MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING. MAMA'S COMING.MAMA'S COMING.
December 22, 1998
There was a strange sound that made it downright impossible for me to get some sleep. It sound like scratching from an old VCR. But what was strange was that it was coming from the basement. Getting up to investigate, I picked up my flashlight and made my way to the basement in order to find the source and hope to stop the noise so I can go back to bed. As I made my way around the basement towards the noise, I noticed a trail of toy eggs leading me around the corner which confused me at first, then I remembered that the Tattletails were capable of laying eggs somehow which contained gifts for their owner. Upon opening the eggs, it turns out that the gifts I were expecting weren't there. Most of the gifts were everyday objects that any child could have. As I rounded the corner, my eyes widened when I saw the source of the noise.
It was a much more bigger Tattletail. It had brown fur and it had a VHS Tape player on its belly. When I approached the new Tattletail, it suddenly went quiet as if it knew I was there. I couldn't help but notice that their was a VHS Tape labelled "Mama's Story" next to her. Putting two and two together, I concluded that the big Tattletail in front of me was the Mama Tattletail. But then, I remembered something. Wasn't Mama banned? I remembered during the ad for Tattletail shows Mama looking at the camera and the words "MAMA NOT AVAILABLE" flashing on screen. If that was the case, then how did she get here? Shrugging it off, I put in the VHS in Mama's Tape Player and pressed Play. Mama's eyes opened as her head began to spin slowly as music began to play. As Mama began to speak and tell her story, I heard my Tattletail giggling from upstairs.
As Mama continued with her story, I made my way upstairs and I didn't even notice that how loud I was while making my way to find my Tattletail until I remembered that my mom was still asleep. Being quick but quiet, I saw my Tattletail standing in the center of a mess in the living room. I picked it up in order to quiet it down. But as I picked it up, I briefly remembered that I put Tattletail back in its gift box before I went to bed last night. How could it get out? Better yet, how can it get up the stairs?! My thought process was interrupted by Tattletail. "Show Me Mama!" It told me. Sighing to myself, I decided to see what would happen if I brought Tattletail to its mommy. Making my way to the basement, I was surprised that Tattletail wasn't pestering me for food. Since it was probably up for a few hours, it would usually be quite hungry, his fur might need a brush and its amazing how long he went without charging.
As I entered the room where "Mama" was, my heart dropped when I saw that Mama was missing. "Where's Mama?" I heard Tattletail say to me as if I knew the answer. But just like that, he yawned and grew tired. Nervous, I quickly ran to the gift box and set Tattletail back in and wrapped the box back up. I began to make my way towards the stairs I realized I would have to clean up the mess that Tattletail made. Growling angrily to myself as quietly as I could, I began to make my way upstairs. Suddenly, the lights went dark one by one which made me jump. Shaking my flashlight and making my way upstairs quickly I heard the same metal grinding to the right of me, I made the mistake of turning to look. My flashlight suddenly died out quickly as the only thing I saw was 2 red eyes staring at me. As I stepped back quietly, I heard the familiar voice of Mama speak to me.
"Mama will look after you!" I heard it say to me as it watched my movement. Being as quiet as possible, I made my way to the mess only to see Mama looking directly at me from the kitchen. I knew it would be stupid to make noise, so I began to clean the mess as quickly but as quietly as possible, I had to do this while watching Mama to make sure she doesn't move. If she heard me, I was doomed. Luck must have been on my side because once I got the last of the mess cleaned the lights turned back on and Mama was gone, as if she simply vanished into thin air. Not taking a chance, I ran to my room and closed my door, making sure to keep the door closed and locked. Climbing into bed, I held my flashlight close and kept the lamp on next to me on as I slept. I eventually managed to fall asleep and luckily, whatever that Mama thing was, didn't attack me.
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