THAT MORNING...
"Hello?" Tiffany answered the phone sleepily.
"Look, Tiffany. I want to ask a favour."
"Freddy?"
"Yes, it's me.
"You know, i had a dream last night, did you have anything to do with it?"
"Look, Tiffany, I'm not here to talk about the dream you had about Johnny Depp. I'm here to ask a favour."
"So it was you. A nd what kind of favour? You better not be in trouble with that 'Nancy' girl again, why don't you just leave her alone."
"It's not a favour for me, it's for a friend."
"Oh. Who?"
"Jason."
"But i thought you hated him? You tortured him with memories and he cut your head off."
"Yeah, yeah. Let's not go through the family album? Look, please just me in the gameroom in twenty minutes?"
"Fine."
"Okay, I owe you one, thanks."
Tiffany hung up the phone and sprung out of bed to her drawer. She pulled out an expensive, black dress, with red polka dots. In a hurry she pulled out the first pair of heels that she saw from the closet and hurried over to the kitchen.
"Who was it?" Chucky asked taking a sip of coffee as he sat on the kitchen counter.
"Uh, Freddy." She replied slowly, carefully examining his face.
He sighed, but he trusted it was important. She gave an appriciative smile, before kissing his forehead and grabbing a muffin and then leaving.
"Kids! You're fending for yourselves for breakfast!" Chucky yelled, taking another sip of
"Mom's gone?" Glenda grumbled.
"Yep."
"What do you need me to do?" Tiff asked as she slumped into a chair.
"Jason wants a makeover." Freddy snickered, earning a glare from Jason.
"What for?" Tiffany asked sweetly, ignoring Freddy's cruel giggles.
Jason writing something down on his notepad, she waited patiently until he finished. The note read: For Carrie
Tiffany smiled, "Oh, that's so romantic."
Jason nodded with a child-like grin plastered to his rotting flesh. Tiffany smiled as she pulled out her purse and dug through it's contents. Jason stood watching her scrambling through her purse.
"Ah, ha!" She cheered happily, pulling out an item of mystery.
Jason turned his head sideways, silently praying that Carrie would love him more after the makeover.
"Are you ready for your makeover-I mean monsterover?" She asked with a wicked smile.
Jason nodded. Tiffany smiled as she took the mystery item (which was a wet-wipe) and started scrubbing his mask clean. She began grinding her teeth as she put all her strength into trying to clean the years of neglect and dirt that had tortured the surface of the mask.
"This isn't going to work! I'm gonna have to take it off of you and just bleach it or something!" She whined.
Jason jumped up as she began reaching her hand out to remove the mask. He shook his head and clutch his mask as he bended over.
"Oh, sweety. Please just take off the mask." Tiffany asked in her soft and sweet tone.
He shakily pulled out his notepad and wrote some stuff down. Shakily, he handed her the note, it read: I'm ugly
Tiffany looked like she could burst into tears. She inched towards him and held out her hand carefully around his shoulders. He flinched away, but she continued to reach out until she half-embraced him.
"Sweetface," She said calmly. "Your looks don't matter, Carrie loves you now, and will love you no matter what. I don't care what you look like. I'm married to a doll, who's face his falling apart."
Jason couldn't help but smile slightly. He took the words that she spoke and wrapped them around himself, deep in his mind. He nodded as he made his way back to the chair and sat down. Tiffany looked awkwardly at the mask. As if reading Tiffany's mind, he pealed the mask from his face.
He immediatly looked away from her, and blindly handed the mask to her. She hesitatally took it, not even focusing on the mask, but trying to see his face. (She wasn't trying to be nosey, she just wanted to understand.)
"Jason?" She asked softly, focusing on the mask in her hands. "You're not the only one who wears a mask. We all do, you may not see it, but it's there. We all hide."
Jason turned around slowly to face Tiffany. She didn't gasp, she didn't stare she just smiled.
"Good! Now, how about we find new clothes while we leave this mask to soak?" She asked as she began rumaging through the drawers for bleach and a container.
He nodded, feeling almost naked without his mask. She smiled once again, pulling out out some supplies. She quickly poured some dish soap into the container and placed the mask in the soapy water.
"There! That should losen up some dirt!" She smiled.
She turned around to have Jason hand her another note, What do i cover my face with?
Tiffany quickly scurried around the room, finally she found a large potato-bag that was being used to hold game peices. She dumped the peices onto the ground carelessly and ripped to eye-holes into the bag.
Jason gave a sideways stare at the bag, but took it to be polite. He pulled it over his head and adjusted the holes to his eyes.
"ah, you look wonderful! Ready to shop 'til you drop?" She asked tugging at his hand.
Jason shook his head. He really did not want to 'shop til he dropped.'
"Oh, don't worry, you'll be fine." She giggled, making Jason obey her wishes and follow her pull.
'Oh, boy.' was the first though as she pulled him towards the small stores inside the hotel.
"Oh, maybe you can have a romantic date by the pool! No, wait, i heard that the creature from some lagoon has made the whole pool look like a swamp! Can you believe some peo-things? I mean, like i feel bad for those mermaids! They had to stay in the kiddie pool until their rooms were filtered!" Tiffany rambled.
"Oh, and i saw those fishy-rooms in the brocher! They look so weird, they are completly filled with water! And they have waterproof beds and everything! This hotel is amazing!" She finally stopped babbling to take a deep breath and to pull Jason into the first store.
They stumbled into the store, Jason looked helplessly at the up-to-date clothes on the racks. They even had a mask section, which made Jason wander off to see want they had to offer. new masks.
"Hey, what's your favourite ssscary movie?" The customer slirred. "Heha, just kiddinggg."
Jason didn't turn to look at the man, he just continued to look through the masks. As if ignoring the fact that Jason wasn't interested in talking, the figure jumped in front of Jason and held out his hand.
"My name's Billy." Said the customer.
Billy wore a black-dress-like-thing that had sleeves that were tattered and he wore a mask that reminded Jason of a painting. He couldn't remember the name of the painting, but he was almost positive that's what the mask looked like.
Jason nodded his head. (He does that a lot doesn't he?) He quickly jotted down his name and handed it to the masked cutomer. The man practically squeled with excitment.
"Jason?! Sssweet!" He sqeaked with an eerie tone that was in-human. "Wait, what are ya doin' in the masks? I love the hockey-mask thing you had going on."
Jason sighed as he turned around to find Tiffany. He wandered back in the last place he saw her.
"Okay! See you laterrrr!" Billy called from a distance.
'Fans' Jason thought to himself.
"Jason? Where have you been?" Tiffany shrieked.
Once again Jason shrugged. Tiffany sighed, but quickly grew happy when she pulled out clothes from behind her back. She held a large tuxedo in one hand and matching pants in the other. She smiled wickedly.
"Go try them on." She demanded in a soft tone as she handed him the clothes.
Jason growled slightly with frustration, but took the clothes from her hands and huffed as he wandered over to the changeroom. In a matter of minutes he came out wearing the tuxedo and pants.
"Wow, you clean up nice, Jason." Tiffany giggled, pretending to take pictures of him.
His cheeks felt hot, just thinking of Carrie's reaction to his new clothes. They both knew that he was only going to only wear the outfit once, but they both walked over to the cashier after Jason had changed back into his regular clothes.
"Hi! Your total comes to $5549.99."
"What? That's crazy!" Tiffany gasped. "What a rip-off!"
"Ma'am, if you can't afford the clothes, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." The woman at the desk said sternly.
"I can afford it! I just can't believe it!" Tiffany complained.
"Look, I'm going to have to ask you to le-" The woman started to yell but fell short of breath when she noticed Jason pulling out his bloody machete.
Jason pulled the machete out warningly above his head. The girl giggled nervously and turned back to Tiffany.
"You have a good day ma'am. I'd be happy to pay for it." The woman explained nervously.
"Yes. Thank you." Tiffany replied, snatching the clothes out of the woman's hands. "Come on, Jason. You can put your machete down."
Jason obeyed and they both calmly walked out of the store, well, acually Jason only walked out calmly, Tiffany sasheyed like the awesome and respected woman she was. She didn't care who whispered about her, Chucky did, but not her.
"Let's get something to eat." She said softly. Then she cringed when she added, "I even heard they got human meat on the menu!"
Thanks for reading. I'm kind of second-guessing about doing this story, because nobody seems to review this...So i really want to know if this story is worth continuing!