I'm back, everyone!
It's been quite a while since I last added a chapter to this story, but now it's going to happen again, since I haven't forgotten about my long running story here.
Btw, sorry for how I kept posting and deleting, but I had to make sure that the finishing touches were all added.
Well, they are now, so this time, it's staying as the true newest of chapters of this story.
Previously, Freddy was attacking Simba and Kovu in their dreams after entering the universe of The Lion King, and he managed to kill the former and severely harm the latter, but now he's entering the universe of Stuart Little(the movie version universe, just in case anyone needs a reminder and/or to be clear on which Stuart Little universe we're talking here).
It is a happy night, as Margalo has returned and is visiting the Little family and George and Snowbell are both feeling good, too, though not as much as Stuart and Margalo are, having rejoined each other after so long.
But said night happiness won't last long. Not with the way that, when all four of the ones mentioned above fall asleep, they'll have a nasty surprise waiting for them in the form of none other than the one and only Freddy Krueger.
Who will live and who will die?
Will they all die?
Will they all live?
Will only one of them die?
Will two of them die?
Will all but one of them die?
Will all but one of them survive?
You'll only know the answer if you read this chapter, so go on and read it!
THINGS TO NOTE:
This story takes place two months after the events of the third Stuart Little movie.
I own none of the characters. They all belong to the A Nightmare On Elm Street and Stuart Little franchise.
Freddy Krueger's Otherworldly Trips
Chapter 49-A Little Nightmare
It was a lovely night at the home of the Little family, both literally and figuratively, the latter being the case because Margalo had returned, and she and Stuart were elated to see one another, talking up a storm about what had been going on in their respective lives since they last met, playing around, everything.
Furthermore, though not enjoying themselves on the level that the mouse and the bird were, George was having a good time with watching some of his favorite shows on television while Snowbell was on his lap being petted, so he was being made happy on this night, as well.
Do not, however, think that it was going to fucking stay this way, because after it was time for bed, Snowbell's falling asleep in George's arms while George himself dozed off in the bed which belonged to him, along with Stuart and Margalo sharing a bed with one another as they cuddled and drifted off into dreamland, was bound to result in that same dreamland becoming an evil, dangerous and, in fact, deadly version of itself.
George suddenly saw that he was in a dark, evil and hellish looking school, which was filled with pentagrams, fire, brimstone and chairs which resembled the throne of Satan, not to mention red tridents on each side of said chairs, as well as devil horns on every doorknob, the doors themselves having the numbers 666 on them and direction lines on the floors that were long, red devil tails.
Furthermore, the direction lines had words on them, which were: "One, Two, Freddy's Coming For You!"
The doors had upon them the words: "Three, Four, Better Lock Your Door!"
The sticks of the red tridents had on them the words: "Five, Six, Grab Your Crucifix!"
The fire then formed itself into the words: "Seven, Eight, Better Stay Up Late!"
Finally, the pentagrams had the words on them which consisted of: "Nine, Ten, Never Sleep Again!"
George let out, suddenly frightened: "Hey, where did I go? I was in my bed just a second ago, and now I'm in some kind of…of…devil school?! What happened? Why did I get taken here? How did I get taken here? How does it even exist? Who's Freddy?"
"Here's how the hell those things are so, and what the fuck happened." George heard Freddy's voice say, which prompted him to spin around and see Freddy dressed up in teacher's clothing, with George going, now more scared than ever: "Wait a second…who…who are you?"
"I'm your new teacher, George Little. And I'm the Freddy you just heard of. My name is Freddy Krueger, and you're here to learn how to fucking die. It's an ironic mixture of playtime in school, and outside of a classroom instead of in one, no less!"
He turned his left hand into a big, red apple and swung his left arm after turning it into a rope version of itself, smacking George across the face and causing him to say: "OOOWWW!" as he was knocked over and given a giant bruise.
"Man, I am just such a bad apple, aren't I, Little? Though you're the one of us who's so fucking cheeky, so I thought I'd bruise your fucking ego a bit. In your face, you piglet of a slaughtered victim to be! I'll feast on you along with the fruits of my victory once I'm done here!"
George got up and shouted: "Not on your life, you monster! Or mine, either!" He used his imagination to make a big train zoom at Freddy and nail him, then slam him against a wall, a second later making a giant car zoom in from the side and knock Freddy into a sidewall.
"OOOOOOOPPPPFFFFFFF! UUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNHHHHHH!" Freddy let out, and George asked: "Not so cocky now, huh? Maybe I should TRAIN you on how you should play your CAR-ds right! Ha, ha!"
But Freddy then made a buzzsaw blade in the floor and controlled it to go towards George, causing the latter to go: "AAAAAAAAAA!"
Although George was able to dodge it enough so that nothing was severed, it still got some nasty cuts on him, George's screams of: "EEYYYAAARRGGHHH!" followed by Freddy's words of: "You were saying, kid? I'm glad I've gotten back, even if only for a time, to my kid killing ways! I was kind of missing them, so I thought a quick additional dose like this might be just what the hell the fucking nightmare ordered! And your being done for? My circle of life, or should I say of death, sure SAW to that along with my sharp mind, plus I showed you just how well-rounded you are in the process! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! So who's laughing now, dumbass?"
"AAAAAAA-UUUUUGGGHHHH…" George squeezed out as he was barely able to stand up and move again, and even then, it hurt a lot, especially the latter.
Freddy then was told by George: "You might be the one doing it right now, Krueger, but I'll have the last laugh, you big jerk!"
"Pardon me if I don't fucking buy that stupid-ass load of bullshit, small fry!" Freddy said to him caustically.
Just then, seeing their shadows, George turned to see Stuart, Snowbell and Margalo, his little brother mouse, his pet cat and his younger brother's avian girlfriend, respectively, right in front of where he'd turned and thus also in the nightmare of Freddy's creation that he was having.
"Where are we?" Stuart asked. Snowbell then said: "I don't know, but something tells me I'm not going to like it!" "Wait a second!" Margalo exclaimed. "GEORGE?" the three all said in unison after the other two noticed him following how she did.
Stuart put in: "Whoa! What happened to you, George? You look like you've been hurt bad!"
"You know, I really do think that he has!" Snowbell put across.
"But how can this be? What's going on here?" Margalo asked.
George then said: "Oh, no! Guys, we've all got to wake up fast! Now!" But Freddy then let loose: "Well, well, well, George! You brought along some company to play, too! How very nice! So who wants to die alongside the little brat here first?"
"What the?" Snowbell cried out. "Who is that monster?" "Yeah, who are you?" Stuart asked. "I'll gladly introduce myself, little ones!" Freddy said, grinning at his own joke about calling them "little" ones. "I go by the name of Krueger! Freddy Krueger!"
"Freddy Krueger?!" Margalo exclaimed.
"Yup, that's me! Your worst nightmare, and the last one you'll ever have! I rule dreamland, and we do things my way here! And my way is your highway to hell!" Freddy cackled.
He subsequently blinded Stuart, Snowbell and Margalo with a giant flash of light right in front of them which was between him and George, saying: "But hey, nightmares, monsters and the like tend to be goddamn gotten the fuck rid of if the lights are on, so why don't I shed some fucking light on the damn situation while helping you three lighten up at the same damn time, huh?"
"AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!" Stuart, Snowbell and Margalo cried out, blinded badly by the huge light flash, and, while they were unable to see and just trying to find their way around and know whether or not they were still where the hell they'd been before, a laughing Freddy then turned to George and said: "Okay, now, back to business with you here, little guy. Where the hell were we, anyway…ah, yes! I was about to shred your ass like a fucking sheet of paper, which was exactly what the hell that fucking circular saw blade of mine was supposed to do before you were lucky enough so that you motherfucking managed to dodge it and thus dodge death! Well, you're not goddamn going to fucking dodge death this time, you miniscule piece of meat!"
Though George punched Freddy thrice after that, saying: "Not if I can help it, you big bully!"
"Ah, but you can't, nor can you help yourself or anyone else. Here's why!" Freddy let out before bringing down his glove and raking its blades into George from the head and shoulders downwards.
"E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" George cried, and Freddy gloated: "So, it would seem my blades are a lot sharper than you'll ever be, you stupid little shit! And you're in really deep trouble now, too! What happens next will be the bomb, though!"
Freddy twisted his glove around to nail George this way and that way with a new pentagram version of his glove that ground about in every spot of the boy's body that it could reach, and George could only cry out: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" as he was then made to be blown wide open, almost to the point of his pieces flying everywhere, though he was simply a badly mangled mess of death in the end.
Just after this happened, Stuart, Margalo and Snowbell could finally see again, but a second beforehand, they felt blood splash down onto them as though they'd been hit with water from, well, water balloons, and Margalo said: "At last, I've got my sight back, but what did we just get splashed with, guys?"
"BLOOD!" cried out Snowbell. After seeing it on both his fur, Stuart's fur and Margalo's feathers, he gasped: "Oh, no! It's everywhere! In my fur and Stuart's alike, and in your feathers, too, Margalo!"
"Oh, dear! Snowbell's right! It is blood!" Stuart exclaimed.
"Yikes, it's blood, all right! But where did this all come from? Why did it splatter onto us while we were blind?" let out a still confused Margalo.
To their absolute horror, the three animals then saw George's disgustingly blown up and horribly mangled corpse right in front of them, even more blood drenched than they were, and that's saying a lot.
"Oh, you can all see again, I SEE!" Freddy quipped. "So, how do you like the job I did on Gored, I mean George? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Guess he likes to make it so that he shows off all over the place, huh? Well, he's got guts, and it must be in his blood, too! HAHAHAHAHA!"
"You killed my brother!" cried out Stuart. "And he was one of my owners, too, you bastard!" Snowbell let loose. "You're going to pay for this big time, Krueger!" Margalo said angrily.
"Oh, no. It is YOU who will pay, bitch." Freddy told her. "You and these two furry fuckholes alike. As in, you will all fucking pay attention as I kill you three the fuck off just as horribly, if not worse, than I just goddamn did the little twit here! HAAAAAHAHAHAHA!"
Freddy subsequently knocked Stuart and Snowbell back with a push of his left hand that he mixed with impact force, having gotten his glove back to normal by then, and just as both of the furred heroes went: "WWWHOOAAAAOOOOOMMMMPPPPFFFFFF!" while rolling on back from Freddy's telekinetic-like push, Freddy told Margalo: "Now that they're on a roll as far as fucking the fuck up is concerned, bitch, I'm clipping your little wings!"
"Now way, you monster!" Margalo snapped as she flew up into the air and then flew all around Freddy, pecking and clawing at him, as well as hitting him with her wings, at every single last square inch of him that she could reach.
"OOOWWWW! AAAARRRHHH! NNNNNNHHH! GAAAAHHH! ERRRGH! AAAAAAAAAA!" Freddy went out, but then he caught her with his left hand and squeezed hard, Margalo going: "NOOOOAAAAAAGGGHHKKKKKKK…!"
"Yes, feathers." Freddy told her. "Anyway, birdbrain, I said that I was clipping your little wings, and I am. Right the fuck here and now."
He subsequently manipulated her to be pushed upwards from his hand just enough so that he still had just as much of a grip on her, but her wings were exposed and ready for clipping.
Though Margalo did everything she could to escape his grip, struggling fast and hard and pecking at his hand even faster and harder, it was no use, as proven when Freddy first clipped off her right wing using the index and middle finger blades as scissors, and as Margalo screeched out in excruciated agony while blood spilled from the place where her wing used to be in the form of: "AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Freddy laughed villainously.
Afterwards, he told her: "Guess you won't be taking anyone under your wing anytime soon, huh, bitch? It's just as well, though, the way that you're being bled dry! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!"
Then he turned his glove into a giant pair of scissors and clipped off her left wing, and it was bleeding just as immediately and just as horribly, with Margalo screeching even louder and in worse pain, which is saying something on both counts, and this time her screech consisted of: "E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
"Not feeling so fly now, huh, bitch, though you'll soon enough be once more up in the sky!" Freddy laughed. "Oh, and I think that I've heard just about enough out of that ear-splitting beak of yours…"
He turned his glove into a pair of small wood clippers and cut her beak off, with Margalo now bleeding more than ever and unable to even scream thanks to how she no longer had a mouth, plus Freddy turned his glove back to normal and used the blades on the ring and pinky fingers to slice up both her headgear and the head itself, the latter being followed by him letting go of her so that he could simultaneously gut her and slice off her legs with another use of the index and middle finger blades helping alongside that.
"BWAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! The feathers fly, bitch, as you die! Your becoming so legless clearly has made it so that you've made a mess of yourself! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Freddy cackled before seeing that Stuart and Snowbell had come back just now, after getting themselves back together following their being knocked back.
"Ah, so you furry fuckers have come the fuck back, I see!" Freddy grinned. "Okay, then, time for you two bozos to meet your motherfucking maker!"
Snowbell and Stuart, especially the latter, both gasped and went pale as hell(which could be seen even through their white fur)as they saw Margalo's remains, and Stuart yelled out: "NO! NOT MARGALO, TOO! YOU KILLED MY LOVE, YOU MONSTROUS FIEND!"
"I sure did, rodent!" Freddy said proudly. "First your brother, then your bitch and now your best friend, since I'm gonna fucking kill the PUSSY-cat here just before I get the fuck rid of you, small fry! Hell, why even fucking bother with that kind of stupid shit when I can off you both at the same damn time?"
Freddy turned his glove into a cat-o-nine-tails and whipped Snowbell repeatedly with it while also making a mouse trap form under Stuart and get him, well, trapped when he was fully stuck on it thanks to Freddy's powers and couldn't move or do anything but watch as the part of it which slammed down on mice to kill them grew increasingly in size and power and also grew razor sharp points all over it.
Stuart knew what was about to happen and indeed what Freddy meant to do, and while Snowbell yelled: "YEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!" repeatedly and each time louder than the one before due to the gruesome, horribly painful and nasty, not to mention blatant, wounds that Freddy was inflicting on him from the whipping that he received, Stuart yowled the following words.
"Snowbell, we can't just give up! There has to be a way out of this! We both need to think of something quick!"
"How the hell can I think at all when I'm being this monster's literal whipping boy?!" Snowbell snapped before once again going: "YEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!"
"But we're done for if we don't!" Stuart cried out, but then he heard Freddy say: "Correction, squeaker boy! YOU'RE DONE FOR!"
Stuart screamed: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" as the huge, thick, spiky piece of metal that was previously above him while he was stuck on this trap came flying down at him, but both him and Snowbell were more fortunate than George and Margalo.
Because all the screaming and yelling had, after a time, woken up Stuart and George's parents, and they came up to the room, saying in unison: "What is all the racket up here?"
But Mr. Little, upon seeing the horror along with Mrs. Little, swiftly shook Stuart awake while Mrs. Little did the same thing to Snowbell, and so Snowbell, while still wounded bad from all the whipping, had escaped death by a hair, much like Stuart had, despite how he had been hit with enough of the trap's killing metal piece so that he was damaged vastly by blunt force and sported little wounds from the points that hit him and almost impaled him, much like the metal piece itself almost halved him at the same time.
"Huh? Where are we? What just happened?" asked a baffled Snowbell, and then he and Stuart saw that they were back in the bedroom, Stuart saying: "Snowbell, we're awake again, but…OH, MY GOD! The wounds, damage and pain from my nightmare are still here!"
As Stuart discovered the job that had been done on him was still present, Snowbell came to see the same thing was the case with him, going: "OH, CRAP! My whipping wounds aren't gone! This wasn't an ordinary nightmare!"
"A nightmare?" asked Mrs. Little, though she could only understand Stuart's words, since she could only hear meows from Snowbell. "What are you talking ab…GEORGE!"
Mr. Little cried out: "OH, DEAR GOD! GEORGE! HE'S BEEN MANGLED AND KILLED! NO!"
"WHAT?!" exclaimed Stuart, and then he saw both George's remains and those of Margalo decorating and littering both the bed and a lot of the room that bed was in.
"GEORGE! MARGALO!" Stuart shouted, and Snowbell said: "We're in such trouble! We're in so much trouble! George and Margalo are dead, and we almost were, too! Not to mention that we need so much treatment for these injuries, and we can't avoid falling asleep again at one point or another! What if he's there waiting for us again?"
As Snowbell shook, Stuart said: "You're right on all counts, but I think we'd best focus on the here and now!" while tears rolled down his face in rapids thanks to how hard George and Margalo dying had hit him.
Snowbell was shedding tears during all of this, as well, though almost exclusively for George, since he didn't have the same relationship with Margalo that Stuart did despite how both the cat and the bird, in an utter irony, had at least treated each other like friends during the time that Margalo was alive.
"MARGALO, TOO?!" Mrs. Little gasped. "Stuart, you have to let us know everything!" She was crying and terrified at the same time right now, and so was Mr. Little, who also went as he, too, cried in sadness and fear: "Though your wounds must be doctored and the same goes for Snowbell's, we need to hear everything that happened from beginning to end! And, since we can only hear mews from Snowbell here, you're going to have to speak for both of you!"
"Of course, Dad!" Stuart said. "We have to make sure that Krueger doesn't strike again!"
"Krueger?!" gasped Mr. Little.
"As in FREDDY Krueger?!" Mrs. Little let loose while going as pale as her husband did.
"You KNOW about him?" asked Stuart, and his parents explained everything to him that he hadn't known before.
"Oh…oh…oh dear…" Stuart said, before he then, well, said: "I've got to fill you both in on all of this, just like you told me, but I'm going to make it as quick and short as I can, with all of what's at stake and on the line here. Don't know how it will go from there, but, though I hate to say what I'm about to say, this is no little thing!"
Meantime, Freddy was back in his original universe's dreamland boiler room, and, just before he went on over to his throne, he was saying: "OH, YEAH! I FUCKING ROCK AND RULE! Oh, sure, I only got two of them and the other two got away, but the latter two only did because their parents saw to it they would, the lousy cunts. What the hell ever, though, because I fucking nailed that boy and that bird, and their blood tasted so damn good. Kid's meal with poultry and everything. Real damn delicious, oh, fuck yeah. Almost as good as their pain and their screams, in fact. MAN, THIS IS GREAT! Room for improvement? Hell yes. But this is the next to the next best thing, that's for fucking sure. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
After he said: "But it's time for me to fucking sit the fuck down and get myself the fuck back into my normal state. I've still got plenty more fucking visits to motherfucking make, though this isn't a bad thing by any damn stretch of the fucking imagination. Just the fucking opposite, in fact!" he went over to and then sat on down upon his throne for a time, right before he got back up and would say after doing so: "Now to goddamn get that fucking orb the fuck to use again here."
Walking over to his special orb, he said upon picking it up: "Okay, orb, time to goddamn get the fuck to work again! Where the hell is it that I'm goddamn going, whether it is a first visit or a fucking revisiting, and who the fuck is it that I'm goddamn going to enter the fuck into the dream of? Give me all of that shit and a fucking portal to that goddamn destination now!"
The orb, as it would invariably do, obeyed Freddy and presented him with a vision of where the hell he was now fucking bound to go and whose dream he'd enter, and when he got the knowledge, here are the words that he uttered.
"Back to the Tiny Toon Adventures universe, is it?" Freddy asked. "And this time I'm going after Hamton J. Pig? I see. Well, no fucking complaints here. In fact, I like it a lot. I got Duff before in this fucking universe, though I also wish I could have nailed the cat and the skunk along with the stupid bitch, and now I'll fucking treat myself to a nice, late night pork, bacon, sausage and, of course, ham dinner! Hell, you could say I'm soon gonna be PIGGING OUT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I can't wait for this next one! Especially after I got a kid kill and a tiny bird kill, the latter being part of what was to be how the hell I fucking started becoming who and what the fuck I now am! So don't stall, my orb! Let's fucking see that next of fucking openings here, huh, orb of mine?"
So the orb, as he said this, made, and, after he said it, showed, him its portal and, after he put the orb back down in place, Freddy made his way through it, being pulled into what was the dream of the currently sleeping Hamton in the Tiny Toon Adventures universe which he was now paying another visit to.
Would Hamton survive his meeting with Freddy when the latter showed up in the pig's dream, like Furrball and Fifi survived previously? Or would he meet his end like Elmyra met hers as Freddy turned him into, to use the monster's own words, "a nice late night pork, bacon, sausage and, of course, ham dinner"? Furthermore, who'd enter his dream, if anyone else were to do so, and if that happened, would there be any survivors? Would everyone be added to Freddy's long, long list of victimized kills? You know as well as I do that there's but a single way to find out the answer, and that's to read the next chapter, and my saying all of this makes it clear beyond clear that this is where the chapter you've just read comes to a close.
END OF CHAPTER 49
Was that a good read for you guys? Yeah, I thought I'd go halfsies, and, since the movie's main protagonist is a mouse and I like the irony and hilarity of the whole "mouse with a pet cat" gag(though hilarity is one thing that ISN'T what this is about as far as the fates of Freddy's targets go, but still), I figured I'd make the furry heroes be the ones who almost died but got saved while it was the boy and the bird who lost their lives despite me liking all four of the characters.
What of Hamton, though, now that Freddy's going after him in his dream? Is the clean freak pig going to have his clock cleaned before Freddy cleans his plate when it's filled with his various meats? Can Hamton fend off Freddy long enough as so not to lose his life? Is Hamton going to have anybody fighting alongside him while he fights for his life against Freddy? Will that one or more of those other ones live or die if Hamton's dream is indeed entered into by them? Well, I'm not telling you, because that would spoil everything, so read the next chapter when it shows itself to find out. For this one, though, I would like ratings and reviews, please.