(A/N): Now, as I said to Marquis Carabas earlier, we shall now meet the Evil Bitch-Mother of All Rainbow Unicorns.
For those of you who have no idea what that meant, any self-respecting Coraline fan knows what it meant.
And so do those of you who aren't self-respecting Coraline fans, but you've seen the movie/read the book and/or hated it. :(
For those of you who have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about, here it is: I'm talking about...
Nope. FIND OUT ON YOUR OWN. Ha ha. Ha. Ha. Heh.
XD
CHAPTER THREE: ANOTHER
Coraline was surprised how little of the place she had actually been able to look at. She had found that the house was almost bigger than you would have expected it to be.
It was two floors. Really old. Creaky. Peeling wallpaper. Rotting banisters.
And then there was an old door, almost like a dumbwaiter door, except closer to the ground. It was barely hidden by the wallpaper. At one point it might have been wallpapered over, if the paper hadn't almost all rotted away.
It had a strange little keyhole that was probably designed for one key, and one key only. She didn't know where the key was, of course - it could have been anywhere in the house - but when she went downstairs into the kitchen, Coraline saw a key that might work.
And so, back upstairs she ran, to stick the key in the lock.
It clunked.
Suddenly there were waves of magic rolling off of the thing.
Coraline locked it again, and they were gone.
Interesting... she thought.
Coraline unlocked it for a second time. The same waves of magic began to make her blood boil.
Locking it once again, the magic stopped.
Finally she unlocked it and opened the door, only to find a strange tunnel waiting for her.
This house is far bigger than it seems, isn't it? Coraline thought.
She started to crawl through the dark passageway, leaving the door open, only to find that she had exited into a room very eerily similar to the one she had just left.
But the wallpaper was in good condition, looking like it had just been placed the day before.
And the banister she could see down the hallway was polished and new.
This is interesting.
Coraline entered the hall and walked down the stairway. The stairs were silent.
This place was obviously in a lot better condition than her new house was.
Of course, this place was empty. Sure, the lights were on (but we light the house with candles, as the power lines going to it are down, so... maybe it was just that all the switches were left on after this part of the house was abandoned? And there's a secret line connected?) but it didn't mean anything.
But Coraline then smelled a wonderful dinner cooking somewhere downstairs. It smelled like something her mother had made a while ago, and it was bringing back memories. Coraline was both happy and sad at the same time.
She continued down the steps and walked toward the kitchen.
When she walked in, she saw her mother's brown hair.
And then the woman turned around.
"Hello, Coraline!"
But the woman didn't have her mother's blue eyes.
(A/N): Well, what do you think she has, dumbass?
Coraline: She has these freaky -
Me: NO! I WASN'T ASKING YOU! SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!
Coraline: ...
Me: THANK YOU... Gawsh!
So, is three reviews that hard, people? (UPDATE: I'm making it two reviews. I've already started writing Chapter Five, and I've completed Chapter Four WITH A/Ns! I'm desperate to post, too!) Note that the Desperation Rule still counts, aka someone reviews as an anonymous user to get chapters faster!
I'd prefer for not all of them to be that, though. The whole thing is kinda lame, but I get more reviews out of it! Yay!
Anyways, carry on with your lives.
Coraline: HER EYES ARE -
Me: SHUT THE FUCK UP!