Where the River Flows
A House of 1000 Corpses/Devil's Rejects fanfiction
By: Butterfly Wolf
Disclaimer: I only own Styx, Nox, Sarah, Jason, and Lithium. Everything else is owned by Rob Zombie and the film producers unless stated otherwise. I make absolutely no money.
Authors Note: Sorry about no update yesterday, I kinda updated it at like two am so I figured that would count considering I started on Little Firefly most of the day.
Jason held his foot suspended as he hopped around the kitchen and searched through the cabinets.
"Yew find the syrup yet, honey?" Asked Momma, glancing over at the boy.
"No, but I've noticed you have every ingredient needed to make sugar cookies, which I think should say something about the location of this non-existent syrup."
"Honey, I swear to you, we have syrup. You just have to know where to look." She said, walking over to a cabinet Jason had already searched.
"Your right. Lets keep looking in obvious places. You check the pond and I'll check the chicken coop." He said, hopping over to sit back on his stool with a groan. Momma turned to him with an amused look.
"Hey now, don't you be given me no cheek son."
"Sorry, my foots startin to hurt and Sarah tells me not to take painkiller on an empty stomach." He said, rubbing his face as Momma put the syrup in front of him.
"You have got to be joking me." Said Jason in a very deadpanned voice.
"Nope, I told'ya sweet-cheeks, you just gotta know where to look." She said in a very matter-o-factly way.
"What the hell, was it buried in the wall!?" Asked Jason, completely stunned.
"Well of course not dear, just way back in back."
"Yeah, of the bricks!"
Momma laughed, giving him a plate with only pancakes on it as she sat down to continue her drink.
Jason slowly started eating, not really hungry as much as not wanting the after-stomach pains of painkiller without food.
"So…if you knew you had all the stuff why do I not see cookies? It's a sin to waste cookie mix, there gotta be something in the constitution about it." He said, taking another bite.
"And don't use the no cooking excuse, I know the food is orgasmic." He stated as an after thought once Momma opened her mouth.
Her eyebrows rose at his last words and a smirk came her face.
"That's not all that's orgasmic if you'd like." And Jason mentally slapped himself, forgetting he had to watch his choice of words.
"Ah, no. Males only. Anyways, back to cookies, I – "
"hahaHA!" Laughed Momma, slamming her hand down on the table and giving him a look.
"Oh child, yew is sumthin else. Hell no to sex but god damn it I want them cookies!" She laughed to herself again as she got up to put a burner on low for the food to stay warm.
"Hey, I said no to women! And I love cookies!" He said with an insulted look, taking another bite of pancake as Momma turned to give him an amused grin.
"Well sweet-heart if you love cookies so much you can stay in here and help me make some. I aint made none since Tiny done got himself burnt and Otis stopped wanting them"
Jason's head slowly raised as he gave her a very stunned look.
"Otis. Made. Cookies.?"
"Why yes honey, that's the rules of the house! Whoever helps me make them gets extra plus the bowl!" She said, going to rub his cheek.
Jason's eyes widened and a grin took his face at the possibilities.
"Move over."
"mmph."
"Come on man, my ass is like suspended in the air." Said Sarah, giving the sleeping Otis another shove.
"Damn it woman, get
over here!" Yelled Otis finally, wrapping an arm around Sarah and
pulling her close.
"This's the only way we gonna fit, so you
shut yer mouth and go back ta sleep for a tie ya down."
"How can you sleep! Its like…I don't know, morning!"
"Exactly, shut the hell up and go back to sleep. And I swear on your skin if you move this bed one more time I'm gonna skin you alive."
"Whatever."
Otis made a sniffing noise, then his head popped up from the pillow.
"Do you smell that?"
Sarah opened an eye and peered at him quizzically.
"Smell what?"
"That smell."
"WHAT smell!?"
"I don't know…it smells like cookies."