The Number of the Moose
Disclaimer: Jhonen own Johnny and Squee. I don't. So sad. And this is an example of why I don't own them. God...Jhonen would kill me if he knew what I was doing with his creations.
Well I have nothing to rant about at this point in time....so....here's the next chapter!
2. Demons and Voices (Todd's pov)
"So Squee, why didn't you ever break out of the asylum? It wasn't the most secure place in the world." Johnny sat down on the couch and motioned for me to do the same. "It would've been really easy to get out."
"I dunno." I sat down awkwardly next to him. "I guess I felt safe or something. I was given food. I had a room to myself. And they never let anything really bad happen. I felt like my demons couldn't get me."
"Oh." He paused. "Well demons can get you wherever you are. Even if you are locked up in a padded cell."
I just stared at Nny. He had a point. But I didn't think of that then. I felt safe so that meant I was. Or so I thought. Maybe that's why Shmee stopped talking to me... Did the demons did get me?
"Squee? Hey....you okay in there?" Nny waved his hand in my face and snapped me from my thoughts.
"Yeah... I was just thinking."
"You've changed Squeegee." Nny smiled at me. He looked like a cute, innocent child, save for the blood. Wait...I called Nny cute.
"Well being locked up for nine years will do that too a person." I looked down at my feet because I could feel the redness in my face. I called Nny cute. What the hell is wrong with me? First I'm not scared of him KILLING someone, and then I think he's cute! I've gone mad. I really have.
"Are you sure you're okay, cause you look kinda sick." Johnny tilted his head and bent down so he could look at me. I closed my eyes as soon as they met his. I couldn't even look at him. "Squee?"
I slightly opened my right eye to look at him. His brow was wrinkled and he was looking at me with confusion and....worry....in his eyes. "Yeah?" I heard myself squeak in a voice much like when I was young...
...And terrified of 'The Scary Neighbor Man'.
"What's wrong?" Nny asked softly.
"Nothing."
"Come on, you think I can't tell when something's wrong with you? Squee, tell me what's up." Johnny said almost pleadingly. Then he jumped up and stared at the basement door. "Hold that thought! I gotta feed the wall, be right back!!"
"What?" I looked up as he ran for the door.
"A demon that isn't in my head anymore! I'll explain later, wait here!" And with that he disappeared into the basement.
What the hell was he talking about? Then I heard a scream from down there.
*A demon. Didn't you hear him?*
"Who's there?" I looked around frantically, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from.
*You wont find us. You can't see us.* Another voice said.
*Just get out. Get out before it gets you like it got him.* Another one hissed. I don't like this. Not one bit.
What the hell is going on?! "J-Johnny!?!" I pulled my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.
*Shhh!! Don't! Just go! Save yourself!!*
"JOHNNY!!!" I screamed as loud as I could.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!!!" Johnny flung the door open so hard he left a dent in the wall behind it. "DON'T FUCK WITH SQUEE!!!" He growled venomously.
All I could do was stare. At least something scared me. But it proved I had gone crazy. I was hearing voices.
Nny's expression changed to one of worry again. "Are you okay?"
"I....I think....so." I stammered. What just happened? "What...was that?"
"I'm sorry about them. I forgot to tell you they were here."
"What is 'they'?" I asked impatiently.
"The voices. Don't let them get to you. It's a pain in the ass. Trust me." Nny shook his head. "They say that they're 'good' and can 'help' you get away from the sickness. But they ARE it. Ignore them or they'll get a hold of you. And we definitely don't want that." He crossed his arms over his chest and turned to face the basement. "We don't want you to end up like me." I barely heard his whisper.
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WOO! I made it to the end of chapter two! And updated really soon! I rock. Well no...not really since it isn't as good as I would like it to be. I just couldn't find a way to fix it. Blah. Anywho, I like reviews as I already said. So pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaassseeeeeee review!!!!!! Or it will make Squee cry! And you don't wanna see him cry do you?
Disclaimer: Jhonen own Johnny and Squee. I don't. So sad. And this is an example of why I don't own them. God...Jhonen would kill me if he knew what I was doing with his creations.
Well I have nothing to rant about at this point in time....so....here's the next chapter!
2. Demons and Voices (Todd's pov)
"So Squee, why didn't you ever break out of the asylum? It wasn't the most secure place in the world." Johnny sat down on the couch and motioned for me to do the same. "It would've been really easy to get out."
"I dunno." I sat down awkwardly next to him. "I guess I felt safe or something. I was given food. I had a room to myself. And they never let anything really bad happen. I felt like my demons couldn't get me."
"Oh." He paused. "Well demons can get you wherever you are. Even if you are locked up in a padded cell."
I just stared at Nny. He had a point. But I didn't think of that then. I felt safe so that meant I was. Or so I thought. Maybe that's why Shmee stopped talking to me... Did the demons did get me?
"Squee? Hey....you okay in there?" Nny waved his hand in my face and snapped me from my thoughts.
"Yeah... I was just thinking."
"You've changed Squeegee." Nny smiled at me. He looked like a cute, innocent child, save for the blood. Wait...I called Nny cute.
"Well being locked up for nine years will do that too a person." I looked down at my feet because I could feel the redness in my face. I called Nny cute. What the hell is wrong with me? First I'm not scared of him KILLING someone, and then I think he's cute! I've gone mad. I really have.
"Are you sure you're okay, cause you look kinda sick." Johnny tilted his head and bent down so he could look at me. I closed my eyes as soon as they met his. I couldn't even look at him. "Squee?"
I slightly opened my right eye to look at him. His brow was wrinkled and he was looking at me with confusion and....worry....in his eyes. "Yeah?" I heard myself squeak in a voice much like when I was young...
...And terrified of 'The Scary Neighbor Man'.
"What's wrong?" Nny asked softly.
"Nothing."
"Come on, you think I can't tell when something's wrong with you? Squee, tell me what's up." Johnny said almost pleadingly. Then he jumped up and stared at the basement door. "Hold that thought! I gotta feed the wall, be right back!!"
"What?" I looked up as he ran for the door.
"A demon that isn't in my head anymore! I'll explain later, wait here!" And with that he disappeared into the basement.
What the hell was he talking about? Then I heard a scream from down there.
*A demon. Didn't you hear him?*
"Who's there?" I looked around frantically, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from.
*You wont find us. You can't see us.* Another voice said.
*Just get out. Get out before it gets you like it got him.* Another one hissed. I don't like this. Not one bit.
What the hell is going on?! "J-Johnny!?!" I pulled my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.
*Shhh!! Don't! Just go! Save yourself!!*
"JOHNNY!!!" I screamed as loud as I could.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!!!" Johnny flung the door open so hard he left a dent in the wall behind it. "DON'T FUCK WITH SQUEE!!!" He growled venomously.
All I could do was stare. At least something scared me. But it proved I had gone crazy. I was hearing voices.
Nny's expression changed to one of worry again. "Are you okay?"
"I....I think....so." I stammered. What just happened? "What...was that?"
"I'm sorry about them. I forgot to tell you they were here."
"What is 'they'?" I asked impatiently.
"The voices. Don't let them get to you. It's a pain in the ass. Trust me." Nny shook his head. "They say that they're 'good' and can 'help' you get away from the sickness. But they ARE it. Ignore them or they'll get a hold of you. And we definitely don't want that." He crossed his arms over his chest and turned to face the basement. "We don't want you to end up like me." I barely heard his whisper.
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WOO! I made it to the end of chapter two! And updated really soon! I rock. Well no...not really since it isn't as good as I would like it to be. I just couldn't find a way to fix it. Blah. Anywho, I like reviews as I already said. So pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaassseeeeeee review!!!!!! Or it will make Squee cry! And you don't wanna see him cry do you?