Hello everyone, and behold, the second chapter. This gets pretty dark in the middle, so read with caution. Although, I'm pretty sure you've read darker things.
Things He Dream
By Sanoon
Chapter 2: The Nightmare
"Shake," Frylock shouted. "Shake, where are you?"
"I'm in the kitchen Frylock," Shake shouted from across the house. "Why?"
"Meatwad is saying that you were lighting him on fire again with the blowtorch," Frylock said as both he and Meatwad came into the kitchen.
"Okay," Shake said calmly, trying to think of a good lie. "Here we go again. You see…I was just preparing Meatwad for a future career in fry cooks."
"Really?" Frylock said, not surprised at Shakes horrible excuse for a lie.
"You weren't preparing me for no job!" Meatwad shouted "You were lighting me on fire!"
"Well you need to know that employers hire employees that can roll around on fire for at least 12 minutes," Shake said calmly.
"Shake," Frylock said, annoyed, "How many times do I have to tell you to stop treating Meatwad badly?"
"Many times," Shake replied, as he started for his room. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go to sleep. I have an appointment for a photo shoot at 11:00, and I need my beauty sleep. Good night."
"Night Shake," Meatwad shouted happily.
"Hope you have a nightmare, squirt," Shake shouted from his room.
"Meatwad," Frylock said, hovering to his bedroom door. "I think it's time you went to sleep too."
"Ohh, yeah," Meatwad said calmly. "I guess it is pretty late. I mean, most people are already asleep, but I guess I kinda stay up late. But I am-"
Meatwad," Frylock said, interrupting Meatwad's monologue. "Go to sleep."
Without a word, Meatwad rolled over to his room, and jumped onto his grill bed. He jumped back of because he forgot to turn off the lights. After accomplishing this small task, he jumped back on his grill bed, and quickly dozed off into the dream world.
Meatwad awoke to the sounds of blood curling screams. It sounded like Satan himself was outside Meatwad's door. The room around him was looking a strange red fluid. Meatwad slowly got off the grill bed, and observed the differences in his room since when he fell asleep.
The sand that he kept in his closet was instead a pile of discarded organs. Some of them still pumping and churning. Dewey and Vanessa seemed to be alive, and were staring him down from the corner of the room. Boxy Brown was nowhere in sight.
Meatwad carefully rolled over to the window. He had never been this scared in his life. He opened the blinds to his window, and saw only endless flames. Meatwad stared at the fire until he jumped back from the window in fear and shock when a strange looking demon slammed against it.
Meatwad sprint-rolled to the door as Boxy Brown erupted from the pile of organs in his closet, shouting, "I'll eat ya bitch." Meatwad opened the door, rushed out, and slammed the door shut, screaming the entire time.
"Meatwad! Meatwad!" Frylock shouted as he floated out of his room. "What's wrong? Are you ok?"
"There's demons in dat dere room!" Meatwad shouted, pointing at his door.
"Meatwad, calm down," Frylock said reassuringly. "It was just a dream."
"That ain't no dream!" Meatwad shouted. "Hell is now located in my room."
"Meatwad, demons cannot possibly be in your room!" Before Meatwad could say anything, the two heard an inhuman scream come from Meatwad's room. "Oh, that could be anything Meatwad," Frylock said calmly. "Let's just open your door and see what's really in there."
"I'm tellin' ya, it's demons," Meatwad stated.
Frylock opened the door, and was immediately thrown back when two knives impaled his eyes.
Meatwad rolled away as fast as he could, as chains started to spring from Meatwad's room. The chains wrapped themselves around Frylock's corpse, and pulled him into the room. He left the house, and saw Carl standing at his doorway.
"Hey!" Carl shouted as Meatwad rolled up to his house. "What the hell is going on over there, Meatman? I can hear you screaming from my freaking living room!"
"Carl, you hav' ta help me!" Meatwad shouted while crying. "Hell has taken over my room, and they've killed Frylock!"
"Whoa-ho-ho-ho, hold your horses there Meatman. Did they kill shake too?"
"I don't know! I was too busy running to find out!"
At that moment, the side of Frylock's room blew open as a deformed monster that once was Shake came bursting out, with the chains following.
"Whoa! What the hell?" Carl shouted as the chains whipped forward, wrapping themselves around Carl and Meatwad.
"This is the end Carl!" Meatwad shouted in between sobs. "We're gonna die!"
"It would have just been you if you didn't frickin' come outside!" Carl shouted.
The chains hoisted the two into the air as the Shake demon pulled out two long flaming swords. "NOOOOOO!" Meatwad cried as the Shake demon brought the swords down with all of its might, laughing the whole time.
"NOOOOOOOO!"
"Meatwad! Meatwad! Wake up Meatwad!" Frylock shouted, shaking Meatwad with his fry arms.
"Meatwad! Shut the hell up!" Shake shouted in anger. "People are trying to get some sleep!"
"NOOO, DEMONS!" Meatwad shouted.
"Meatwad, there are no demons," Frylock said reassuringly. "It was all just a dream."
"You said that before, and then ya died!" Meatwad shouted
"That must have been part of the dream too," Frylock stated.
"Here, I'll kick his ass, that'll make him shut up," Shake offered.
"No Shake," Frylock said calmly. "I have a better way. Meatwad, let's go to the kitchen and get you some breakfast," Frylock offered.
"Hell no," Meatwad quickly replied. I ain't leavin' this room. Dere's demons out there."
"Meatwad, do you wanna get some ice cream?" Frylock asked.
"Well hell ya I do, lets go. Times a-waisten'," Meatwad said happily.
The end. Woo, Did that make your hair rise? LOL! Thanks for reading, now review please.