Neither Pete nor Myka had to think about what this artifact could be. They knew automatically. Rumpelstiltskin.
"So that's what it looks like," Myka whispered to Pete. They started to back up step by step, hoping they could get away from it. It didn't move. As the distance between it and Pete and Myka grew, Pete pulled out the Farnsworth slowly.
"I think we're far enough away," Pete whispered. "Run!" Myka and Pete bolted out, Pete opening the Farnsworth.
"What's up?" she asked.
"We found it!" Pete yelled, not looking at the Farnsworth. He needed to see where he was going.
"Well, do you know how to neutralize it?" Claudia asked. Pete didn't answer for a moment.
"No!" he yelled, still running. "Mykes, turn that corner!"
"Which way?"
He hesitated to answer. "Uh, left!" Pete yelled. Myka stopped and Pete ran into her. "What'd you stop for?" He didn't need an answer. Rumpelstiltskin was standing at the end of the row, a morbid, frightening moan escaping the cracks of his bandages. In the blink of an eye, it was standing in front of them, its hand reaching out once more. Its fingers got closer and closer, as if they were growing on their own.
"What do you want?" Pete asked it. It pointed a bony finger from each hand at their hearts.
"You," Rumpelstiltskin said, its voice rough and eerie. Pete and Myka started backing up inch by inch, hoping they could avoid anything. Every step they took back, it took one more.
A purple cloud of something was growing behind it, scaring Pete. He backed up. Rumpelstiltskin knelt, as if something was hurting it from the inside.
"What's going on?" Myka asked Pete. Rumpelstiltskin fell over, revealing Claudia with a Neutralizing Goo hose.
"Hey guys," she said, tossing the hose to the side. She skipped over to them and put her arms around Pete and Myka's shoulders. "You're welcome. And also, another artifact decided to go nuts while you guys were down here." She put her arms down.
"Oh great, what now?" Pete whined.
"Oh, nothing special. Just Eric Marsden's unreleased record," Claudia said jokingly to lighten the mood. "And what are we gonna do about ol' Rumpelstiltskin? Just leave him here?"
"Sure, why not? Artie can take care of him later." Claudia skipped away, back to Artie's office. "Besides, we have other things to worry about!" And, right when she finished saying that, Pete got a vibe. Something bad was coming.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait! I got HUGE writers block. Sorry if this sucks too, I just uploaded what was here. I can always fix it later.