The group of at least one-hundred creatures cowarded in groups, listening for the occasional thuds on the baracaded door, as if a thunderstorm was released on that door alone.
Shame and embaressment flashed in all their eyes, they avoided eye contact with everyone, looking at the floor in shame as if it would ease away the thoughts.
"What are we doing?" Chucky asked, standing up. "They are our victims, not the other way around! I say we open those doors and kick butt!"
"That's your great master plan? Just let them burst in and kill us in revenge, eh?" Freddy asked, folding his arms across his chest.
The crowd murmered all their opinions agredwith one another or disagreed. The babbling continued until the banging on the doors imediatly seized, and they forced themselves to turn their attention to the silence.
The doors stopped shaking, and the silence grew intimidating. Just as hucky's lips seperated to speak once again, screams were heard on the outside of the building. With the screeches of pain was happy growls and gurgles. The groups began to inch towards the doors, but ended up retreating when people crashed through, pushing back the objects that were used to baracade the doors.
Screams of pain came crahing in, humans dancing crazily as...as creatures pulled at hair, legs, arms and faces. They were short, frightning creatures, scaly and seemed to enjoy the mayhem.
"Gremlins...Gotta love them little things..." Chuckled Freddy as he watched in amusment.
The monsters/creatures joined the battle happily, feeling more and more joyful as they fought their old enemies.
"Well, well, well, Freddy Krueger." Said a smug voice from behind Freddy.
Freddy clenhed his jaw before turning around and putting on his best fake smile. "Nancy...It's never really a pleasure." He greeted her, narrowing his eyes on hers.
"Sweet dreams." She told him, swinging a bat that she had hidden behind her back and hit him dead in the forehead.
He collapsed to the ground, but quickly recovered and rubbed his forehead. Giving her a low growl, he snatched the bat from her grasp and whispered back to her. "Oh, I'll be sure to see you in your dreams." She gasped in surprise as she went to run but was hit in the back of the head and was out like a light.
"I try to go on one stinkin' vacation! One! And this is what happins..." Chucky mutteed under his breath.
He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a fmilar voice call out to him. "Chucky!" He spun around to face an old enemy, Andy Barcley. "Andy."
"Oh, this is gonna feel good." Andy muttered taking out a hammer.
"Heha, I don't think so!" Chucky cackled, sliding past Andy's legs, slicing his ankle.
The battle between all of them were inturupted when chains swept into the room, wrapping everyone in the room up tightly. The small group of slashers all sighed, they knew exactly who had burst into the room.
"Pinhead." Jeepers greeted the pin-faced figure happily.
The figure smirked slightly, but didn't answer. Or release his grip.
"As much as I do love the pain, it burdens me to see my old friends fighting." He spoke calmly as he swifting walked around the room.
"Okay, we get it, you are big and bad. Now let us go." The doll pleaded, squirming around to free himself.
"Your pleads do not lack humour, Charles." The demon replied smirking.
"Eh, I go by 'Chucky'!" The possessed doll yelled with anger.
"Hmm." The pinned-face demon barely replied as he swept through the lobby, examining the faces of the guests and the victims. "Continue."
The chains were released and everybody scrambled to get up and continue with their battle as the demons watched in amusement.
"Their suffering, it brings pleasure." Angelique stated flatly, not taking her peircing gaze off the small war.
"It bores me," Pinhead frowned, but quickly changed his expression as he launched hooked chains in every direction. "Ah, much better."
"Ooow! Watch where you're throwing those, you over-grown porcipine!" Yelled Chucky, off in the distance.
"Hahaha! Eh, thanks for the laugh, Pinhead!" Yelled Freddy, laughing at Chucky, who was trying to pull out a hooked chain from his hand. "What! Oow! I just thanked you!" Freddy yelled in agony as a hooked chain peirced his leg.
"Look who's laughing now, Crispyboy!" Chucky cackled, pulling the chain from his hand.
"Hm, yes. This is rather 'fun'." Pinhead chuckled slightly.
"Is that human over there, is that Kirsty?" Asked the female cenobite.
Pinhead whipped his head in the same direction as the other cenobite, glaring at a human who was gripping a bat, and staring back.
"Yes, it seems she has come." Pinhead stated, but he sounded out of character as if something threw him off.
"Should we return home?" Asked Angelique, who didn't look a tad bit intimidating.
"No, that will not be necessary. Chatterer, get rid of her." Pinhead ordered.
"Chich! Chich! Chich! Chich!" Chattered the cenobite.
Chatterer chased after Kirsty...
A few hours later...
"Wow..." Chucky managed to gasp, collapsing to the floor, out of breath.
"Yeah, I-I didn't know they could be that strong..." Freddy agreed, out of breath as well.
"And bloodthirsty..." Chucky added, straightening his back against a wall.
"Fangirls are scary, man." Freddy gulped, putting his old hat back on his head, the hat itself was torn off his head many times, got spalattered with blood of teenage grils that fought over it, and had a little bit of Freddy's blood on it when he tried to get it back.
"Those other people were kinda scary too." Chucky chimed in, trying to forget the dreadful memories of the screaming fangirls.
"In all the centuries that I tortured, I've never seen...seen..." Pinhead searched for his words, but got lost in the memories. "I-I think they pulled ot some of my pins...?" He finally said, feeling utterally defeated.
"This reminds me of my-my prom." Shuttered Carrie, sliding against the wall before sitting.
"Mine too." Chucky said with disgust.
They all turned their heads to see Chucky slowly shaking his head at the memories of highschool. They had been bruised, scratched, stabbed and in some cases, kissed. So they all felt they needed to laugh.
"Well, i say, this is a uh, excellent hotel." Pinhead said awkwardly, trying to bring an end to the silence.
"Erm, yeah."
"Sure."
"I guess."
"Yes, well, it would be a spended idea to stay the night..." Pinhead continued to babble. "I-I even think there is a wing that your actually allowed to live in..."
"Pinhead?" Asked Chucky.
"And the weather today is amazing-acording to you humans-so maybe we should go outside...We could play 'kill that human who looks like' or we could just sit around-"
"Pinhead?"
"It is indeed an-an exceptional day..."
"PINHEAD!"
Pinhead shot his head up and faced the worried looking faces of his friends. He sighed heavily, examining each of the faces that had been staring at him. He began fidgeting his fingers in a distraction from their gazes.
"Pinhead? Is there something you need to tell us?" Tiffany asked softly, trying not to laugh or sound amused, (like some people were. *Cough* Freddy, Chucky and Jeepers. *cough* I know right?! Jeepers is starting to act like them!)
"Uh, yes there is something that has bean burdening me..." He answered, adjusting himself to stand up straight.
"Weeeeell?" Asked the eager doll.
"Well, Charl-" He began but was shot a dirty look from the doll. "Chucky...I have a girlfriend."
Everybodies jaws dropped open to the point where Pinhead began to get scared. He looked frightened, making Tiffany snap out of her trace and began to comfort him. The other cenobites were right there watching along with the rest in interest.
"Oh, that's-that's uh, great." She said with an odd smile. "For how long?"
"Uh, a whole year now." He answered uncomfortably.
"Pin..HEAD! You got a girl!" Freddy exlaimed happily, patting him on the back. "Wait, what girl?"
"Uh, Nickoletta..." He answered smiling slightly as Nickoletta walked into his arms.
Everybody gasped as they heard her name, nobody would have guessed they would be a couple, even the other cenobites looked at eachother in shock and utter surprise. Nickoletta smiled up at her boyfriend.
"Oh, and another thing," Pinhead stated, clearing his throat, but he was interupted by his girlfriend.
He tilted his head so she could whisper easily into his ear, she mumbled something, then he nodded his head in agreement. She nodded back before draping her hand around his waist.
"I'm uh, pregnant!" She started off whispering, but was too excited to hold it in.
"Wah? How many secrets were you keeping from us!" Freddy practically yelled.
"Uh, there is more." Pinhead kind of replied.
"Oh." Everyone mumbled as they waited eagerly.
"It's...the baby...Well...It's..." She started but she couldn't find the right words.
"Twins." The female cenobite and Pinhead both said in unision.
"Twins! How wonderful! The can play with my little twins!" Tiffany exlaimed happily, walking towards Nikoletta to congratulate her.
"Hmm, indeed. We are curently unaware of what the gender is, but we are ertinally hoping for girls." Nickoletta said with a warm smile.
"I thought we were hoping for boys..." Pinhead practically pleaded.
"WE were certainly not hoping for boys." She hissed a warning.
"Yes, dear." He squeaked.
"So, uh, how far along are you?" Asked Tiffany, trying to lead them away from arguing.
"Seven months and twenty-one days." She replied with a smirk.
"Oh, you look so small though! You barely have a bump." Tiffany burst with confusion.
"Why thank you, Tiffany." Nickoletta said politly, rubbing her tiny baby bump. "I was just in the middle of torturing someone and I felt sick-very sick, i nearly vomited onto the helpless man, hehe. But I managed to hurry off in time."
Pinhead chuckled before adding, "Yes, managed to hurry off ontime and vomit on me." They both giggled at the memory.
"Have you thought of any names?" Carrie spoke up.
Carrie was very frightened of the cenobites at first, but after the whole 'I'm-pregnant-and-i-couldnt-be-happier' moment the female cenobite had, the better Carrie felt around them.
"None come to mind. I hadn't really thought about it. I shall start tonight." Nickoletta replied.
The female cenobite turned to a table to get a piece of paper and pen to start writing down names but immedietly stopped to scream out in pain. She clenched her stomach hard, almost as if trying to claw at her stomach. She screamed out in agony again, this time louder, her vains became more vivid in her face. Pinhead bolted to her rescue, letting her lean on him and making sure she was comfortable.
"Pinhead? I-I think they want to come out now..." She managed to squeal between the screams.
"Uh, yes. It would seem so." Pinhead replied with a gulp.
Within seconds someone from the crowd pushed through, claiming he was a doctor. He about to touch the cenobite's stomach, but was startled when his wrist was grabbed roughly.
"If you hurt her in any way, I will mke your death legandary." Pinhead warned, with his black eyes full of hatred and care.
Pinhead released his grip and left the man to do his job, Pinhead watched carefully, he obviously wasn't going to leave her alone.
"Hey, we can take her behind the lobby counter, she doesn't need a crowd." Carrie said to the doctor and Pinhead.
Pinhead carefully picked her up and placed her behind the privacy of the counter, where screams echoed, making everyone scared and startled.
A half an hour later...
The shreiking seized and was replaced by tiny wails. They were rather soothing to hear how healthy they sounded.
"Somebody find us some towels!" Hollored the doctor, from behind the counter.
Jason quickly tore two table clothes from some glass tabled and rushed over, handing the two blankets over, and closing his eyes, so he wouldn't see more than he needed to. (He's such a good boy.)
"Thank you, Jason." Pinhead said, refering to him closing his eyes.
Jason nodded, then returned to his wife, who stood patiently waiting to see the new little ones.
"OH. MY. GOD!" Was heard from behind the counter.
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