As the camera slow-zoomed to the old, broken Hockey Mask laying in the sand, an arm, clad in a red and green sweater and a leather glove tipped in blades erupted and grabbed the mask, pulling it into the ground with a sinister laugh. Roll Credits.

Missy got up off the couch and stretched. "Okay, that was Jason Goes to Hell, What's next?"

Ashley started looking through a crate of DVDs. "Uh, we could do Jason X, or we could skip it and go straight to Freddy vs Jason since we just watched the set up for it, or we could take a break from slashers and..."

Ashley pulled a couple of movies. "I've got Alien, Bella Lugosi Dracula, Christopher Lee Dracula, Bride of Frankenstein, Frankenstein's Ghost, Abbot and Costello Meet Frankenstein, The Terminator... you know, the original that was a horror-thriller instead the sequels that were action movies... Scooby-Doo 2, and The Star Wars Holiday Special."

Grace jumped up, seemingly startled. "That terrible thing!? God, no... Look, if it's a choice between the last two then definitely, by all that is good and pure in this world, The Holiday Special. It's gotta be that one. I'm not sitting through that other travesty again."

Ashley continued. "The Ring? Oh, wait, no. This is the Japanese version... Candy Man... Wait, no, that's another Slasher..."

"Look, we just watched nine movies about stupid horny people dying horribly," Missy interrupted. "Even we're serious about abusing our collective superhuman stamina to stay up for an entire weekend watching Horror Movies, we're going to need to take a break sometime. You got anything less serious?"

"I've got Little Shop of Horrors, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, and a Bootleg DVD of the first Fifteen Simpsons Halloween specials."

"Ashley, question?" Grace started. "Is there anything in there you haven't seen already?"

"Well, there's Japanese Ring," Ashley started and looked into the box again, "Uh... I've seen the cartoon but I've never actually seen the original movie of Beetlejuice, there's Silence of the Lambs here, I've only read the book... and The Brave Little Toaster. We can't watch that one though, my parents told me I wasn't allowed to watch it."

"What's that doing in a box of scary movies!?"

"Your parents wouldn't let you watch that but they let you watch all this other crap!?"

"You're parents let you read Silence of the Lambs!"

"They let you watch Clerks!"

"But they wouldn't let you...!"

"What were their priorities!?"

Ashley shrugged. "They said something about a clown. I wasn't allowed to watch It, either."

Grace face-palmed "Okay, no, I don't care what they said you've gotta watch this. It's like, my favorite movie."

Missy paused for a moment. "You know, maybe Bonesaw's favorite movie isn't appropriate for kids after all."

Grace glared at Missy with narrowing eyes. She then sat down and started humming something to herself.

Ashley recognized the tune. "Hey, that's the song you were singing when you cut me open. The one about B movies."

"Yeah, it's from the movie and... Okay, I get the point."

AN:

I'm exaggerating for comic effect, but actually... Yeah. Jesus Christ, going back and Watching the Brave Little Toaster as an adult is terrifying. You've got the creepy clown, the crooked appliance shop that chops up scavenged appliances for parts and puts the broken ones back together being played as being like a B movie and the disturbing amount of allusions to depression and suicide. God Damn.

Anyway, Happy Halloween(albeit a bit early.)