideon retorted, pointing at the boy, who shrugged,
"You may be right dude, If I didn't keep going along with whatever mischief my friends concocted, maybe we wouldn't be hunted by Krampus. Much less be in this situation…" expressed Thompson in a regretful tone, considering the suggestion as the night grew darker, and the snow wasn't helping their vision either, the logical conclusion was to find a source of light and heat, or anything to settle. So when they saw a makeshift hut made of rocks and woods with a little light inside it, they decided to inspect it.
"I don't think so, even if he wouldn't use equipment as… old as this and he uses tents." Gideon answered Thompson's question with a thoughtful tone, Before he continued;"Still, we should loot what we need"
"What about the owners?" Thompson fretted
"You worry more about a petty theft than survival?" Gideon challenged. Thompson didn't have a reply for that.
They checked around the hut, itt was indeed primitive, as there was no sign of anything electronic or industrial in nature, the only thing that kept the hut warm and bright was an oil lantern and a makeshift fire that was located under a boiling cauldron, near which was a table with knives, numerous spices and cotton bags filled with vegetables, and on the other side was a bag filled with antiques and junks.
"I have a bad feeling about this…" Thompson said, however, Gideon ignored his worries;
"I'll check the table, you go see if you find anything useful inside that bag." he instructed. Thompson did as Gideon said and walked to the bag, opening it.Inside there was with all manner of junk, from wooden dolls, to some sort of gas extinguisher and, for some reason, a box filled with coal? Gideon, on the other hand, was searching all around the table but all he found was a cacophony of spices and cooking tools, and decided to take a knife for safety, before he saw a book which took his interest;
"How to cook naughty children?" Gideon pondered aloud, reading the title of the book, that was when realisation hit on him like a brick:
'This hut ain't some camping by tourists, this was made by thefreakingKrampus!'
"We have to get out of here!" Gideon became frantic, yet it was too late, as he heard sounds of walking outside, quickly he and Thompson ran and crawled inside the bag to hide.
What they saw through the burlap of the bag was an entity with two big things on his back, out of morbid curiosity Gideon peeked from the bag. The entity he saw was Krampus, and he was with two gagged people tied ropes who were none other than Nate and Lee.
"Oi! Dumb and Dumber!" Krampus remarked in a thick accent "I know you aren't exactly a fan of being moved like backpacks, But will ya be quiet for once in your misbehaving lives!?"Krampus complained to the gagged and struggling teens. After Which he put the gagged duo on the ground near the table.
"Now, where was I? Oh yes! Back to hunting!" Krampus walked out of his makeshift hut in search of his other victims. Once the two were certain the entity had left, Gideon and Thompson's first act of concern for the gagged teenagers was to untie them, then suddenly a knife came out of nowhere and buried itself in the wall in front of them. The two stopped moving like deer in the headlights as they looked back and saw the grinning Krampus.
"Well, looks like my dinner has come ready!" Krampus vocalised in black humour. Out of instinct, Gideon tried to grab the knife he stole from the table, yet, to his confusion, he couldn't find it, and suddenly he was hit by some sort of gas and he fell onto his face., Before he went unconscious from the gas's effects, he could see the fallen body of Thompson and a bunch of toys which had come to life, one of them held his stolen knife and the other had some form of gas canister.
'Oh golly, me, who gave Pines a run for their money, is being bested by a bunch of puppets!'Was the last thing he thought in annoyance as darkness came.
'WORST.CHRISTMAS.EVER! '
That's what Robbie internalised while he and the rest of his pack of trouble-making teenagers (and a kid) were running for their lives,againthis timefrom the reptilian monstrosity, splitting like a pack of fishes desperately fleeing from a hungry shark. Robbie was lucky enough for the creature to ignore him, due to his skinny appearance, and looking like a sickly form of prey, because of his pale skin and makeup.
After a few minutes of running and making sure that he put enough distance between himself and the prehistoric beast, he ended up near a wooden house, It looked familiar to Robbie, but the night sky combined with the thick snow and his mind going turbo from adrenaline made thinking about something as insignificant as reminiscing over survival difficult. The building looked deserted, so Robbie, in his wisdom, broke the window of the house using a bunch of rocks nearby, entering into a darkened room. That was where he sat in a corner and breathed shakenly, all he could think was 'How could everything go wrong so fast?'First the literal boogeyman of Christmas has come to hunt them, then his relationship with Tambry and the rest of the gang was damaged due to his act of cowardice, and now, as if the universe has decided to throw a wrench to get a laugh, an once thought to be extinct predator came out of nowhere, hungry for mammalian cuisine. After a while, he remembered his friends, they were still out there and God knew what had happened to them. He had no Pines or Corduroy level of bravery and he certainly was not as selfless as either of them, ;however, he was still capable of concern for others, he may be a huge jerk, but he is no Bill Cipher.
Nevertheless, for now the logical priority was survival first and helping the others second, so, after a few minutes of breathing, he walked around the room and tried to reach anything to turn on the light. Eventually, he managed to do so and that was when he realised why the house was familiar, it was the Corduroy cabin.
'I'm in Wendy's room! Well that definitely explains the- '
"Well, look who it is" Robbie got knocked out of his train of thoughts by a remark from none other than one of Wendy's brothers, with the rest standing in the corridor sending spiteful glares at him. Robbie was right about his speculation, Wendy's brothersdo notlike him one bit and him standing uninvited in their sister's room didnotimprove his situation.
"I-I can explain." Robbie said in a sutter while walking backward, as the brothers walked toward him, ready to give him the beat down of his life.
"Oh please, enlighten us as to why you are in our sister's room with her bra" the eldest of the brothers stated in a sharp tone "'bra"?When Robbie looked over, he saw a bra was stuck between his legs, prompting him to kick it away. 'That is not a good look for my case'he thought while he was walking back, before colliding with a solid, static object. Static wouldn't be an entirely apt description, as he could feel a part of the object moving up and down with a breath with such power as if he stumbled upon a bear, but what he soon saw would make him wish it was one, as he scarcely moves his head slowly. What he saw instead was the behemoth of a man with red hair, winter clothing, an axe on his belt and glaring with such firefly eyes that he froze like a deer on a headlight. He could hear the breath of the giant, sounding like what you would hear from a bull, It wastheManly Dan.
Somehow, Robbie's already pale skin texture became even paler as he whimpered;
"Weren't you all in winter apocalypse training?" he asked, joking with a nervous smile in a failed attempt to shift the atmosphere.
"OH WE WERE, BUT ONE OF MY BOYS FORGOT TO PACK HIS FOOD SUPPLY, YET I SEE THIS WAS A BLESSING IN DISGUISE" Manly Dan spoke, Leaving Robbie confused, only for Dan to vocalise in his loud voice again; "BECAUSE I GET TO BEAT YOU DOWN WITH FAMILY THIS TIME!" He cracked his knuckles alongside his boys, and that was when Robbie realised that there was no escaping from danger this time.
"Help…"Robbie squeaked with his even paler skin, terrified of his inescapable fate.
'I really hate this town!'That'sthe thought Tambry had while running, only slowing once she made sure she had lost the cryptid, she didn't know what happened to others. The last time she saw them they split up with Gideon and Thompson being followed, the 2 idiots running in the same direction as Thompson's house, which they clearly forgot was where Krampus was, and her alone by herself without even the company of her poor excuse of a boyfriend.
'If I survive this horror movie rip-off, I swear I'm going to dump that weasel of a boyfriend's butt!'Even with all that was going on, she was still mad at Robbie. 'Note to self, NEVER date your girl friend's exes because I swear to all my followers that girl has no taste! if only I had a signal to type that!'As if being in the dark woods alone by herself wasn't bad enough, she had no signal, meaning she couldn't ask for help. Tambry let out a sigh in frustration. 'Whathas come to our relationship??'
Tambry and Robbie's thing happened during the Woodstick Festival. It was magical, not even the kid eating-fiery balloon with an image fashioned after the ugly face of the previous Mr. Mystery could ruin their time,but that was then, this is now. It all started a few days later, at first it was just bantering about small things, like which metal band is better, then the bantering turned into bickering, such as not giving each other enough space, next it was an argument about not spending enough time with each other, after which the arguments slowly become hotter and hotter like a teapot on a stove boiling before steams erupted from it into the air, just like their relationship. Be that as it may, there was no point reflecting over the past, for now survival took priority. Tambry looked around, searching for anything that could help her, and then she heard the growling. She wasted no time hiding behind a tree as she heard the sound of something big walking nearby.
It was none other than the feather-coated dinosaur searching for prey, It sniffed around with its nose, and steams came with each sniff like to a motor in action, after which it steadily moved and it only took for one peek for Tambry to realise it was stalking towards her. Tambry's mind raced into a panic, looking for any solution, until one showed itself in the form of a rock near her foot. Gently, she took the rock, after which she, with all the strength she could muster, threw it at a random place as far away as possible.
The sound of the Rock's impact with a bush has done the trick. The creature's attention moved to the place that the rock fell and walked towards it. Tambry used the opportunity to walk slowly with long steps, cautiously moving her head as she did so to locate the beast's location; there was no sign of it. So she let out a sigh as she start moving normally 'Damn, I wished I used my phone, if it weren't for that 'Never Mind All That' bulls-'Tambry froze in fear, the beast was right in front of her, she would have yelped if she wasn't too terrified to move. She'd seen enough documentaries to know that predators react when their target moves swiftly, as that either would make the target a threat, or was a sign of fear, so Tambry stood still like a statue. Despite the cold weather, sweat was coming from her in terror, the creature scrunched its nose a bit and took a sniff, smelling the sweat, and then the next thing it did has made Tambry shriek in an terror, a noise which would seal her fate.
The Beast of the Partridge Creek led out a mighty roar as Tambry screamed.