"Are you ready?" Tiffany asked Carrie in a sweet tone.
"No. Not really." Carrie answered, looking faint.
"Oh, you'll be fine." Tiffany chuckled, giving a confident smile.
Carrie nodded her head and took a deep breath. Her heart slowed down slightly, but still felt as if it were ready to explode out of her chest any minute. Tiffany gave one last smile and then headed off.
'Who's gonna walk me down the isle?!' Carrie asked herself worriedly. She ment to yell to Tiffany and ask, but nothing came out. She couldn't even bring her voice as high as a whisper. Again, she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself.
"Are you chickening out now?" Asked Freddy who was just passing by.
"N-no." Carrie managed to answer. "I-i just don't have anyone to walk me down th-the isle..." Her voice trailed off, and she began to cry.
"Um, no. Please don't cry. Oh, god...Stop. It's okay..." Freddy said awkwardly as he aproached the soon-to-be-bride.
He hadn't delt with stuff like this. He wasn't that kind of guy. Yeah, sometimes he would smile, but this? No, never. Carrie coninued to sob.
"Okay, your makeup will get ruined. Um, tell you what, I'll walk you down the isle. Okay?" Freddy finally said, making her stop sobbing right away.
She looked up, her makeup smudged around her eyes. Freddy did his best not to cringe, he even managed to give a slight smile. Lucky devil!
"R-really?" She asked, wiping the tears from under her eyes.
"Uh, sure..." He said unsurly. "I'll just get Tiffany to help fix you back up. Okay?"
Carrie nodded her head slowly and continued to wipe her tears. She felt slightly better, but what would everyone think of Freddy walking her down the isle. I'm mean he is just so...so, well, FREDDY!
"Hey, sweetface." Tiffany said softly, as she slowly walked over to Carrie. "Let me just..." Tiffany voice trailed off asfocusedon fixing Carrie's makeup.
"Th-thank you, Tiffany." Stammered Carrie, wiping away one last tear, being carful not to mess with the new makeup.
"Brand new! Like a doll!" Tiffany chuckled at her own joke. "Don't you agree, Krueger?"
"Yeah, sure, I guess, i mean...Yeah, bride-y i guess..." His voice trailed off when she turned around to reveal her new makeup. "Wow, Jason is a lucky beast."
Carrie smiled and looked down at the floor with slight embaressment at the amount of attention that was given to her today. But who wouldn't? She looked like a bride out of one of those magazines.
Back with the boys...
"Where the heck did Krueger go?" Chucky asked, obviously irritated.
Both Jason and Micheal shrugged.
"I really don't understand why you guys don't talk. Like yeah, maybe Jason's throat and lungs are being eaten by worms and maggots, no offense, big guy, but Micheal? What's your deal?"
Micheal obviously didn't answer, (big surprise, right?)
"Oh, the silent treatment? That's great..." Chucky mumbled sarcastically.
"Oh, just shut up! I've eaten people who scream less then you talk." Jeepers spoke up, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.
"Imma find the human torch." Chucky grumbled, waddling out of the room.
Jason was having his own worries, but he couldn't handle other people blurting out their own. As if reading Jason's mind Jeepers spoke up, "Don't worry, things will come together. Now, let's get you into your tux."
Back with the girls...
"I still think she should have pigtails...With pink-no, black ribbons!" Esther explained, twirling Carrie's hair in her fingers.
"No. It's fine, but thank you Esther." Carrie told her politly.
"Suit yourself." Esther replied with a shrug.
"Okay, ready Freddy?" Tiffany asked, focused on anything but arguing (but how could she leave out humor?)
"Haven't heard that one before..." Mumbled Freddy.
Freddy then linked arms with Carrie and Tiffany and Esther scurried away to where they were supposed to be. Both Carrie and him took a deep breath and let it out as the doors swung open in front of them. Music played in the background as they slowly made their way down the isle.
There at the top of the isle (Or really they just rented out the lobby for twenty-four hours.) was Jason, under the cleaned mask he was smiling wildly. 'She looks so gorgeous.' was all that could pound in his head.
'He looks so handsome.' Was echoing in Carrie's head.
Carrie bit her lip as she walked up beside Jason, she gave a quick nod over at Freddy and he walked away and stood beside Chucky.
"So that's where you were." Chucky said smiling like a child. "Are you one of the girls now?"
"No, but if you don't shut up, you'll be a part of the barbie collection." Freddy whispered back warningly.
"Shut up, extra-crispy." Chucky whispered/yelled back.
Tiffany leaned out of the line of bride's maids to stare warningly at the two mischief-makers. The two immedientally stoped bickering and straightened their posture to keep from looking at the other.
"Now the vows." Said the prie-well, he wasn't an actual priest, he was the manager of the building.
The manager motioned for Jason to speak first, well, we all know how that turned out. Actually to everyone's surprise Jason pulled out a long row of sticky-notes that were stuck together. He handed them to the prie-manager, who happily read them.
"Carrie, you are diferent from other girls, i don't have the urge to slice you open with my machete, i would rather hold your hand..."
The whole crowd (except Freddy and Chucky) all 'awed' at that cute quote.
"I don't want to stab you, I'd rather kiss you." The manager read off the paper and quickly continued. "And I don't want to strangle you, I'd rather kiss you every day."
The manager then finally finished reading the last sentence, "And I don't want to kill you, I'd rather spend the rest of my days with you. I promise always be there, even if that means I'm in your heart."
"That's a lot of days, he never just dies. I know from experience." Freddy whispered to Chucky with a shudder.
"Awe." Tiffany squeaked through the tears that were flowing from her eyes.
Carrie was now crying too. She was unable to speak a word. She couldn't even say her vows. She just whispered that she would skip them. The manager nodded and continued to say whatever they say, then the rings were brought to them. They were brought by two twins that looked totally creepy, they both wore matching blue outfits and had brown hair.
After the rings were put on, they finally heard what the had been waiting for, "You may now kiss the bride."
Jason leaned down and allowed Carrie to kiss the bottom of the mask, where his mouth would of been. She giggled, then lifted up the mask slightly and kissed his real lips.
The crowd had mixed emotions, some were crying, cheering, laughing, or just plain smiling. But all were happy. Even Freddy and Chucky were cheering them on, I mean they weren'y acting mature, but it's better then the fake snoring they did when the manager began to tell speeches.
"Let's put the music on!" Hollered Freddy.
As soon as he finished, music blasted through the room, everyone began to dance. The music varied. Sometimes it would be country, then it would change to rock and roll. Everyone was arguing over what played, but Jason and Carrie Voorhees didn't care. They danced long and hard until their feet felt like they had been bruised.
Finally meals were being handed out, giving Jason and Carrie time to relax. They munched down, and listened to speeches. Some were serious and heartfelt and some were drunken and stupid, *Cough* Freddy *Cough*
"I-I wanna make a t-toast...hehe toast..." Slurred Freddy, standing up from his seat, looking wobbly. "Or am I making a speech? Are they the same?"
"Oh, dear lord..." Murmered Tiffany as she watched in horror.
"I wanna say how much I...Hate weddings! Hehe, just kiddiiiing! But, I mean, you guysss just met, isn't that funny. I mean like twenty-four hours, and then BAM, you were ingaged!" Freddy announced, snapping his fingers drunkingly, with his eyes barely open. "Rush, rush, rush."
His voice trailed off, and then he began to climb onto the table. "What's the rush...?"
Then his mood began to change almost every second, he began to sob and layed across the table, then he began laughing, then a second later sobbing again...
"You know whaaaaat? I'm proud. And this one's for you two." He stood up and chugged a bottle of wine.
In less then three seonds, he passed out, leaving him crashing onto the table with full force and shattering the glass. He layed there for a good ten minutes, before awaking. Drool dribbled down his chin and conneted to the shattered glass as he got up.
"Um, interesting speech man." Chucky snickered.
"Speech? I don't remember a speech..." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his head.
The crowd of people surounded him in amusement. They were quite shocked on how fast he had sobbered up. They all stood still and silent.
"Can I help you?" Freddy asked, competely unamused.
"Actually, you look like you need help." Spoke out somebody from the crowd.
"Shut up! Now what happened?" Freddy shot.
"Did anybody get that on video?" Tiffany chuckled.
"I did!" Yelled Chucky, pulling out his iPhone.
He happily slid his fingers across the screen to find this video that everyone was chattering about. A with one snort and giggle he passed the phone to Freddy. He pressed the play button and watched.
"I-I wanna make a t-toast...hehe, toast...Or am I making a speech? Are they the same? isn't that funny. I mean like twenty-four hours, and then BAM, you were ingaged!"
Freddy's eyes grew wide at the horror of the video, looking up he saw many sets of eyes watching his expression. He then continued to watch.
"Rush, rush, rush. What's the rush...?"
Freddy's mouth dropped open as he saw himself start to sob uncontrolably and then laugh in the next minute.
"You know whaaaaat? I'm proud. And this one's for you two."
After watching his little 'scene' he threw te phone he back at Chucky and grumbled something. Chucky laughed insanly as he watched the video over and over again.
"Hehe!" He giggled.
Freddy snarled before snatching the phone and throwing onto the ground, making the screen shatter. He smiled in victory at the shattered glass. But Chucky was still smiling...
"Already sent it to everybody on my contact list." Chucky anounced.
Freddy grumbled and stomped away in defeat. When Esther burst into the lobby from outside. Her pigstails had been torn out, she was breathing heavily and her flats looked worned out.
"Their...out...there!" She gasped. "Outside...Trying to...get in!"
"Who?" Asked Jeepers and Tiffany in unision.
"Our victems..." She panted.
The crowd gasped as her words echoed off the tall walls. The people/creatures all began to remember the victems of their torture, their hero to their villians if you will.
"Lock the doors and windows!" Carrie ordered Micheal and Esther. "You two, baracade the doors and windows when they have been locked." She ordered Jeepers and Freddy.
Strangers began to help with the locked doors and windows. Rushing around like bugs they finally waited in the middle of the room huddled together, waiting and listening.
"We need weapons, if they get in." Chucky whispered to the crowd. "We don't even know if they are inside already."
"Do you really think they are inside already?" Asked one person.
"They very well could be." Jeepers replied logically.
Jason clenched his matchete and waited silently for any noise. The crowd started to rustle, trying to find any object that could be used as a weapon. Some grabbed peices of the shattered table, others already were armed.
To be continued...Hope you liked it! I'll be typing another chapter tonight, so keep your eyes open and review...And I really do meant it when i say 'review' so thanks...