"AISATSU!"

Two figures shouted at the same time, one in a cheerful tone and the other in a Monotone of someone that sounded to tired to talk.

"I'm Chihiro but please call me Belle. "Belle introduced herself in a mad hatter costume with black and purple patch hat, purple top with a large orange silk bow with the pumpkin face in the middle, large, purple balloon pants that stopped to her knees and black and white leggings and purple and orange jester shoes with belle on them. Mina the teddy bear had a witch hat on its head, holding a broom. Pumpkin Jack had black and white stripes sack with a large black bow, dressed up as Jack Skellington.

"I am Ryoko or Bunny. Off with your head." The figure next to her said in a dry monotone, dressed as a gothic Alice in wonderland, a small black top hat head band that leaned to the side, black fingerless gloves and black roses painted on her face, a black and dark purple Alice dress with a mix of white, with puff sleeves, a white apron covered in blood spatter, black and dark purple horizontal stockings and black slipper shoes. She had her favorite pair of black Victorian design sewing scissors in the apron's pockets.

"Alice doesn't say Off with your head." Belle tilted her head, both were sitting at a small table on a stain glass where they were surrounded by darkness and strange things that were floating in and out of portals. Some of these portals were playing Horror movies from Halloween to Veronica, Cult Classics like the Evil Dead and Ringu to the Asian versiom of Shutter.

"I wanted to be the Queen of Hearts but you said there were no more of those."

"Of course they didn't and you took too long."

"Yes but its very hard between the Shingami or Cheshire or Queen of Hearts."

"What is that evil creature doing here?" Belle pouted and pointed.

She wasn't pointing at Bunny's puppets, Razor King (dressed up as a demon clown) with its twisted upside down face with a horrific sharp teeth smile and sharp talon like claws or Ms. Smiley Face who's face was thankful covered with an executioner's hood and hanging robe around her neck.

"I love my Cookie." Bunny said plainly with no emotion, "He is the Mad Hare."

A brown bunny rabbit with a little twitchy nose and floppy ears was in a wagon wearing a black top hat band and a green bow, eating lettuce. It had one white paw and big eyes, munching away without a care in the world.

"I've got my eyes on you Demon." Belle glared, but then she cleared her throat, "Hey everyone, Happy Halloween. The writer wanted to do something fun and scary too, so she interrupted the next chapter of Entangle for a Halloween Special."

"Why? Why would the writer do something so pointless?"

"POINTLESS! POPPY COCK BIG SISTER!" Belle roared with excitement, "This is random and exciting, randomness is essentaiility to living."

"You are right Little Sister, I'm sorry. Being Random is so much fun, almost as fun as drowning someone in a bowl of punch and watching them struggle." Bunny seemed to have this sudden glow in her eyes as she drooled at the throat and snipping her scissors in the air, " Yes...and cutting out their tongues...the blood spray with each snip. Ha...hahaha...hahaha..."

"Ahhhh...Bunny, we haven't started the horror story yet." Belle had a sweat drop and forced smile on her face.

Bunny suddenly frowned and had her blank stare and looked to the left, "Oh yes...a story...a story and nothing more."

"Back to the writer, So because Halloween is our Birthday, she decided to make it about us."

"What is there to know about us?" Bunny asked as she was cutting heads and body parts off of people in magazines and placing them together to make a new body and pasting them in a blank book, "I was put in an Asylum after the...killings...I hang out with you and my friends who aren't my puppets."

"Well...Like your new hobby of Book Scrapples."

"The Doctors think it curves my homicidal urges."

"Well that's even better as caramel on toast, you haven't killed one person in...forever. "Belle clapped with joy.

"Although, I wouldn't mind cutting into flesh instead of paper. I miss it so. I could make another puppet." She clipped her scissors together and the sweet slice sound they made echoed loudly in the Abyss, "Ms. Smiley could use a new face."

Belle just smiled on, "Well continuing...the writer decided since it was our Happy Happy Joyous day, that we-"

"Have a chance to come out and play." Bunny continued the rhyme.

"I even sneaky weaky her out of the Asylum just to get a chance with my Big Sis. As long as Cousin Blossy doesn't know...yet."

"But I would like to see our cousin and her lovely red hair."

"Maybe later."

"And Buttercup...I heard she still has those pretty emerald eyes...I bet they would look good taken out-"

"Cupie is my friend, remember the ruley rule."

"No family and friends are allowed to be my puppets." She said in her dull monotone.

"That's right...but enough distractions...time to party." Belle hugged Bunny close, "And have our story told. So prepare."

"We hope you get scared...please get scared. Or maybe...something might happen to you." Bunny held her scissors up.


It all started on Halloween.

"I made it myself." A girl explained cheerfully, she twirled around in her make shift costume.

Her Mother forced a smile, "Well that is quite lovely dear. Now C'mon, we must get ready for Trick or Treating."

The girl walked with her Mom, "This early? Mooma?"

"Of course, you want the best candies don't you, my lovely pumpkin."

"Yeah yeah." She rushed by her side and they went down the stairs

"I must get a jacket. Chi-chan, darling girl, could help me find my keys." Her Mom asked her.

"Yes Mooma." The little girl hopped to it immediately, her mom was in the living room, looking in the sofa.

"I think I left them in the kitchen, be Mooma's darling and get them for me." She asked kindly, but was covering her mouth as she couldn't help but smile.

She found the keys on the table, but she saw strings hanging on the back door's and it was left wide open.

"Octo!" She gasped, thinking there was an Octopus hanging out the door.

Her Mom came into the kitchen, trying to act shock, "Oh dear, why would your Doodle decorate the door like that. I told him the front door."

She ran through, tickled pink and laughing at how funny it felt going through it when she heard...

"SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

"Ahhhhhhhh!" A little girl with dark brown hair in a bob jumped in pure delight as she saw the costumes and designs of pumpkins, black cats, and spiders.

"Happy Birthday, My Belle!" Her mother gave her a loving hug and pushed her to he middle of the crowd of people. Her mom was dressed as Morticia Addams and her dad was dressed as Gomez Addams. Belle was dressed as a ghost with plastic chains and a plastic dead hand on her shoulder, black sheets wrapped tightly around her by her plastic chains.

Belle wiggled around as they sung happy birthday and blew out the candles as the song ended. She was tickled pink by the claps and cheers by her neighbors and some of the neighborhood kids and family members.

"Chihiro, where was your Wednesday addams outfit-" Her father was suddenly elbowed by her Mother.

"My Love, our sweet Belle made it herself. Doesn't she have quite an imagination?"

"Why yes, yes and you made it yourself. That deserves extra candy." Her dad laughed as his precious daughter gave him a tight hug. She glowed at the mountain of presents that were on a separate table but she was more excited when her dad said, "Your cousin is here too."

"Cousin Blossy! where! Where!?" Belle looked around, she snorted in delight as she saw a pink and white princess costume holding a wand and white butterfly wings. She jumped on her back and shouted, "COUSIN BLOSSY!"

"Belle, ouch! My costume! You'll mess up my costume!" Blossom whimpered and pouted as she fixed her pointy hat, she tilted her head, "What are you suppose to be?"

"I'm a ghost...boo." Belle laughed hard, "You are...the toothie fairy again?"

"No...I'm a fairy Hero, Twinkle Twinkle." Blossom tipped Belle on the nose with her wand, "Evil begone." Both just started laughing and hugged each other. Blossom was so happy to see her cousin, she was really the only one around her age that she could play with and while playing with her was weird, it was always fun and Belle always had the most toys.

"Let's play in the bouncy house." Blossom shouted, pointing at the small bouncy house in the corner of the yard where most of the kids were already at.

They were able to bounce for a while until Belle saw an old man and jumped off, Blossom recognize the old man too and jumped off. Both ran up to him...

"Hello there, my grandbabies!" An older man dressed as Uncle Fester smiled and greeted them.

"Grandpa, Grandpa.." Blossom squealed in delight as she hugged him, she was always happy to see him, "Thank you for my present."

"Granddaddy!" Belle shouted and hugged him around the legs.

"There's the birthday girl and Blossom, you look so enchanting." He commented, "The best Tooth fairy around."

"I'm a Fairy Hero, Twinkle Twinkle." Blossom pouted.

"Of course, but what a better disguise then a tooth fairy, the villains won't see you as a threat." He winked at her.

She gasped not thinking that, "You're right Grandpa."

"And me Grandaddy! and Me?" Belle jumped up and down.

"Absolutely Terrifying! You might make the old ticker clock out." He held his chest and laughed.

"No...not the clock. I love your clock to keep going and going like ants in a parade."

"How about some cake? Your parents made it just for you...Pumpkin Marble Cake."

"Yes Yes Please!" They both yelled at the same time. Blossom beamed with hearts in her eyes at the thought of sweets.

Their grandfather gave them two slices of cake to sit at the kiddie's table. Belle had this strange look and she pulled a small plastic chair next to her. Blossom shrugged her shoulders and took another bite of this interesting pumpkin marble cake. Blossom knew how weird her cousin can be.

"What's wrong Pumpkin?" Her mother asked with a warm smile.

"Can I have another piece please?" Belle begged.

"Oh Chi-chan, I don't want you to have a stomach ache...not to mention you getting too hyper. My pumpkin, don't forget what happened last week when you drunk that espresso and ate the coconut cake. Mr. Tanka's Pitbull is still hiding in his dog house, terrified."

"It's not for me, Mommy Morty, it's for Ryoko."

Her mother's smile faded and her face turned paler under her face paint, she seemed shocked, "Where did you hear that name from?"

"Ryoko wants a piece of cake...she said she's my sister. That means...it's her birthday too right?" Belle asked innocently," Mooma, what's wrong?" Belle tilted her head.

Belle looked confused as her mother was at a lost for words.

Later that night, while Belle was in bed, seeing with her new teddy bear.

"But Darling, she said the name." Her mother cried out as she sat on the bed, their door was closed so that Belle couldn't hear a word.

"Well you please keep it down, Chihiro will hear you. Angel cake, I'm sure she's heard that name from somewhere or just another imaginary friend like the last two, Mina and Pumpkin Head Jack." Her father said as he was drawing a new design for Christmas cake, "Darling, we need to get ready for Christmas, possibly a new flavor."

"But she said she was her sister and that it was her birthday too...her birthday...don't you get it?"

"Well maybe you told her-"

"Now you know I never could...even..." Her mother sniffed at just the thought of the child they lost, "I never said a word. What if..what if Ryoko is trying to contact us." Her mother was smiling in delight, "Maybe Icould finally apologize for failing her-"

"Saeki, 're jumping to the moon with these...'thoughts'. Ryoko is gone and I'm sure there's a reason for this."

"Like what? Our daughter is contacting us, I should ask Chihiro-"

The Father grabbed her by the shoulder, "Enough, Ryoko is gone...she died before she even came into this world. We shouldn't dwell on this, We have the sweetest little girl in all creation and we should be happy with that. Perhaps your father let it slip or your sister or maye even my sister or my father. There are many ways Belle could have heard about her. Heaven knows my sister just loves torturing you with that fact about it."

"Yes...yes...perhaps you're right, Hiro." Saeki was breathing heavily, as her rational thoughts override her emotions.

"Now, we should sleep. I have to work tomorrow and I'll take Belle to the bakery with me. You look really tired, my Love and must rest. Your immune system is still pretty low. Remember what the doctor said."

"No...No..I'm alright. Belle can stay with me tomorrow. I could use the help clearing all those decorations."

"I could clear them up-"

'No...No...I must be a good wife. I can't bring you the five children you wanted but I could at least be a proper wife in other ways to you." She sighed, rubbing her stomach.

"Oh dear, you know I've never once blamed you for that. Things happen, life happens. Heaven knows, Our Belle is enough for us. She's five kids all in one. Can you believe it, she's already six years old. It only seems like yesterday that she was born and we were holding her in our arms, our little miracle."

The next day

Saeki had finished cleaning all the decorations with Belle's playful help. She stuff some of the reusable decorations into a box and put them into the attic of their home and throw the trash into a bag. She deflated the bouncy house and packed it up, ready for Hiro to take back into the party shop. She sat on one of the porch chairs, she was feeling exhausted and cold. She muffled her coughs as best as she could. She looked at her hand and sighed in relief.

"No Blood, good." She simply said to herself and rubbed her legs as a gust of wind blew.

"Mooma, I'm done." Belle grabbed the last bit of trash and put it in the trash bag.

"Oh thank you so much. We should have a hot drink."

"A tea party." Her eyes glowed at the thought of a tea party.

"Yes...a tea party with scones, cakes and jams."

"But no Cousin Blossy."

"Maybe next time, we can have one with her. Her mother was adamant about picking her up last night. C'mon let's go inside." She shooed the little girl inside and closed the door behind them. She started the hot water for their tea and watched carefully as Belle went upstairs. Saeki pulled her medicines from the cabinet and took them with a glass of water. She also pulled out a container of beet juice from the refridgator and took a swig of it, "I just need to get better, for my little girl and my husband."

She could hear the wind blowing, "I should take the trash out before it gets blown away. Belle, I will be back." She shouted as she grabbed the bag, going outside and throwing it in a large trash bin on the side of the road. She took a few mintues to take a deep breath of fresh cold air. It was officially November and the weather was colder than yesterday, but the goosebumps on her arms wasn't from the cold.

"Hiro is right...I need to stop thinking about it. My family wouldn't speak to Belle about Ryoko. Why would they anyway. Hiro's father would never have said anything to Belle, knowing how upset that would make me. Eiko (Blossom's Mom) probably did say something to Belle. Only she would do such a horrible spiteful thing. In fact, when I told her I lost one baby, she smiled. My sister-in-law despises me enough to do something like that. I will call her about this later and confront her about it."

She turned back and she was taken back by Belle standing in front of the large window, with a blank expression on her face.

She rushed back in, rubbing her arms in an attempt to get warm, "Oh darling, I'm so sorry...Belle...Belle?" She looked around, but Belle was no where to be found in the living area. She found her in her room, grabbing Mina.

"Mooma, I found Mina. We can have tea now."

"Of course we can, I didn't mean to worry you."

"Worry flurry?"

"I promise, Mommy will wear a jacket when I go back outside again. No need to tell Daddy."

"You went out without a cover? Oooohhhh Mooma. I will r-r-report you to Doodle." Belle had a playful shocked look on her face.

She looked confused but then played it off, "Oh don't you try and trick me again. I saw you looking at me." She gave her nose a little pitch, "I'll give you an extra piece of cake if you don't tell on me."

"Not me Mooma, I want to make tea. Maybe it was Bunny."

Her face turned pale and she suddenly grabbed her by the arms, "Who's Bunny?"

"Ryoko...said so. You call her Bunny and I can too. I don't like Bunnies though, Grandpa says they...v-v-vermans."

"Belle, who told you about Bunny?" She asked very sharpley ,"Was it Auntie Koko?"

Belle shook her head, "No Ryoko. I was Belle and she was Bunny...Mooma. Bunny said you take nasty stuff 'cause you're sick. Mooma, what's wrong? You not sick right?"

Saeki was taken back even more, she was always careful of trying to hide her sickness and exhaustion from Belle.

"Belle, you will tell me who told you all this...was it Grand daddy?"

"No...it was Ryoko."

"Chihiro!" She snapped, standing over her, "I don't appreciate Story telling. There's no way you could've- You won't be in trouble if you're covering for someone but lying is not nice."

"Mooma, I'm not. Ryoko...Ryoko...Ryoko..she told me. She said you were taking white stuff and drinking nasty juice...Belle is no liar!" Belle started crying and her mother knew she was being too harsh, "Belle...doesn't lie."

"Oh..Mooma is sorry. Come here."She kneeled down and held out her arms. Her little girl rushed to her arms, hugging her, "Mooma has been under the weather but nothing to worry about."

"Don't be mad at Belle." She whimpered, "I didn't lie. It was Ryoko."

"Oh never mind all that, Mooma is just on edge and hungry. Since we did a lot of work, why don't we eat out? We can have a tea party later."

"If it makes Mooma feel better, we can have tea time later. You don't need to be hungry."

"Is Belle hungry?" She smiled as Belle nodded, "Why don't you pick the place?"

"Burger!" Belle shouted.

"And Let's keep Ryoko to ourselves ok? No telling Doodle, just between us girls."

"Yes."

"Get your coat on and I'll get mines on too."She walked out of the room, she didn't even seem to notice a silhouette in the dark shadow of the room. Belle poked her head out and motioned towards the shadow.

"You shouldn't lie, Bunny. Mooma is under weather." Belle pouted as she was looking at her dresser's mirror. Her closet door opened and a coat fell on the ground. Belle grabbed it and pick it on, "I know...you just wanted to see her. Mooma is nice...you wanna stay here...can we be apart?...really...I can give you Mina but only until I come back, Mina is my new friend."

Belle smiled as a hand print suddenly showed up on the mirror and she placed hers next to it.

"I'll be back, Bunny."

Belle ran out of the room.

A few days later

Belle's grandfather had came for a visit. He was the one that own the bakery. It wasn't a famous like he hoped it would be but it was popular enough to always have business. It was unique and his senisble daughter in law was great with baking like his late wife and Hiro, his son was a wonderful cake decorator.

"Now first we separate the egg yolks." He instructed his granddaughter. He cracked opened an egg with her and showed her how to separate the eggs. She was surprisingly very good after the second try, "Good job, now we keep the egg whites in the refridgator and the egg yolks stay right here."

He took a mesh sieve, shifting the cake flour and matcha powder together over the bowl

"Green snow! Green Snow! I wanna try." Belle jumped for joy when she was had the sieve and started shifting with enthusiasm and joy, she inheirted his love of baking and she had a hidden talent that he saw. He was looking through an old hand written recipe

"Well-"

Creak

He looked up at the ceiling, he knew he just heard something and the light fixture above shook a little.

"Granddaddy, what next?" Belle cried out, getting his attention.

"Oh yes, then the yolks should been warm enough, we break them." He gave her a wooden spoon and let her stir them and added the sugar, he went back to the book, "Then add the cold egg whites and the remaining sugar. We use the mixer until its light and fluffy."

"Like clouds?"

"Yes. Now, Grandpa will do it this time. We don't want to make a huge mess." Grandpa insisted, using the mixer until it was fluffy like whip cream, "Then we pour it into the cake flour and mix them together and warm milk-"

"And Cinna!" Belle shouted grabbing a bottom and sprinkling it into the mixture, "And van Van too." She poured a tiny bit of vanilla into the mixture before he could protest.

"That's not in your grandmother's book...Cooking is all about exploring, Pumpkin." He poured the batter into a prepared jelly roll pan and spread the mixture into all corners of the pan and placed it in the oven, "Now we shall make the cream cheese filling."

That part was easy and Belle was stirring.

Thud!

He looked up again, "Belle, did you sneak in a raccoon upstairs again? Child, those things don't belong inside." He shook his head as he grabbed some large yellow rubber gloves ,"I'll be back, you just keep stirring." He went upstairs right away.

She was happily humming and stirring.

Eiji (Grandfather) went up the stairs softly, listening closely for any more sounds when he...felt something. It was different, way different. When Chihiro was first born and even when she was brought from the hospital, he felt it, that chill. When she was just a newborn, he placed a Buddhist statue in the middle of her room but Hiro removed it. He didn't believe in that supernatural, paranormal mumbo jumbo and he didn't want his wife to be upset by it either.

Saeki was too sick and weak from the birth to really remember this.

Eiji pulled out his buddhist symbol as this was much more different now. It was...much more intense, concentrated.

He gulped as he continued up the stairs, slowly and softly. He could feel this foul aura on his face and arms as goosebumps rose from his skin as the thud stopped but there was this eerie clank sound that continued.

He was in the hallway, he instantly turned on the switch.

"They are weaker in the light." He mumbled to himself, holding his necklace and started to say a prayer under his breath.

He stood in front of Belle's room door where he heard the creaking sound again. He opened the door...the rocking chair...

"Granddaddy!"Belle shouted, standing behind him.

He jumped, her bedroom door opened wide and he clenched his chest.

"I'm done...It's fluffy muffy as cloud with cheese."

He chuckled as he held his necklace tightly in his fist, "Belle, you mustn't scare your Grandpa like that. Remember the clock in Grandpa's heart."

"Oh the ticker. Is it still moving?" Belle gasped, grabbing his hand.

"I can't, I have to get the raccoon..."He looked back at the rocking chair that was in the corner of the her room. The Teddy bear, Mina was in the seat...but he was almost sure that, for a split second, there was something in that chair...or maybe he was seeing things. The rocking chair started to rock again but only because the wind from the cracked window started to blow, causing it to move. He sighed as he saw it hit the wall making the soft thud sound and the creak sound on the rug.

"Rocky isn't here." Belle shrugged her shoulders, confused.

"Yes...we must go back and finish the cake."

"Then you can tell me about Nano and we can watch people on the box." Belle clapped in excitement.

"Yes...yes..."He nodded and let himself be pulled away, but not without something catching his eye as the chair started to rock again. He gasped as he saw black sitting...in rocking chair, holding the teddy bear. It's neck popped to the side as the door closed.

"C'mon Granddaddy." Belle looked at him puzzled as he shot the door opened...and saw nothing.

"I know what I saw...I know what I felt." He gulped, sweating bullets as that image slowly filled his mind.

A Grin


"I know what I saw?" Eiji whispered to Hiro that night, "A shadow, someone or something was sitting in the rocking chair and it smiled."

Hiro was exhausted from the grueling day at the bakery and was in no mood for this talk once again, "Dad, I'm not having this discussion. I just want to have a relaxing night with you and my family." He said, with a sigh. Saeki was trying to catch up with her cooking and Belle was helping her. Eiji was trying his best to whisper his concerns while that image repeated itself in his head all day.

Such a Twisted Smile...

"Look, there has been something here, something dark since the day Chihiro was born. I've felt it, but it's not as strong as this. A darkness is coming from her room, we must do a cleansing-"

"Dad I don't believe in this stuff."

"Well maybe you should, for your family's sake."

Another exhausted sigh from Hiro.

"Well maybe I should talk to Saeki-"

"No!" He snapped, he looked around, he escorted his Dad into his study that was down the hall. It was his and Saeki's office, with a computer desk, chair and many books on baking, cooking techniques and designs. It was used to schedule any special catering appointments and special orders.

Hiro turned around and looked at his Dad, "I don't want to upset her."

"Son, I'm sorry but this is serious-"

"It's not. It's just your old school superstitions and I won't let it put her health in danger."

"Hiro-"

"No Dad." Hiro leaned on the desk, rubbing his eyes and trying hard not to et his overwhelming stress affect him, "She...can't take much more."

"Hiro? Is she..really that sick?"

"Yes Dad, she is. The cancer and Chihiro's birth has left her in such a state that..I get so scared. Her immune system isn't recovering as fast as the Doctors want it Chemo did a lot of damage to her body. I..I shouldn't have pushed her to have the baby."

"No...No..you were smart. You took some of her eggs and had them stored at a Fertility clinic just in case if the chemo destroyed her-"

"Yeah...the chemo destroyed everything. I should have waited."

"Son, you told me the doctor said those eggs couldn't stay frozen much longer."

"I know, I know, we should have gotten a surrogate..something. I wanted to ask Eiko but that just was no way she would've done it."

"There wasn't much time." He touched his son's shoulder, "Look Seaki agreed to it too."

"But I should've known better. She's a people pleaser, she would do anything for me and I feel like I took advantage of that. I just wanted children so badly. Now she can't have anymore and she even lost one. A girl who didn't even make it out of the womb."

"Why didn't you say something? I didn't realize she was this sick."

"Now you know and enough of this silly nonsense and I don't need her to get upset and stressed out over this. She...she might even think..it's Ryoko?"

Eiji's eyes widened, "Chihiro's twin...yes...yes. That explains a lot. Son, there is a bond between twins, one that can never be broken. If Ryoko is dead...then perhaps she's sttached-"

"Dad, please...enough...just enough. I'm really tired, I really am. Chihiro is the best thing out of this whole mess."

"Yes...she is the sweetest child, but she was born with a stain and if we don't act now, it could end badly. I need to know, what exactly happened to Ryoko?"

Hiro sighed giving in to his father's request. Eiji's mouth covered in horror as he spoke.

"Are you sure?"

"There wasn't even a body, no stillborn...nothing. She just vanished, the doctors are still baffled about what happened, but Saeki thinks its her fault, but it's really mines." Hiro walked out the room and door the hallway.

"Doodle, it's time for eats." Belle shouted.

The T.V. was on while the family was sitting around the table, Hiro's , Saeki's and Eiji's eyes widened in shock as their miso ramen noodles reached their mouths and they slurred loudly in delight.

"Saeki, well done. Then noodles...are better than ever."

"It was Belle who added the seven herb spice. I never would have thought of that, well done Sweetie. Looks like I'm going to have to learn from you soon."

"She helped make the cake tonight too. Your Mom's special Matcha Swirl Cake, so that's a treat too."

Belle just laughed and wiggled in excitement as she grabbed a piece of boiled egg out of the broth.

Hiro cheered as he was rooting for a new up and coming Wrestler called the Masked Wonder.

"Really Dear, this isn't a very good influence on a child, all that violence." Saeki pouted and shook her head as Belle was started to cheer. Eiji muffled a chuckle as Belle stole a chashu (braised pork belly) slice from her Dad's bowl while he was rooting for the Masked Wonder.

He looked down at his bowl and started sipping his broth when...

Crack!

He heard a loud crackle sound, like a twig snapped. He froze right in place.

Crack! Pop! Crack!

The sound was so loud and distinctive that it muffled all sounds in the room: The T.V., Hiro's screaming, the tea pot boiling, Seaki's shuffling and scurrying to the kitchen. Everything was gone except for that sound...and his heart beat.

Crack! Crack!

That intense sickening feeling came back. His hands clenched the bowl tightly as he felt frozen. He felt all alone in the room and that was just as terrifying as this intense nauseous of this crippling fear.

"No...I must...not show fear. They feed on fear." He spoke to himself.

Crack!

Though his body was frozen his eyes moved upward from the bowl, Belle was sipping her bowl. He slowly looked around as the cracking sound still echoed.

Belle placed the bowl down...and there...a face...jumped right at him.

Eiji immediately jumped up letting a loud scream, he suddenly clenched his chest there was a tight pain that shot through it and made him fall backwards.

"Dad...Dad, what's wrong?" Hiro jumped to his side, his father was clenching his chest, "Call the Ambulance!"

Saeki rushed to the kitchen, Eiji was holding his chest, drool ran down his mouth as it was wide opened. Belle was looking down at him, worried and crying.

"Granddaddy! What's wrong! What is-"

Through Eiji's eyes: A sunken face with hollowed out eyes was holding his mouth open with its hands as if trying to rip his jaws opened. It popped its neck to the side, tilting it.

"I want to rip your mouth apart old man." It chuckled and then. the most twisted smile came across its face and...it threw its head back as it howled in this pure horrific laughter.

"HHHHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHHHHEEEEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"


Belle pouted as she looked at Bunny.

"Why is the writer stopping? It was just getting good." Bunny tilted her head, her eyes were covered by the shadows of her hair but a wide grin was spread across your face, "Such a nice story makes me want to...sew the world shut and dance in the pit of hell. Hahahaha...heheheheheheeheheheheh..."

"Bunny, peace and crackers."

Bunny leaned her head to the side, her blank expression was back on her face.

"Good, you're excitement has died down. That's it for the story for now. The writer decided to be random againand stop where its at to make it more fun."

"It's such a swirly twirly of a shame too. It wasn't scary enough, this is a bad story." Bunny sighed, placing Cookie on her lap, Belle pouted at that demon.

"I wanna pet too. Where's my pet, writer?"

"Ha."

"We must stop here though. Despite the lack of scares, we apologize greatly if this wasn't terrifying as a world without tea parties."

Bunny gasped, "Don't even joke about that, such horror...worse then my killing sprees."

"Killing sprees...I thought you only had one."

"Oh...yes...that's right, just one and nothing more." Bunny looked to the left.

Belle glared at herbut then smiled back to the readers, "We hope to have a part two soon. But back to Entangle of the spiders thread."

"Will Cousin Blossy have a hard time with Brick bear, they both have such lovely red hair." Bunny sighed.

"Hmmm...why does Butchie boo's laughter unsettled so many?"

"He truly has a mad laughter. It's quite nice like pulling someone's finger nail off, so much delight in such flesh ripping terror. Puff like a sniffed candle."

Belle pulled out her phone, "Well, you uys have a Happy Merry Hallow's Eve and eat lots of candies and sweets."

"But don't forget to floss and brush your teeth, cavities are murder. Or else." Bunny snipped her scissors.

"Oh before we go...on a happy note, if you're in for some truly wooly horror, try webtoons."

"Yes...there's actually comics where they come to life. Please do not read in the dark, or do...makes it easier to sneak up on you."

"Good night and see ya soon." Belle and Bunny waved.