The Alt Four in: Sweet Dreams are Made of Screams

by BloodySimpsonChibi

(Hey everyone! So remember a few years back when I made those "Kuki vs." crackfics? While I still think they are funny, I feel like they were too random at times. So this is my attempt at another series like that. The Alt Four and the other OCs that appear in this story were all thought up around October of 2021 and I hope to make many stories with them. That being said, I know this story might not be everyone's cup of tea so I understand if you'd rather wait on my other story. This is just something different. Without further ado, let's begin.)

It was a cool Monday night and Ginger was sleeping soundly in her bed. At least, she was until the sound of children laughing in her front yard woke her up.

"Hmmm...Ugh."

The groggy goth pulled herself out of bed and approached the window to see where the noise was coming from. To her surprise, several children dressed in white were playing in her yard. What caught her utmost attention, however, was the three girls under her window, playing jump rope while singing a creepy nursery rhyme.

"1, 2, Freddy's coming for you.

3, 4, Better lock your door.

5, 6, Grab your crucifix.

7, 8, Gonna stay up late.

9, 10, Never sleep again."

"What the fuck? Who's Freddy? Do you kids have any idea what time it is? Go home!"

Ginger turned back to her bed only to see steam coming out from the bottom of her bedroom door. What tiredness she still had left her as she stared at it.

"What the!? Don't tell me the house is on fire!"

Not sure of what was going on, Ginger cautiously opened the door and left her room. At first, her vision was obscured by a thick of wall of steam. As it dissipated, Ginger found herself in a strange boiler room rather than her familiar hallway.

"What the hell's going on?" Ginger asked as she unconsciously placed her hand on a metal railing, only to quickly retract it when the hot iron burned it.

"Oww!" She sucked her fingers. "Ok! I've had enough. I'm going back to bed." Ginger turned to reenter her room only to smash her face right into a concrete wall that had replaced her doorway.

"Yoww! My nose!" The teary-eyed girl whined as she rubbed her almost broken nose. Her rubbing was interrupted by sinister chuckling from behind her. She turned around and, through the steam, saw a figure slowly approaching her. It was a man, wearing a dirty sweater with a bright red and green stripe color scheme, black slacks, and brown work boots. His face was somewhat concealed in the shadows cast by his dark brown fedora although Ginger could see enough of it to know it was horribly burned. The most striking feature of this man, however, was the glove he wore on his right hand. There were four razor-sharp blades attached to it, creating some sort of man-made claw.

As Ginger watched, the man slowly rose his bladed glove and scraped the blades along the wall, creating a screeching sound so horrible, that Ginger had to cover her ears.

"Ginger." The man cooed as he racked the blades away from the wall, creating sparks as he did so. "It's time to play." The man raised his blades and laughed maniacally.

"Oh fuck this!" Ginger ran to her right just as the man slashed at her. She found herself in an endless maze, running down any path through the boiler room she could find only for the man to appear before her. It was as if she was running in circles. At last, she found herself cornered against the wall with nowhere to turn. She could only watch in horror as the man walked up to her and grabbed her by the scruff of her black nightgown.

"Please! Don't hurt me!" Ginger pleaded.

The man, whose ghastly face was close enough for Ginger to see in full detail, only responded with a hushing gesture before raising his blades and slashing at Ginger. She used her arm to shield herself from the blades but she could still feel the intense pain of them cutting through her flesh.

"Gahhhh!" Ginger screamed in terror as she rose up from her bed drenched in sweat. It took a few seconds for the goth to regain her composure.

"It...was a dream. Oh, Thank Goddess it was just a dream!" A relieved Ginger wiped the sweat from her brow with her right forearm, only to feel a hot sticky liquid replace it. This and the pain she felt as she wiped caused her to look at her forearm. To her shock, four symmetrical cuts were bleeding heavily on her arm. They reminded her of the man in her dream and his blades which he used to...

"Oh no."


"And when I woke up, I had these cuts in my arm! Four of them! Just like the man's glove!" Ginger relayed this to her friends at school the next day. Emily, Penny, and Sally were all silent after Ginger spoke.

"Look, I know this all sounds crazy but I'm telling the truth!"

"So Ginger," Emily spoke up first. "Those cuts on your arm, you said the man gave them to you with his glove?"

"Yeah! He had these blades on his gloves. That's what he used to cut me!"

"Did he happen to be wearing a red and green sweater?" Penny asked.

"Y-Yeah..."

"And a cowboy hat?" Sally asked with more enthusiasm than the situation called for.

"Well, I'm pretty sure it was a fedora but sure? Wait! How do you guys know all this?"

The emo, punk, and scene looked at each other uncomfortably before Emily continued.

"Because we've been having nightmares about this guy too!"

"What!? R-Really?"

Emily nodded. "Just the other night, he almost killed me by pushing me off a cliff."

"So you guys have been dreaming about that psycho too?"

The girls turned to the class metalhead Megan (although she preferred to be called Samara) who had eavesdropped on the conversation along with gamer Gina, otaku Octavia and class nerd Nelly.

"So I take it you guys had dreams about him too?"

"Yep," Samara confirmed. "And he keeps trying to kill us as well"

"This is spooky," Sally stated. "We're all dreaming about the same guy who wants to murder us. What could that mean?"

"It means you edgy dumbasses are all demented."

All eyes fell on Pam, the most popular girl in school, if not the most liked. She looked more exhausted than anyone else as if she hadn't had any sleep for a week.

"Wow, Pam." Penny retorted. "You look like shit. Even more so than usual."

"You've been having nightmares too, haven't you?" Octavia interrogated.

"So what if I have? That's all they are! Just stupid nightmares!"

The class debate on nightmares was interrupted by the ringing of the first-period bell and a "Good Morning Class!" from Mr. Englund as he entered the class. Everyone returned to their seats and class commenced as usual.

"Today, we'll be having a pop quiz." Mr. Englund announced.

Pam fought hard to stay conscious and felt herself doze off for a few minutes.

"Damn I'm tired!" Pam took her phone out of her purse. "Maybe checking my Instagram will perk me up a little."

Pam unlocked the app expecting to see hundreds of more likes and followers but to her shock, all of them had been removed. To add insult to injury, the comments underneath her selfies were exclusively abusive.

"Fat Bitch"

"Ugly Tramp."

"Hot Gilfs in your Area!"

"What the hell?" Pam fumed. "Did someone hack my account!?"

"Pamala Seawell!" Mr. Englund shouted. "What have I told you about using electronics during class time?"

"Chill out Boomer! I was just checking my Instagram!"

"That does it!" Mr. Englund barked.

Two iron shackles suddenly closed around Pam's wrist, trapping her in her desk.

"What the?"

"You've disrespected me and this class for the last time, Missy!" Mr. Englund hissed, his voice sounding deeper than usual. A small red button arose from his desk. "This time, I'm calling Freddy." He slammed his fist on the button.

"Wait! Who's Freddy? What's going on!?" Pam's frightened gaze turned to the class door as a figure appeared in its window. The door flew open and the man who had been haunting her dreams for the past week arrived.

"No!" Pam cried. "Not you!"

"Than who?" Freddy approached Pam and ripped the phone from her hands. He searched through it and showed her a picture of a slice of cake and a sad waitress standing next to it. "Certainly not the waitress you stressed out into quitting by forcing her to take back the same cake over and over again, only to leave without eating it or paying!"

"I just wanted a cute picture for my Instagram!" Pam's defensive pleas fell on deaf ears as she was pelted with pencils and erasers by the other students.

"Bitch!"

"Those waitresses work hard!"

"Exposure doesn't pay the bills jackass!"

"This can't be happening!" The blonde teen cried. "Someone just kill me!"

Smiling viciously, Freddy grabbed Pam's hair with his ungloved hand and pulled her head back. "Wish granted!" He laughed as he raked all four blades of his glove across her throat.


"Psst!" Nelly nudged Pam, who was slumped over on her desk. "What answer did you get for number four?"

Pam didn't answer.

"Hello? Pam?" Nelly tried to prop Pam's head up only to get a face full of blood for her troubles. Pam's lifeless body fell back, the four slash wounds on her throat opening wide and spraying blood everywhere. Everyone started screaming and rushing out of the classroom as Mr. Englund tried to regain control of the situation. As Ginger rushed to the exit, she noticed the symmetrical wounds on Pam's throat.

"Freddy." She thought fearfully as she and her friends ran out of the room.


The school was cut early due to Pam's death and as Ginger and her friends walked back home together, the ambulance carrying Pam's body drove by.

"This is fucked up," Penny growled. "Pam might have been a bitch but even she didn't deserve to die like that!"

"Did you guys see those cuts on her neck?" Sally asked fearfully.

"Yeah," Ginger confirmed. "There's no doubt about it. Freddy killed her."

"But he's only been appearing in our dreams!" Emily interjected. "Dreams can't kill you!"

"Tell that to Pam." Penny hissed.

"We're doomed!" Sally cried

"Not quite!" Ginger placed a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "We're still alive aren't we and that means we have to fight back!"

"How?"

"Well, the first thing we need is knowledge of what we're dealing with here. So far, the only thing we know for sure is that Freddy can only hurt you in dreams. So until we find a way to beat him, we need to stay awake as long as possible.

"But how will we find out his weakness?" Emily inquired.

"Leave that to me!" Ginger reassured the fretful emo. "When you get right down to it, Freddy's just a dream demon of some kind. A supernatural entity. And no one's better at studying the supernatural than me."

Emily and Sally seemed relieved but Penny was still on edge. "Just make it snappy ok? Because personally, I like sleeping."

"Then it's settled." The girl put their hands together and lifted them up.


The next few nights were challenging for the girls, to say the least. As the nights drew on, the girls had to keep finding more ways to fend off the Sandman. Penny spent her nights listening to punk rock and drinking can after can of Red Bull. Sally passed the time by watching TV although it was hard finding anything to watch during the night. Nick at Nite was boring and Adult Swim scared her. Emily took to her laptop to stay awake, mostly by reading and then writing creepypasta fanfiction. Ginger, of course, kept busy by researching dream demons which eventually led her to articles from Springwood. Articles that answered all her questions.

Meanwhile, Freddy had been busy making his rounds in the dreams of the other teens...


Gina wasn't sure how she ended up in a giant field or why she was dressed like a knight with a sword and shield. And she definitely didn't know why she had a health bar hanging over her head. The last thing the gamer remembered before she got here was going to bed which left her with the natural conclusion that she was dreaming.

"Might as well enjoy this dream while it lasts." She figured as a small spider-like creature charged toward her. With a single swipe of her sword, she slew it. Another creature appeared behind her and shot acid spit at her. She blocked it with her shield and sliced it in half.

"This is too easy," Gina complained. "Come on game world! Give me a real challenge!"

"A New Challenger has arrived!" A voice from the sky called. Suddenly, the ground before Gina split in two and a giant version of the creatures Gina had fought before crawled out from the hole. Its face was horribly disfigured and it had a red and green color scheme.

"You must be the boss!" Gina deduced. "Prepare to die!" Gina swung her sword at the monster before her but it shattered like glass against its skin. "Shit."

"My turn!" The monster rasped as it shot one of its metal claws at Gina. She tried to block it with her shield but the claw shot right through it and embedded itself into her stomach. Gina was sent flying back, her health bar depleting until a single HP remaining.

"I don't understand." She moaned as the creature approached her. "How do I beat you?"

Just then, a pop-up appeared next to her.

"The only way to beat the Freddy-Spider is with the BFG Turbo X000. Get it now for just $1,000,000,000!"

"Fucking Pay-to-Win games." Gina uttered as she was devoured by the Freddy-Spider. The real Freddy laughed from outside the video game while fiddling with the power glove. "Looks like it's game over for Gina. Hahahaha!"


Alex was at the gym which wasn't out of the ordinary for the athletic girl. What made it strange was that she was sure she had turned in for the night.

"Maybe I've been working out too hard?" She thought as her eyes fell on a treadmill. "But that ain't no reason to stop." Alex turned on the treadmill, set it to 10 MPH, and began running.

"Funny. I don't see any other treadmills around here." Alex's glance lowered to the screen, seeing that the speed had increased to 12 MPH. "Huh? I don't remember switching it to 12."

The speed continued to increase by the second and Alex was struggling to keep up. She tried to turn the machine off only to find the on/off button was gone. "What the hell is this?"

A sharp whistle forced Alex to look back and see a burned man in a coach uniform behind her. "Come on Alex! Keep up! You don't want your athletic career to go out the window do ya?"

Alex's frightened glance turned to the open window behind her. Realizing what was happening, the panicking Alex picked up her speed to the highest degree she could carry it. She tripped and fell on the treadmill. The machine sent her flying out of the window and Freddy waited until he heard the splat to stop the timer.

"What do you know?" Freddy cooed as he looked at the watch. "You set a new record! Hahaha!"


It was no secret that Nelly loved her comic books. Since she was a child, she always dreamed of being a superhero. She had even conceptualized her own hero persona which she named The Red Justice. Naturally, she would sometimes dream of being Red Justice and this night was no exception.

"The mayor said there was a super-villain causing problems downtown. I better take care of this quickly!" The red leotard-clad girl flew off from the building she was standing on and headed to the middle of town. Sure enough, she was immediately greeted with the sight of a fedora-wearing maniac slashing at people left and right. To her horror, the entire police force lay dead at the crosswalk. Having seen enough, the caped heroine landed near the villain who quickly took notice.

"Cease this senseless massacre you foul being!" She cried. "Or else taste the wrath of Red Justice!"

"The red's a nice touch bitch." The man complimented. "But you could use a little more." The man swung his whip-like right arm at Red Justice, hoping to slash her apart with his bladed glove like he did the others. The heroine simply dodged every one of his strikes before grabbing his wrist and pulling him forward, punching his face when he was close enough, sending him flying backward into a police car.

"There's no hope for someone as evil as you. I'll have to finish you off." Her eyes glowed with a reddish-pink hue. "Justice Beam go!" The girl shot two lasers out of her eyes that hit the man dead on, causing him to explode in a mess of gore and red energy. Once he was reduced to a pile of ashes, the heroine nodded curtly and turned away. As she prepared to take off, however, the man's sinister laughter filled the air and she turned back to see his ashes reassemble into a new more powerful form. The villain was now devoid of all color and was more muscular than before. He even had his own cape.

"Faster than a bastard manic!" She vanished from Red Justice's sight, only to reappear again behind her, smacking her against the wall with the back of his hand before she could react.

"More powerful than a local madman!" The villain slowly marched toward Red Justice as she got back to her feet. "Justice Beam Go!" She cried as she shot her lasers at the man. They only bounced off of him uselessly and soon enough he had her by the throat.

"It's Super Freddy!" With this final shout, the villain punched a hole through Red Justice's torso. He watched with sadistic glee as she turned back into a normal teenager before finally perishing.

"Score one for the bad guys! Hahaha!"


On Saturday night, Ginger called her friends on Facetime so she could relay what she had learned. Like her, they were all exhausted beyond belief.

"So what did you find out?" Emily asked.

"Well first off, I uncovered who Freddy really is." The tired goth pulled up her notes on her laptop. "Although I should warn you, it's a pretty weird story."

"Just get on with it," Penny mumbled.

"Ok. So back in the '60s, there was a guy named Fredrick Charles Krueger who killed up to 20 kids in Springwood, Ohio."

The mentioning of child murder seemed to wake the others up a little as their eyes opened wider.

"He was caught by the authorities but some dumbass didn't sign the search warrant in the right spot and because of that technicality, Freddy walked off scot-free."

"Yep," Penny commented in a disappointed but unsurprised tone. "That's U.S law for ya."

"That must have been a real blow to the parents." Emily pondered.

"It was. That's why they tracked him down to the boiler room where he would take his victims and burned it down with him inside."

The other girls collectively gasped. "They...killed him?" Sally asked

"Yeah but here's where it gets weird." Ginger continued. "Sometime in the '80s, teens in Springwood started seeing Freddy in their dreams. Soon after that, they began dying in their sleep."

"So what you're saying is this child-killing freak turned into a dream demon after death and now he's after us." Penny surmised.

"But if he's from Springwood, what's he doing here in Oakwood?" Emily asked

"I don't know," Ginger confessed. "But it doesn't really matter. The point is, we know who he is and we need to find a way to stop him."

"Did you find out anyway to do that?" Emily inquired.

"Well...no. But if we put our heads together. I'm sure we can figure it out."

"Yeah!" Penny chirped. "Let's kick that ugly Christmas sweater-wearing bastard back to Springwood!"

"Yeah!" Emily was pumped up as well. "We'll get through this! Right, Sally...Sally?"

Sally's only response was a soft snore as her head fell down to her pillow.

"Oh fuck!" Ginger snapped. "Sally! Wake up!"

"Sally..you...(yawn)...stupid bitch..." Penny's head also lowered.

"Guys! Don't fall asl..." Emily couldn't finish her sentence before she lost her fight against sleep as well.

"You idiots!" Ginger cried as she felt her own mind drift off. "Don't...fall...asleep..."


"Huh?"

Freddy was pacing around in his boiler room, waiting for his next victim to fall asleep when he sensed four souls drift into his domain. Even better for the dream demon was the fact that it was the four girls who had managed to keep themselves awake for the past few nights, including the annoying goth who had just uncovered his secret.

"Well well well." He snickered. "Looks like the lambs have finally arrived at the slaughterhouse. I could take this slow and go one at a time but..." Freddy suddenly used his blades on himself, cutting himself into four pieces which quickly grew into four full Freddy clones.

"Let's party!" The clones screamed in unison as each entered a different dream.


"What the?"

Ginger quickly picked her head from her desk in a panic. She was in her classroom and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.

"Wasn't I just in bed?"

"Miss Smith!" Mr. Englund called. "It's time for your book report!"

"Oh right! Sorry!" Ginger quickly got up and walked to the front of the classroom. She thought she could hear some snickering from her classmates but chalked it up to simply being because the teacher had to call her out.

"Ahem. My book report is on Bram Stoker's Dracula. Now when most people think of Dracula, they think of Bela Lugosi in a long sexy cape but the original Dracula was more like...what the hell?"

Ginger had opened up her book report to read out loud but the words had been scribbled over beyond any comprehension. To make matters even more complicated, the snickering she heard before had evolved into full-blown guffawing. She lowered her book to see the entire class in an uproar of mocking laughter, some students even pointing at her as they chuckled.

"Hey! What the hell's so funny?"

Ginger got her answer when she subconsciously looked down at her body and saw, to her absolute horror, that it was clad in nothing but a familiar set of matching hot pink bra and panties.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" The blushing goth quickly threw her hands over the girlish undergarments. "This is the underwear set my cousin got me for Christmas as a joke! I never intended to actually wear them! Where'd they come from!? No scratch that! Where the hell did my clothes go?" Ginger fretfully pondered this as she sank to the floor and curled up into a ball. From the distance, she thought she could hear Emily scream.


"Gah!" The blinding spotlight hit Emily in the face, causing her vision to blur for a few moments. Still dressed in her night attire, she got back her bearings and realized she was standing on the school's auditorium stage. All the seats were full

"On stage in my T-shirt and basketball shorts." Emily moaned. "Can this get any worse?

As her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the auditorium, she recognized the faces making up the crowd. Jeff the Killer. The Slenderman. Laughing Jack. The whole crowd was comprised entirely of Creepypasta monsters.

"Oh no." Emily squeaked fearfully.

"Come on!" Jeff shouted. "Get on with it!"

"G-Get on with what?" Emily asked as a dingy microphone suddenly rose up from the stage. Emily heard electronic buzzing from above her and looked up to see a neon sign that read: LAST LAUGH COMEDY CLUB.

"Stand-up!?" Emily cried. "This is bad! I suck at stand-up!"

"Hurry up already!" Eyeless Jack shouted.

"Um...um...S-So a priest, a rabbi, and some Muslim guy go to a bar..."

Emily narrowly dodged a bloody knife that Jeff had lunged at her head.

"Muslims don't drink alcohol dumbass!" More of the monsters joined in on the jeering.

"Someone...anyone...Help!" Emily screamed in the loudest voice she could muster.


Penny found herself in a ballroom full of well-dressed patrons. This was already unnerving for the punkish tomboy as she could hardly think of a worse place to be than a ballroom.

"Where the hell am I?"

Even worse was the fact that her attire had been replaced with a big pink dress that made her feel like a giant cupcake.

"And what the hell am I wearing...oh shit! Did I fall asleep?"

Suddenly, a man appeared before her dressed as a 18th century gentleman, with a red petticoat, a green undershirt, and a powdered wig crawling with spiders and snakes.

"Might I have this dance, Bitch!" The man growled.

"Y-You're Freddy, aren't you?" Penny inquired.

"The one and only." Freddy grabbed Penny's hands and began forcibly dancing with her. She tried with all her strength to escape his grasp but it was hopeless.

"Let me go you asshole!" She shouted. Freddy only responded with mocking laughter.

However, both were caught off guard by the sound of Emily's screams.


Sally arose from her bed with a start. She tried to reach her friends on Facetime again but her phone wouldn't turn on.

"Did I forget to charge it again?"

Sally's technical pondering was interrupted by a loud popping sound from her kitchen. The scene kid climbed out of bed and entered her kitchen. She turned on the lights and noticed three toasters on her table.

"That's strange. There are three toasters in the kitchen but our family only has one." Sally's thoughts were once again interrupted, this time by six pieces of toast popping out of the toasters, each with a word on them.

Sally gasped. "The toast is speaking to me! Ok, let's see. Your...dinosaur...pajamas...aren't...that...great..."

Sally suddenly teared up at those last words. "So cruel! How could toast be this mean!? Unless..."

Sally had a horrible realization.

"Unless I'm having a nightmare and if that's the case, then those are..."

She pointed to the toaster which popped up flaming toast with skulls on them.

"EVIL TOASTERS!" Sally screamed as she ran back to her room. The toasters began hopping after her as they shot their flaming bread slices at her. Sally slammed the door shut and locked it only for a piece of flaming toast to punch through the door.

"I'm too young to die!" The scene girl cried just as the sound of her screaming emo friend filled the room. "Emily?"


Emily wasn't sure what happened. She was in the middle of her nightmare, about to be torn apart by jeering creepypasta monsters when an earthquake began to rock the auditorium. As the whole place shook left and right, all three of her friends suddenly landed on her. The shaking stopped and the girls once again got a hold of their bearings.

"Emily?" Sally asked.

"Sally? Ginger!? Penny!? What are you guys doing-oof!" Emily's questioning was cut short by Sally wrapping her and the others in a giant hug.

"I'm so glad to see you guys! You would not believe the nightmare I was having!"

"Tell me about it." Penny and Ginger said in unison, both girls glad that, for some reason, everyone was wearing their regular day clothes again.

"Give me a break!"

The girls turned to the back of the stage to see an angry Freddy pick himself up.

"Another bitch that can pull people into her dreams huh? Not like that's gonna save you."

"In your dreams Krueger!" Ginger declared. "You're outnumbered now!"

"Yeah!" Emily shouted.

Freddy simply smiled and gestured his blades towards the seats with a loud "ahem!" The girls turned around and saw an entire army of creepypasta monsters standing up from their seats.

"Ohhh. I forgot about those guys." Emily admitted sheepishly.

"Run for it," Penny stated blankly.

The girls ran to the right of the stage and into the hallways as the monsters rushed after them. They tried to find the exit but there was none to be had. The hallway winded endlessly and the girls soon found themselves at a dead end.

"What are we gonna do?" Sally cried fretfully.

"I don't know! Someone think of something!"

"And quick! They've found us!" Ginger pointed to the monsters as they crept closer to the girls.

"Go to sleep!" Jeff laughed as he brandished his knife

"I guess I have no choice." Emily sighed as she walked up to the monsters.

"Emily!? What the hell are you doing!?" Ginger asked in a panicked tone.

Emily took a deep breath and spoke in the cutesiest voice she could muster.

"Uwu. Mister Jweff, you're so dreamy! I hope and your fwiends don't do sexual thwings with us! Uwu.

Absolute silence.

"OH FUCK SHE'S ONE OF THOSE FANS!" Jeff screamed as he and the other monsters ran away shrieking in terror.

Penny fell to the floor laughing, rolling as she held her sides.

"Holy shit! I can't believe you actually said all that crap!"

"Me neither." Emily moaned. She too was on the floor, only she was curled up in a ball of shame.

Ginger snapped out of her second-hand embarrassment and helped Emily up as Sally helped up Penny.

"Come on guys. It's not over yet. Freddy's still out there."

The girl's attention was captured by the sound of scraping metal slowly approaching them. Freddy was walking marching toward the group.

"You know something." The dream demon sneered. "You girls are getting to be a real pain in my ass."

"Why are you doing this?" Sally asked. "What do you get out of killing teens like us?"

"What do I get? Their souls of course!" Freddy lifted up his sweater and revealed the tortured faces of his past victims embedded in his skin. The girls quickly recognized Pam's face among the writhing mess.

"P-Pam?" Emily asked with uncertainty in her voice.

"Help me! He has my face surrounded by all the ugly souls!" She whined.

Freddy lowered his sweater and raised up his blades. "Always room for more!"

"This is bad!" Emily exclaimed. "Let's make a run for it!"

"Good idea!" Ginger agreed.

"Umm...guys?" Sally questioned. "Where's Penny?"

"Right here!"

Freddy only had time to turn around before he was swiftly decapitated by the ax-wielding Penny. Oily black blood with a greenish hue spurted out of the stump of his neck as the body fell down.

"Holy shit! Penny!?" Ginger and the others were stunned. "Where did you get that ax?"

"Hey this might be a dream but this place is still based on our school. So it wasn't hard to find the ax they keep in the glass box in case of a fire."

"Hurray for our school's shitty safety protocols!" Sally cheered.

"Don't celebrate too soon!" Freddy's severed head growled.

The girls all screamed as Penny dropped the ax with a loud "Oh shit!" As they watched, Freddy's headless body got back to its feet, skewered its own head with his blades, and placed it back on his shoulders.

"In dreams, I am forever!" Freddy raised his blades again. "Too bad you're not!"

Penny tried to pick up the ax again but Freddy kicked it away and backhanded her into the lockers.

"Penny!" Sally cried.

Freddy grabbed Ginger by the scruff of her shirt and lifted her off the ground. She thrashed about wildly trying to escape his grasp but it was no use. Emily grabbed onto Freddy's arm and bit it but he did not let go.

"Say hi to Bela Lugosi for me Bitch!" Freddy sneered as he raised his blades.

"No!" Ginger punched and scratched at Freddy's face, removing his hat. Emily was thrown off of his arm and into Sally. Both girls landed with a thud.

"Ginger!" Emily cried. "Nooooo!"

Suddenly, the whole school began to shake. Even Freddy was taken aback by this. The ceiling began to collapse and everyone was buried in the rubble.


Ginger awoke in a sweaty panicked frenzy.

"W-Was I dreaming?" She asked herself.

As Ginger sat up on her bed, she felt something strange in her hand. She looked down to see Freddy's fedora still clutched in her hand.

"Eeek!" She screamed as she threw the hat across the room.

"Oh shit!" Ginger suddenly remembered that her friends were also in the dream and franticly called them on Facetime. To her relief, all of them answered although they all seemed a little shaken.

Penny spoke first. "I'm going to take a wild guess and say that we all just had the most bat-shit insane dream in recorded human history."

"Ditto," said Emily.

"Same here," Ginger confirmed.

"I've had weirder." Sally countered.

After a few seconds of staring awkwardly at Sally, Penny continued. "What I wanna know is how we all ended up in the same dream."

"It was Emily." Ginger answered knowingly.

"Me?" The emo girl questioned.

"Hey yeah!" Sally interjected. "I remember Freddy mentioning something about another bitch who can pull people into her dreams."

"Did you really have to say bitch?" Emily whined.

"I read about this too while studying Krueger." Ginger explained. "Apparently there are some people out there that can pull other sleeping people into their dreams."

"That's a neat parlor trick." Penny interrupted. "But how does that help us stop Freddy?"

"By a lot." Ginger left the screen for a few seconds and came back with a familiar fedora in her hand. "Behold!"

"Ahhh! Freddy's here! We're still in the dream!" Sally screamed. "Somebody pinch me!"

"Calm down guys," Ginger reassured. "It's just his hat. I pulled it off of his head and out of the dream."

"Ohh." Sally calmed down. "Can I have it?"

"You pulled it out of the dream?" Penny repeated with doubt in her voice.

"It must be a trade-out for being able to kill kids in their sleep." Ginger looked at the hat and smiled. "It's just a theory. But if we managed to pull Freddy all the way out of the dream, he might lose his powers."

"What gives you that idea?" Penny questioned.

"Honestly? Nothing but this is our best shot."

"Besides. If he's out of the dream realm, he won't be able to hurt anyone else." Emily added.

Penny pondered for a moment and sighed. "Ok. Let's evict this fucker from dreamland!"

The girls cheered at their new plan.

"But how are we gonna pull it off?" Sally asked.

"I'll bore you with the finer details tomorrow at school but for now, I'll leave you guys with four words." Ginger declared. The other girls listened closely.

"Sleepover at my place!"


The following night, Sally, Penny, and Emily found themselves sitting in Ginger's living room. Once again clad in her T-shirt and basketball shorts, Emily couldn't help but feel somewhat vulnerable. She was a modest person that way. That's also why she couldn't take her eyes off of Penny, who sat nonchalantly on the couch in a white bra and underwear.

"So you sleep in your underwear?" Emily asked uneasily.

"What's it to ya?" Penny retorted curtly.

"N-Nothing! I was just making conversation."

"I see London. I see France. I see Penny's underpants!" Sally giggled.

"At least they beat your stupid dinosaur pajamas!" Penny snipped.

Sally gasped and wrapped her arms tightly around herself and her PJs. They were white but had dinosaurs of all colors peppered over them. One would think they were a child's PJs.

"My PJs are awesome," Sally mumbled.

"Is everyone ready?" Ginger called from upstairs. The goth girl walked down the stairs and into the living room holding her laptop in her arms. She was wearing a long flowing nightgown that looked more like a black dress. Emily felt herself blush at the sight of her.

"Ginger," Emily spoke. "Your nightgown...it's beautiful."

"Save the compliments for after we beat Freddy." Ginger replied as she set the laptop down on a coffee table next to Freddy's hat. "Did you guys read those books I checked out from the library?"

"Yeah." Penny lifted up one of the books which sat near her feet. "Although I don't get how they can help. Doesn't lucid dreaming take like, a lot of practice?"

"It does and I wish we had more time to actually practice but we don't." Ginger opened up the laptop and turned it on. "We'll just have to make due."

"What's the plan?" Emily asked.

"First, we set all our alarms for 10:30. That's 30 minutes from now." The girls all set their phone alarms. "That should give us plenty of time to find Freddy and yank him out of the dream."

"How do we do that?" Penny asked.

"I..don't know." She turned to Emily. "But I do know our best chance to overpower him lies in you Emily."

The emo girl's face lit up like a Christmas tree light. "M-Me?"

"We need to all be able to work together in the same dream to defeat him. I know I'm asking a lot but can you use your ability for us again?"

"I don't know. I don't even know how it works."

"You did it last night! Just remember how that felt!" Sally added.

Emily still seemed uncertain but smiled softly at Ginger.

"Okay."

"One last thing," Penny spoke. "How the hell are we supposed to fall asleep on command?"

"With this." Ginger pulled up a video.

10 Hours of Relaxing Air-Fucking-Conditioner

"How the hell is that supposed to help us sle-

All the girls fell asleep five seconds into the video.


"Umm..Where am I ?"

Emily looked around and realized she was in the boiler room. Her friends were laying on the floor beside her and began to stir.

"You did it, Emily!" Sally cried happily.

"Great job Emily!" Ginger complemented, earning another blush from the emo girl.

"Alright. Now let's find that Mr. Rogers reject and kick his extra crispy ass outta here." Penny growled as she cracked her knuckles. "Where is he?"

As if to answer her question, a scrambled guitar riff sounded from outside the room.

"Let's check it out." Ginger suggested. The others agreed and they walked toward the sound. They soon found an open doorway from which the sound was coming. They entered to find a small hallway alongside a huge window.

"Look!" Sally shouted.

The girls looked through the window and saw a recording booth. One side had Freddy at the controls, sans his hat. The other side held Samara who was clutching her hands over some earphones that appeared to be nailed to her head.

"Samara!" The girls cried.

Freddy noticed them as they screamed. He flashed them a demonic grin as he looked toward the struggling metalhead.

"Ah! Samara! Look! Your groupies have arrived. And just in time for the big finish!" The dream demon laughed as he cranked up the volume.

"No!" Ginger screamed.

Samara roared in pain as the music in her head grew louder. Her skull began to inflate and she could feel her brain throbbing.

"A...At least...I'll die...by...metal..." She uttered before her head exploded into a bloody mess. The girls screamed in horror as the gore painted itself on the windows and Freddy's laughter filled the room.

"You bastard!" Sally cried.

"You'll pay for that!" Ginger hissed.

"We'll see about that bitch!" Freddy snapped his bladed fingers and the room began to rumble. The girls turned to leave the room but the doorway was now a wall barring their escape. Rusty blades similar to Freddy's claws slowly poked through the wall before turning like gears.

"It's like a giant thresher!" Emily whimpered.

"He's gonna harvest us!" Sally screamed.

"Run for it!"

The girls turned in the opposite direction and tried to run away but found that no matter how fast they ran, they were still in the same spot. They looked down at their feet and saw that the floor had become a giant treadmill going in the direction of the thresher.

"Anyone got any bright ideas?" Penny asked.

"Only one thing can save us now!" Ginger declared. "Lucid dreaming! Quick! Everyone imagine a giant door behind us!"

The girls put all their might into their brains and to their pleasant surprise, a door rose up from the floor and opened up just as they were about to hit the blades.

"We did it! We-WAAAAHHH!"

The girls found themselves falling from a rickety old plane being piloted by Freddy.

"Adios bitches! See you next fall! Hahaha!"

"Shit!" Penny cursed. "What now?"

"Imagine we have wings. It's our only hope!" The girls concentrated and they each grew a different pair of wings, Bat wings for Ginger, Raven wings for Emily, Metallic wings for Penny, and Butterfly wings for Sally.

"Holy crap!" Emily beamed. "We're flying!"

From the plane, Freddy watched the winged girls fly around. "Oh no, you don't!" Freddy merged with the plane and became a giant red and green dragon that swooped down at the girls.

"Shit!" Ginger groaned. What followed was an aerial chase between the girls and the Freddy dragon. It was hard for the huge dragon to maneuver as fast as the girls but once they made the mistake of getting close together, Freddy breathed a blast of fire that singed their wings.

"Uh oh," Emily uttered as she and the others began falling again.

"What now?"

"Imagine the ground beneath us is a field of pillows!" Ginger called out. The girls concentrated and found themselves landing on a bunch of soft pillows. They barely had time to breathe, however, before a roaring Freddy emerged from the pillows. He had reverted back to his old form.

"It's now or never guys!" Ginger shouted. "Dogpile!"

The dream demon was taken aback as the four Alt girls launched themselves at him and latched on for dear life. At once he knew what they were trying to do.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"You're coming with us...to Brazil!" Sally screamed.

Silence from everyone.

"Sally, nobody's going to Brazil." Penny sighed.

"I know. I just always wanted to say that."

Freddy used the distraction as an opportunity and slashed at some nearby pillows, resulting in a mess of feathers blanketing everyone. By the time the feathers stopped falling, Freddy was gone.

"Dammit!" Penny screamed. "Where'd that son of a bitch go?"

"Umm guys?" Emily whimpered. "We got bigger problems." The emo pointed down to their feet which were now submerged in water. Before the girls realized it, they were swimming inside a giant toilet bowl.

"Well, this is disgusting." Ginger stated.

Freddy reappeared on the tank and approached the lever.

"Wait!"

"Aww! Don't look so flushed. You never had a snowball's chance in Hell of defeating me! Hahaha!"

Freddy jumped on the lever, causing the girls to be flushed down the toilet. He took great delight in their screams as he jumped down from the toilet, only to notice a door next to him. He could tell it led to a different dream.

"Huh, That emo bitch must have accidentally dragged this dream along as well." The dream demon smiled. "Well, no point in a little extra soul going to waste. Let's see what we got here."

Freddy opened the door and found himself in a bedroom full of strange little figures and posters. On the bed sat Octavia, clutching her Hatsune Miku body pillow as she stared at Freddy.

"Ahh. The little Japan lover." Freddy flexed his blades. "Personally, I'm not into those Chinese cartoons of yours but you know what they say, Death is a universal language." Freddy raised his blades as he neared the frightened girl. "Sayonara Octavia!"

Before Freddy could strike, however, he felt a sharp tap on his shoulder. He turned around and was shocked at the sight of an army of anime protagonists standing before him. The one that tapped his shoulder was a buff man with spiky hair and an orange gi.

"So you're Freddy Krueger?" He said with excitement in his voice as he cracked his knuckles. "I hear you're pretty strong."

Frightened, Freddy turned back to Octavia who was now flipping him off while smiling. "This is for Gina you overcooked lolicon!" She hissed.

From outside the door, one could hear the sounds of Freddy screaming as he was shot, slashed, and blasted with energy beams of all kinds. Finally, the dream demon was tossed out of the door and back near the toilet battered and bruised.

"Ohh...Who the hell were those guys?" Freddy groaned as he got back to his feet.

"Glomp attack!"

Freddy barely had time to let out a confused "huh?" before he was suddenly tackled to the ground by Sally. The scene girl wrapped her arms tightly around Freddy's torso and wouldn't let go.

"Get off of me!" Freddy screamed.

"No way! I'll never let go!...Hmm your sweater actually feels nice." Sally rubbed her cheek against the sweater as she said this. The teen and the screaming Freddy began to fade away from the dream.


Freddy suddenly found himself on a couch with Sally still wrapped around him. He wiggled out of her grasp only to fall onto a nearby coffee table, knocking down his hat.

"Oww! Dammit!" Freddy rubbed his head as he slowly gathered his bearings. He quickly noticed his hat and put it back on his head before getting to his feet.

"It worked! It actually worked!" Freddy turned toward the couches and saw the other girls gathering around Sally.

"That was amazing!" Emily shouted.

"Way to go Sally!" Ginger praised.

"You should thank Octavia." Sally replied. "If she didn't fall asleep and back us up when she did, we would be goners by now."

"So that's why you were talking to her in the hallway today." Penny deduced. "I just figured she was converting you to Weebuism."

Freddy interrupted with a loud "Ahem!", catching the girl's attention.

"How the fuck did you escape the toilet!?"

"How do you think? Lucid dreaming." Ginger explained. "We envisioned a net to save us and climbed out while you were getting your ass handed to you by Octavia's harem.

"And now you're in our world Bitch!" Penny taunted.

Enraged, Freddy kicked away the broken table as he approached the girls with his blades raised high. "I'm gonna split you in two!" He prepared to strike, only to be kicked in the groin by Penny.

"Ahhh! Ohhh!" Freddy bent over in pain and fell to his knees.

"Hurts, Don't it?" Penny didn't wait for a response before punching Freddy in the nose, knocking him back to the ground. She felt something hot and sticky on her fingers and examined her knuckles. There was blood on them. Bright red blood. The same color of blood dripped from Freddy's nose as he got up.

"The blood's red this time," Penny smirked. "You really are mortal in this world."

"And so are you!" Freddy swiped at the girls but they scattered off the couch. Freddy chased them randomly until he cornered Ginger near the kitchen entrance.

"This is your fault!" Freddy rushed at her with his blades, unaware of Emily who ducked in front of his legs, tripping him. Freddy's blades ended up embedding themselves into the wall near Ginger's head. As he reared back, Freddy's hand came out of the glove, leaving it in the wall. Ginger quickly stuck her hand in the glove and yanked the blades free.

"Looks like the glove's on the other hand, Freddy." Ginger rushed at Freddy with the blades, only for the dream demon to block them with a framed picture next to the couch. The blades were now stuck in the picture.

"Oops!"

"Now you die."

Freddy wrapped both hands around Ginger's throat and began strangling her. Sally delivered a sharp kick to Freddy's butt, forcing him to let go. He turned to the scene girl only for a vase to shatter on his head, knocking him down.

"Let's get out of here!" cried Emily who had thrown the vase. All four girls ran out of the room just as Freddy was getting back on his feet.

"What is it with kids today? No respect!"

Freddy began searching the house for the girls and his glove, thinking of all the terrible things he would do once he found them. At last, he noticed the back door was almost fully open. On the back porch, he could see his discarded glove.

The dream demon laughed to himself. "Come to Papa." He cooed as he approached the glove. As he opened the door wider, a bucket of liquid suddenly fell on his head, drenching him and knocking off his hat. The four girls, who had been watching from the backyard, started laughing.

Freddy stood silent for a moment, before chuckling as well as he picked up his glove and put it back on.

"I have to admit. I didn't see that coming. That was a good joke. Too bad it's your last." Freddy slowly approached the girls who made no effort to run away this time and instead firmly stood their ground. "Any last words?" Freddy asked as he raised his blades.

Penny smirked as she held up an open lighter. "Yeah. Three to be exact."

Freddy was dumbfounded as to why Penny would be holding a match but then he smelled the liquid that he was covered in. Terror set in as Freddy realized the liquid wasn't water. It was gasoline.

"Oh shit!"

"Burn in Hell!" Penny roared as she launched the lighter at Freddy. The fire engulfed the dream demon and he howled in pain as the intense heat began to cook his flesh. He ran around the yard in a panic, the girls only moving out of the way when he tried to come near them. Eventually, the howling stopped and the burning mound that was once Freddy Krueger fell to the ground.

The girls walked up to the flaming mound as it slowly turned to ash.

"Great plan Penny." Ginger complemented.

"Thanks. I got the idea when you mentioned that this fucker burned to death the first time." Penny replied.

"Do you think he'll stay dead this time?" Emily asked uneasily.

"Who knows?" Sally said nonchalantly as she sported Freddy's fedora on her head. The other girls gave her a "really?" look as Penny snatched the hat from her head and tossed it in the fire.

"Awww!"

"Come on guys!" Ginger chirped. "We were in the middle of a sleepover after all and I think it's time we got some well-deserved rest."

The other girls murmured in agreement as they head inside. Exhausted from the experience, they all quickly fell asleep and returned to their most pleasant dreams. Ginger dreamed she was a dark queen ruling an enchanted forest, Emily dreamed the same thing but she was Ginger's knight. Penny dreamed that she was a biker in a post-apocalyptic world. And Sally? She dreamed she was riding a robotic unicorn across the starry clouds.

The End

(So what do you guys think? Love it? Hate it? Please let me know. Anyway, now that this is over, it's time to work on FVJVM. See you soon!)