Again, I thought to myself…..what would this be like in KND?
"Alright, are we ready for scary stories?"
"Oh yeah."
"You bet!"
"Just not too scary, ok?"
"Alright," I nodded to the girls sitting around me. We were out camping. The boys were at a different site somewhere else. We were gathered around the fire. "I've got a good one. It's called The Legend…of Candyface!"
"Candyface?" Abby asked.
"You mean like gumdrops and suckers and Kit Kats?" Kuki asked.
"No, she means like blueberries and microphones and bracelets," Fanny said sarcastically.
"Shhhhhhhhh," I said, and a silence descended over the group. Then I began my story.
"Candyface was a loving suburban dad
Who in trying to make his children laugh
Made a mask out of candy
That melted into his skin
And never came off!
And all the people
Laughed at Candyface!"
I gave a shrill laugh.
"And that made Candyface very very angry. So angry he attacked!"
I pulled out a bow. There were gasps.
"And it went a little something like this."
I pulled out a cello.
"Where did that come from?" Abby murmured to Rachel.
"I sing the tale of Candyface
Scattered limbs all over the place
He battered and battered
And bashed and bashed
And hammered and hammered
And smashed and smashed
And hacked and hacked
And sawed and sawed
And ripped and ripped
And clawed and clawed
Beware the sound of creeping feet,
Despite his name, Candyface is not sweet.
If you don't believe this to be true
It will be too late when he strangles! You! BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Sleep tight."
The girls screamed and ran back to their tent. I sighed and followed.
"You don't think it was real, do you?" Sonya said, hiding in her sleeping bag.
"Of course not," Abby said reassuringly. "Right, Heather?"
"Yea, um, sure." I said.
The wall of the tent shook. Sonya screamed at the top of her lungs, waking the others. "What was that?"
The tent walls shook again. We screamed. I thought I heard giggles outside.
"Wait a minute…" I said. I quietly unzipped the tent flap and peeked out.
"Do it again," Wally's voice said. Patton came into view. He shook the tent. The girls inside screamed. I shone the flashlight on the boys. In the beam of light I saw Hoagie, Nigel, Patton, and Wally looking very guilty.
"Busted," I said. "Girls, come on out. It's just the boys."
All the girls except Sonya peeked out, then crossed their arms annoyingly.
"Guys!" I heard a voice come out. Lee's. "Guys, not cool. Not cool at all."
"Lee," I heard Sonya say, "Is that you?"
"Yea," he said. "Those annoying JERKS tried to scare you. So not cool."
"Well that's what you get for scaring us like that in the haunted house!" Nigel cried.
"Come here you little-"
Lee and Sonya watched the fight from inside the tent. They looked down to see that they were holding hands. They blushed and smiled. Lee tipped the ushanka out of his eyes so he could gaze into Sonya's. Sonya blushed and sweetly looked away. They continued to watch the rest of us beat up the boys.