A/N: In the last chapter, Sherman was attacked by Ghostface, who failed to kill the redhead and only gave him a knife cut on his forearm. What will happen to Sherman? Who are the suspects in this case? Who will be the next in Ghostface's mass killing spree? You'll find out. Enjoy!
Sherman was still sitting in the back of the ambulance and the cut on his arm was now all wrapped up in gauze and the officer just closed his note pad.
"Alright, that'll be all for now. Take care, son" said the officer shaking Sherman's hand.
"Thank you" Sherman said trying to hand the officer's cup of coffee back to him.
"Keep it, I've had enough caffeine for the day" the officer said before walking away. Sherman then went back inside and saw his dad looking worried.
"You alright?" the white beagle asked.
"I'm fine. I'm just glad I dialed the cops before Ghostface could do anything worse than what he did to my arm" said Sherman taking another sip of his coffee.
"You wanna go straight to bed and take a nap?" Peabody suggested.
"Dad, I'm fine, I promise. Besides, we still got that movie to go to. The movie will make me forget all about what happened" Sherman said.
"Well, if you say so" Peabody said handing the preteen his smart phone that he left in the penthouse during Ghostface's attack and then started walking to the elevator.
"I'm gonna go get some candy out of the drawers. I'll be right back" Peabody said before the doors shut and Sherman sat down on one of the couches in the lobby.
"Thank God that's all over" said Sherman running his hand through his hair. He then felt his phone vibrate and then answered it.
"Hello?" asked Sherman.
"Hello, Sherman. Sorry the cops had to ruin our play-date. We were having so much fun" the person on the other line said, it was Ghostface. Sherman raised up from his seat and began getting scared and angry at the same time.
"You tried to murder me in cold blood the same way you killed my friend, that's your idea of fun?" Sherman asked with anger.
"I always enjoy the classic game of when the cat chases the mouse" Ghostface responded.
"My life is not some sick game for your amusement" Sherman started firmly.
"Yes it is. And when I decide it's over, you will die" Ghostface said before hanging up and the dial tone filled Sherman's ear. The redheaded boy hung up his phone and slipped it back into his pocket. He then saw that Peabody was walking to him with a plastic shopping bag of candy in his paw.
"I've got the candy. So you ready?" asked the beagle. Sherman was still a bit disturbed by Ghostface's last call but answered with a nod and a small smile.
"Good, now let's go give ourselves nightmares" said Peabody, making Sherman chuckle a bit before both father and son exited the lobby together.
(Start playing 'Red Right Hand' by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds as you read this next passage)
The next day, Sherman was driven to school by his dad, who got a little paranoid at what happened yesterday. When Sherman waved goodbye to his dad, everyone outside 'Wes Craven Intermediate School' were looking at him and whispering.
"Did you hear? Sherman got attacked by the same guy who killed Abby last night" one girl said.
"Yeah, but the cops got there before he even got sliced up" Sherman heard from one of the goth kids. He then felt a hand tap his shoulder.
"Look at you, dude. Sherman Peabody cheats death" Hayden said, making Sherman smile a little bit.
"Correction, I cheated murder. If I cheated death this would be one of those 'Final Destination' movies" Sherman said.
"Well, more or less it's the same thing. Dude, you're a celebrity now" said Hayden as he followed Sherman to his locker which he was supposed to get yesterday but didn't get to because of the murder.
"I really don't wanna be known as 'The Boy who Lived' it makes it easy to be teased by the Harry Potter club" Sherman said as he entered his locker combination. He then saw Mason Nadir, the school's math nerd approach him.
"Sherman, I heard what happened yesterday" Mason said.
"Everyone did. I saw as news crews pulled up to my place and began attacking me with a hundred questions" said Sherman as he opened the locker and put his books in it as well as his lunch in a plastic bag.
"Everyone wants to be best friends with the guy who survived an attack from the guy from 'Stab'" Mason said in excitement.
"Mason, we've known each other since Kindergarten, no serial killers from a horror movie tried to kill me back then" Sherman said shutting his locker door. Just as he was about to start walking again, someone in a Ghostface costume jumped out from behind the corner and scared Sherman.
"Ahh!" Sherman exclaimed falling backwards, leaving whoever was wearing the costume laughing. They took off the mask to reveal it was one of Penny's friends, Jill Evelyn.
"Gotcha good, dog-boy!" she said running away laughing.
"Just ignore her Sherman" Hayden said helping the redhead up.
"That crap isn't funny. That's the exact same costume whoever that guy was wore" said Sherman angry and dusting himself off.
"Well, there is a bright side to this. Maybe that 'Stab' remake will be about you and how you fought Ghostface" Mason suggested trying to make Sherman smile a bit.
"Yeah, all I gotta do is make sure I don't die in case there's a sequel" Sherman said before the bell rang and started walking to his first class with Sherman.
"See ya at lunch" Hayden said to Mason before he waved back and went to his class.
"I just hope the teacher doesn't make a big deal about surviving the killer's attack such a big deal" said Sherman as he and Hayden walked into the class.
(You can stop playing the song now)
The first class was English Literature 101, and Sherman was pretty bored, nothing in the class was interesting to him. He was doodling in his notebook, he was drawing Ghostface's mask on the page and had a speech bubble near the mouth and it said 'What's your favorite scary movie?', which was the killer's most famous line in the 'Stab' movies.
"Now, we move onto talking about the Gothic genre of literature" the teacher said, which made Sherman snap out of his state of boredom and stop drawing.
"The Gothic genre is all around us. We have brilliant minds like Stephen King, Joe Hill, Thomas Harris, Maureen Johnson and Max Brooks. Every single one of them with a best-selling book or series in the Gothic genre" said the teacher.
"Do fan fiction authors count?" asked one of the students.
"I guess they do. Any kind of author qualifies whether they're famous, or on the internet" the teacher said, Sherman then raised his hand.
"Yes, Sherman?" the teacher called on him, giving him permission to lower his hand.
"Well, what if someone became so obsessed with something that they wrote about it? Like the killer that's out there right now. They're clearly mimicking Billy Loomis and Stu Macher and now they're recreating their own Woodsboro murders and have them take place here in the Big Apple" Sherman asked. All the class' eyes were on Sherman and the teacher looked to him.
"Are you suggesting someone's trying to create their very own 'Stab' fan fiction?" asked the teacher.
"It's a possibility. It's a classic case of life imitating art whether it be for revenge, their own personal gain, or because they're just obsessed with the movie, book, video game, or real life actions of another criminal" said Sherman. Everyone seemed to get Sherman's point.
"But why would someone want to turn a slasher film into a fan fiction?" asked Carl, who was two desks back from Sherman.
"I don't know, and I don't think anybody here wants to know" said Sherman looking down at his notebook at the drawing of Ghostface he made.
"Well, Sherman that was interesting. But you're right, that's what we will be discussing tomorrow. The act of life imitating art" said the teacher the minute before the bell rang, signaling everyone that class was over.
"Alright everyone, have a good day. And remember to have a parent or guardian sign your syllabus for class, it counts for half your grade this semester" the teacher said and Sherman got up from his desk and began walking down the hallway with Hayden.
Little did the redhead know that Penny was following him and then looked to Jill who came up to her with a big brown paper grocery bag.
"Did you bring the costume like I asked?" Penny asked. Jill then pulled out a costume that looked like Ghostface from the movies and she looked at it snickering.
"Oh boy, if Sherman wasn't terrified of Ghostface in the movies, he will in real life" said Penny as she walked to the girl's room.
"Penny, maybe this isn't such a good idea. Sherman got attacked yesterday by the actual Ghostface, the same one who killed Abby two nights ago. Don't you think you're taking it a little bit too far by doing this?" asked Jill.
"Of course not, I know what happened. And I don't really care, I hate Sherman and I can't wait to see him whimper like the dog he is when I scare him" said Penny as she removed the costume from the package and placed it on, putting the mask on last.
"Wish me luck" Penny said behind the mask and put the hood over it. Jill gave her a nervous thumbs up before Penny took out the fake glow-stick blade knife from the package and then left the girl's room.
"This is gonna be so epic" Penny said as she now approached the lunch room.
A/N: So, Sherman got another call from Ghostface, the rules of scary movie fan fictions have been laid out on the table, and Penny plans on using a Ghostface costume to scare Sherman, not caring about how he was attacked the night before, but little does she know dressing up as a real life killer on the loose will have consequences. More to come in the next update. Please review, thanks!