Edit: Maybe I'll finish editing this in one day.
Wishful thinking? Probably.
Okay I got a lot of reviews saying high school's gonna be worse. YOU DON'T HAVE MY TEACHER AT THE HARD PRIVATE SCHOOL I GO TO MY TEACHER SAID HIGH SCHOOL'S GONNA BE EASY COMPARED TO WHAT SHE HAD PLANNED AND IT'S PTOVING TO BE TRUE OKAY I ASKED SOME GRADUATES FROM MY SCHOOL THEY TESTIFIED GRRRR
Okay I'm done ranting. Just really ticked and stressed about school and you guys ain't helpin'. Don't feel bad or nothin' I'm just sayin'. Or angry. Or all like "YOU'RE TEACHER'S WROOOONGG" okay ya know what just read the chapter.
"This is Radiator Springs? Mater asked, looking around in devastation.
"Siddeley, what exactly was her nightmare about?" Flo asked.
"She asked me not to tell anyone…" Siddeley admitted.
"Oh, is this the one she had when Axlerod was stalking her?" Lightning asked.
"Why?" Siddeley replied.
"Because that." Lightning pointed and everyone looked to see Becca in the distance. She was talking with two men—one had a green suit and the other was a very short man. Then out of nowhere two more men appeared.
Holley gasped in a breath. "Axelrod. And Zundapp. Grem and Acer."
Ramone clicked his tongue. "Storm clouds. Why is it always storm clouds, man?" He asked as storm clouds loomed overhead.
"Wait a second…" Siddeley murmured. I recognize this, he realized. I recognize this!
Siddeley slowly started backing away.
"Siddeley?" Finn turned.
"This isn't Becca's nightmare." He whispered.
"What?" Stacy asked.
"This isn't Becca's nightmare at all." He repeated.
"Then who's is it?" Sally asked.
Suddenly the clouds were looming over the group and raspy laughing echoed around them.
"Si-i-iddeley…" it called in a sing-song voice, followed by more raspy laughing. "Si-i-i-iddele-e-ey-y-y…" It called again.
Siddeley was as pale as ever as he answered, "It's mine."
…
"I wonder how they're doing. I think Stalker Siddeley must have cut the transmission, because all I'm getting is static." Andy said to Sheriff as he worked on another machine.
"Last I heard, they were going down some hole." Sheriff shrugged.
"Holes are evil. Holes aren't cool. Nope. Especially ominous holes leading deep, deep down with a ladder."
"Is that really what the hole looked like?" Sheriff asked.
Andy shrugged. "I would guess so. That's how holes to the bad guy's lair always look in movies. Maybe Stalker Sid is classic. But, I wasn't there."
Sheriff sighed and ran his hand over his face. "You really are Stacy's sister."
"We're not actually related…" Andy reminded him. "…at all, really."
"You're as talkative and annoying as she is, you might as well be."
"Ouch. Tha—oh, Mia, be careful!" Andy winced and Mia tripped over a random invention.
Andy sighed. "That was important…" He mumbled. He shook his head to regain his train of thought. "Anyway… Speaking of Stacy, do you think they found her, yet?"
"Think they found Lightning and Sally yet?"
Andy shrugged.
"I guess all we can do is wait, then." Sheriff crossed his arms.
"Yup." Andy leaned against his newest invention with his arms crossed. The two stared at each other while Mia did something on her phone and Red played with the animals on the floor.
…
"Two nightmares in one room? How did that happen?" Sally asked.
"Maybe Stalker Sid thinks you've got some sort of connection with Becca." Stacy suggested.
"Don't you?" Finn murmured. Stacy lightly punched him in the arm.
"So, is that the real Becca, or...?" Lightning asked.
Siddeley was barely able to answer. "I'm sure that's the real Becca." He replied. As if on cue, Becca looked over at them and relief flooded her face.
She ran over to them. "Guys," she panted.
Lightning hugged her.
"I wanna get out of here." She whispered to Lightning.
"Trust me, I do, too. There's just a little problem." Lightning explained.
"What?" Becca asked.
"That." Stacy pointed up at the laughing lightning clouds.
"O...kay... Let's run away, and never come back." Becca suggested.
Everyone looked up at the clouds. The voice laughed again and they heard a cry of pain from behind them. They all spun around to see Becca had collapsed. She was still conscious but awfully pale.
Flo fell to her knees to kneel next to Becca. "Becca, honey, are you okay?"
"I... Have no idea what just happened." She replied while the raspy voice above them laughed again.
"Si-i-iddeley..." It said in a way that suggested the source was grinning. "You know how to stop your friends from dying..." It reminded him.
"What?" Stacy exclaimed, then spun around as Lightning cried out and fell over.
"Siddeley, what's going on?!" Finn demanded as he caught a pale Holley and prevented her from falling over on the dusty ground. He gently laid her down and Mater rushed to hold her hand.
Stacy was next for the color to drain from her face and lose her balance.
"Okay, what the hell is going on?" Stacy repeated.
"Only you would be cursed by Stalker Siddeley and still be your cussing self." Siddeley frowned.
"I'm not cussing! I said "hell"!" Stacy protested. Finn also protested—against her. He gently pushed her back down onto her back.
"And, hey, wait—what do you mean, "cursed"?!" She tried to sit up again. Finn kept her down with an exasperated sigh.
"I mean, cursed. You're going to die." Siddeley's voice shook.
"What?!" Ramone exclaimed and he slowly sank to the ground. Flo was next.
"Siddeley..." The voice called again. A shadowy figure faded into their field of vision. Any remaining color had drained from Siddeley's face. "You know how. But you won't, will you?" It mocked. "Nobody even believed you up until now. Do you know why? Everyone just thinks you're an oaf—an idiot. A ninny—"
"The hell is a ninny?" Stacy interrupted.
"Stacy!" Finn groaned. "What part of, "you're cursed and going to die" don't you understand? Lay still!"
Stalker Siddeley seemed equally annoyed. "Do be quiet." He groaned. Stacy, who was sitting up, immediately fell back down and had begun to turn a little green rather than just pale.
"What did you do?" Finn demanded, angrily to the figure.
"Oh, I'd prefer if she dies a bit quicker than everyone else. I doubt anyone will mind."
Siddeley looked over to see that Tia had fallen long ago and Sarge was struggling to stay off the ground. Mater and Holley laid side by side, still holding hands.
He watched as Finn began to turn pale, as well.
"Finn..." Siddeley trailed off.
"Siddeley, what does he mean?" Finn asked as he struggled to stay sitting up.
"Yes, Siddeley, what do I mean?" Stalker Siddeley mocked.
"Listen, you stalking son of a bitch, I've had just about enough of you and I've only known about you for a few days. I've now been trapped in a room literally dripping with irrational fears I've acquired over the years, and apparently, now I'm cursed. So, would you kindly fuck off?!"
"The mouth on this one." Stalker Siddeley commented and rolled his eyes before Stacy fell over again, breaking into a cold sweat.
"Stacy, stop it!" Finn commanded.
"Nope. Till the death, I dis 'im." Stacy argued, pumping a weak fist into the air. "Is the world spinning and turning blue for you guys, too?"
"You're not going to die. None of you are." Siddeley decided.
"Oh, really?" Stalker Siddeley mocked again. "And why is that, Siddeley the coward? Admit it, you're going to let them all die. You don't have the guts to save them."
Siddeley glanced over at the sweaty faces of his best friend, Stacy, Holley, and Becca. He looked longer at Finn and Becca than anyone else, and they both stared back at him. Then his eyes lingered over Stacy. How much longer did everyone have to live? Surely, Stacy had at least half of that.
What if Leland was here? Siddeley wondered. Would he be one of the dying faces? Would he have even less time than Stacy? What about now? Two choices... Let my friends die, or...
Siddeley turned back to Stalker Siddeley—who had refined his humanoid-figure in the moments Siddeley had time to think. It was as if he was staring at a distorted version of himself. It… It was new. As much as he hated to admit it, it made Siddeley more uneasy than the thought of his friends dying.
"Yes, I do. Let them go." Siddeley ordered with confidence.
"Oh, really?" Stalker Siddeley grinned.
"Yes, really." He confirmed. "Let them go."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because I'm offering you something you've wanted to destroy since you were created." Siddeley continued as his voice trembled.
"And what would that be?"
Siddeley looked back at his closest friends, then at Becca.
"I'm sorry, Finn." He said as a tear slid down his cheek, then turned back to Stalker Siddeley. The tear turned into a steady stream as Siddeley's voice cracked. "Me."
DUN DUN DUN okay peace out do... Stuff. Idk what kinda crazy crap do kids do these days? Go... YOLO I guess? Imma antisocial geek idk what normal people do… Stay in school? Yeah okay stay in school. That's what everyone's supposed to do. And don't do drugs. Okay NOW peace out.