I flopped through the open window and slid to the floor breathing hard. 'God! I really should lose some fuckin' weight!'

I caught my breath as I looked around the room. The wallpaper was really creepy. Not that you could see a lot of it. There were pictures ranging from being drawn with crayons to expertly done charcoal on the walls, all of them creepy.

I struggled up off of the unusually clean for a teenager floor to get a closer look at some of them.

There were some done of devils, beheaded rabbits, a bloody room, a silhouette of a very thin person with glowing eyes. But I found one picture that looked mostly un-creepy.

It was a picture of a smiling teddy bear. It was sitting on a bed with an unfocused child hugging it.

I went to a dresser in a corner and looked at the framed photos. They were mostly of Pepito and Todd, but there seemed to be a group picture with a pretty blond woman and the devil in a human disguise.

I heard a noise behind me and whipped around to see that a teddy bear on the bed had fallen over. I walked over to it and picked it up. I jumped a little when I saw its face. It was the bear in the picture.

"Holy shit, you scared me you little bugger." I looked it over and traced the coarse stitches on its stuffed body. "Wow, either Todd really treats his toys badly or somebody really didn't like you with something pointy."

"It was the last one."

I whipped around with the bear clutched to my chest as I heard the voice. There was no one at the door.

"Who the fucking hell said that?"

"Oh, are you hearing voices? I wonder if you're as diseased as Nny."

"Alright, who's there? I refuse to think that I have a voice in my damned head."

"Tsk, tsk, such a potty mouth."

"Either show your fuckin' self or I swear to what ever god you worship to find you later and drag you to hell when I go down. And Stop talking about how I talk. Bastard."

"Very well, I'm the stuffed toy in your arms."

I looked down at the bear I had smashed to my boobs and thought that over, "Yeah, yeah, with how my life's been I'll buy that, so mister teddy bear, why the hell are you talking?"

" . . . just like that you except the fact that an inanimate object is talking to you? Don't you think that you're crazy or that the voice you hear is electronically?"

I gave the bear a look. "Honey, a week ago I would be thinking that you where a sugar induced illusion, but that was before I met the Devil. So spill Mr. Cuddly."

I think the bear gave me a look even though he couldn't move. "I'm a trauma sponge. I'm the reason that Todd hasn't tried to kill himself or other people yet. I was his childhood imaginary friend but because he was introduced to so much negative energy that I started to develop my own personality. It was tainted by all the negative energy that I absorbed so I wasn't the beast person for an impressionable child to talk to, and ever since he met his male friend the window of opportunity to talk to Todd as closed. He's being too protected by him. I no longer have the steady stream of negative energy to feed me."

I let the silence lengthen to awkward as I mulled over what the bear had said. That was pretty creepy. And how bad of a childhood had Todd had to create a critter that fed off of emo dispositions? It must have been worse than MINE.

I looked the bear over and felt the sudden erg to take him with me. But then I would be B&E with stealing. . .

Oh what the fucking Hell! I'm going there anyway, might as well take the fucking Emo bear with me.

"What's your name?"

The bear seem startled. "The name I was given is Shmee."

"Well Shmee, my name is Spencer and I'm taking you with me."

I picked up the bear and walked out of the room and went downstairs, I walked past the boys making out on the couch and walked out the door while yelling, "By guys I'm leaving early! Use a condom!"

As I walked down the sidewalk, a bear tucked under my arm, I heard Todd yell after me.

"HOW THE HECK DID YOU GET INTO MY HOUSE?!?!?"

I turned, walking backwards, and cupped my hand around my mouth, "WITH A LOT OF DAMED EFFERT!!!!"

I have decided to put in a weird pairing so i have to rearange the thinger ma jig. yeah. . .