Lucy pops up out from the darkness, "The only thing you have to fear is fear itself." she then points over your shoulder, "And that thing behind you."

Nightmare Movie Marathon

One early Sunday morning, Lincoln stumbled into the Living Room and took a seat on the couch, not noticing that he was sitting on Grim.

"I agreed to be your friend, not your throw pillow." Grim complained.

Lincoln got off of him, and sat next to Lisa who was on the other side of the couch studying the Reaper, "Ah, sorry Grim, I couldn't sleep due to a creepy movie I saw last night."

"What movie?"

"Some B-Movie from the 80's called Call of the Coed Cannibals."

Grim laughed, "Hah! A classic!"

"Perhaps you shouldn't be watching movies outside your age rating." Lisa chided.

Lincoln looked at Lisa quizzically, "Lisa are...are you okay? You sound different."

"I fixed her lisp, it was driving me nuts." Grim explained.

Plus I can't write a character with a lisp well.

Lincoln glared at Grim, "Wait, you used your supernatural powers on her? How could you? She's only five!" he complained.

"Calm down Lincoln. So far, there seems to be no negative side effects." Lisa assured, "Besides, it saves me the effort of fixing it myself, it was way down on my list of things to do since it barely bothered me."

Lincoln took a deep breath to calm himself, then got an idea, "Wait, if you can fix that with your powers, could you fix my problem with scary movies?"

"You want me to destroy the TV signal? No deal, I'll miss me soaps!" Grim protested.

"What? No! I meant using your supernatural powers to make me unafraid of scary movies!" he corrected.

"Doesn't that ruin the point of scary movies?" Lucy asked.

Lincoln jumped out of his seat, "Yaah! Lucy, where'd you come from?"

"I've been here the whole time. You just didn't notice, again."

"Uh, like I said, I couldn't sleep!"

Grim rubbed his jawbone, "You know, the best way to conquer your fears is to face them head-on."

"But I watched the movie already."

"Not like that, mon. I mean you have to experience them firsthand. Being torn to shreds by a B-Movie monster will make watching a movie of one feel like child's play!"

"That doesn't sound healthy at all." Lisa remarked, "In fact, I'm pretty sure that watching a movie that showcases an event someone experienced would just trigger their trauma."

Grim waved her off, "Oh, what do you know, little girl?"

Lisa shrugged, "For starters I actually have an honorary doctorate in Psychology, but eh, I'm only five." And not written by a professional, for the record.

"So...what, you're planning on making monsters or whatever for me to deal with?" Lincoln asked.

"No, that'd be too much work. I'm just gonna send you to sleep so you can have nightmares about them and deal with them there." with that, Grim threw some purple dust into Lincoln's eyes, making him slump back and fall into a deep sleep.

Lucy looked over Lincoln, then to Grim, "Are you sure this will help him?"

"Not really, but I'd bet it'd be entertaining if we saw his dreams."

"I just so happen to have a device that would let us view his dreams. I just need to go get it and plug it into the TV." Lisa told him.

Grim got up off the couch, "Ooh! I'll go make popcorn!"

...

Lincoln got up in bed, seeing it was the middle of the night, "Huh? What happened?" he asked aloud.

He didn't get an answer, though there was a huge crash outside, and a bright neon green light now shined through his window. Lincoln got out of bed and slid over to get a better look.

Suddenly, Lincoln was lifted up off the floor and the light dragged him out through the window and high up into a UFO in the sky.

...

Lincoln blinked and looked around to see himself sitting in first class on an airplane.

"What the heck just happened? Wasn't I just-" Lincoln then recalled Grim saying he was sending to sleep to face monsters. "...oh yeah. Well, what can get me in an airplane? Gremlins? Snakes?"

A busty blonde stewardess appeared at the front of first class and started to speak, "Good evening passengers! Thank you for riding with Alucard Airlines! We are currently at 10,000 feet with no escape! Now sit back and relax with our in-flight movie as we FEED ON YOU."

Suddenly, the stewardess transformed into a massive cloud of mosquitos and started to turn the passengers into skeletons. The cloud gradually made its way towards Lincoln.

...

Lincoln sat up on a pontoon with his dad, and Lynn in the middle of a lake. "Huh? What're we doing here?" he asked.

"We're fishing, Stinkoln. Remember?" Lynn told him.

"Lynn Jr., be nice!" their dad told her, "Son, I know fishing requires a lot of patience but try not to zone out."

"Uh, okay. Is there some sort of shark or giant squid in this lake?" Lincoln asked.

"This is freshwater, Lincoln! We're looking for largemouth bass!"

Suddenly an obviously-CGI tentacle with a sharktooth on the tip slashed out and decapitated Lynn.

"Oh, come on!" Lynn shouted in annoyance as her head fell into the lake.

Mr. Loud jumped up from his seat, "A freshwater sharktopus! Every Loud for himself!" he yelled as he jumped off the pontoon.

The tentacles latched onto the boat and pulled it into the water where a giant mouth awaited it.

...

Lisa, Grim, and Lucy sat on the couch with popcorn while Lincoln was slumped over against the TV stand while his head was in a helmet with wires plugged into the TV that was broadcasting his nightmares of being torn apart by cheap monsters.

"I get the idea my robots would like criticizing these." Lisa remarked.

"What's there to criticize?" Grim asked, "This be quality entertainment, mon! Lincoln being humiliated!"

Lucy shrugged, "It almost feels too light hearted to be humiliation. His deaths aren't that graphic."

"Eh, I'm not in control of his imagination."

...

Lincoln was outside his house, "Okay, I'm home? So, what gets me here?"

Suddenly, he hears the familiar sound of a distorted ice cream truck jingle.

"Hey! Ice cream!" he screamed as he ran over to a parked ice cream truck selling frozen goods.

Lincoln ended up being the last in line, "Ya got any Ace Savvy Pops?"

"Yeah, that'll be five bucks." answered the very bored, tired, and nearly soulless teen vendor.

Lincoln pulled out his wallet and found it empty, "Oh no! Uh, can you put it on my tab?"

The teen pointed a thumb towards the back of the truck, "Tell ya what, I need some help moving some stock. It'd be worth five bucks to me."

"Oh, okay!"

With a smile Lincoln hurried to the back of the truck, it opened to show a giant monster made out of ice cream that grabbed Lincoln and shoved him into itself.

The teen shrugged, "Too many kids fall for that."

...

Lincoln was in a Jeep in the middle of a road on a stormy night with a large chain link fence next to him. "This looks way too familiar..."

With a flash of lightning, Lincoln saw a large hole in the fence and a massive lizard on hind legs in front of the Jeep.

"AAAAH! Wait, kids don't get hurt in dinosaur movies!" He yelled.

The T-Rex then tore apart the Jeep and devoured him.

...

"Hey Lincoln, you coming or not?" Rusty asked.

Lincoln realized he was with his friends at the mall, "Uh, where are we going?"

"The arcade Linc! Remember? They got a new game this month!" Stella told him.

Liam nodded excitedly, "Yeah! It's gonna be more fun than wrestling pigs!"

Zach was grinning ear to ear, "And most importantly, it-" Zach then frowned, "They're here."

"Who?" Lincoln turned around to see a horde of zombies running through the mall.

Lincoln's friends all took out firearms and started shooting at the zombies.

"Where did you all get guns?" Lincoln asked as he got out of the way.

"It's America! Get your iron out, Linc!" Clyde told him.

Lincoln reached into his pocket and pulled out a pistol. He looked aside towards you, the reader, "You know, I'm not surprised. Every zombie flick has the same message of the living being far scarier than the dead."

He joined his friends in shooting at the running dead.

...

"Huh, it looks as though he's finally gotten a hold of his fears." Lisa observed.

"Aw man, and here I was enjoying him getting devoured." Grim griped.

Lucy crumbled up her popcorn bag and looked over at Grim, "I think we should wrap this up. This was fun at first, but it has gone on too long."

"Heya guys! Watching a movie?" Leni walked in to see Lincoln and his friends shooting at zombies, she gasped, "Lincoln's on TV! Oh em gosh!" she saw Lincoln in the contraption, "Linky! You're on TV!"

"Shh Leni, Lincoln's sleeping!" Lisa chided.

Grim smirked at Lucy, "Okay, but can we see one more nightmare? Just to end on a high note?"

Lucy shrugged, "Sure."

...

"Guh?" Lincoln found himself waking up on the couch surrounded by his family.

"Are you okay, honey? We found you sleeping on the couch." asked his mom.

"Yeah, and you were shouting in your sleep a bit dude." Luna added.

"Loud like a slumber jack, hahaha!" Luan joked.

Everyone else groaned except for their dad, "Hah, well, at least it's over."

"Is it really over?" Lincoln asked.

Rita gave Lincoln a hug, "Yes honey. You're awake and with your family with nothing to be afraid of!" Rita then frowned, "Well, except for that disembodied hand that strangles people."

Lincoln raised an eyebrow, "Huh?"

Lynn Sr. then pointed towards the window, "OH NO! THERE IT IS!"

Outside, a disembodied hand knocked on the window until it broke through the glass and entered the house.

Lincoln and his family screamed as the crawling hand lunged at them.

THE END?!