Lucky for some, chapter 13 is here, and Fear gets one of the best frights of his life.
Chapter 13
Random thought of the day: FNAF is scary as hell, and Harry hasn't even played it yet! Makes me jump just watching.
Hey, it's Fear, your friendly neighbourhood security blanket, making sure that all is safe and sound around the place. I have some good news to share with you all. Joy and Sadness managed to make their way back to us!
It kind went like this, with me just finishing off dream duty once again, keeping our boy Harry nice and cosy while he slept. That's pretty standard, and I can easily handle standards, so long as it's calm and safe.
"Okay, another successful non-eventful dream. Thank you dream productions for having no creative talent on the casting tonight!"I twiddled with some buttons and woke Harry from his slumber "Now all I've got to do is wake up the other two, unload the train, and compile a danger list…"
But the rest of the morning routine isn't important. It'll just ramble on about all the safety checks I go through on a daily basis, including the security of the memory racks, a slip and slide test around the console (hey, you never know when someone's gonna charge around and fall over, it's like an ice rink in here), and the keeping of small parts out of reach (mainly for Joy, he likes shoving things in his mouth like a complete child). See? Not important to the story.
Harry was off to school, and, even though we were in year 6, every school day we started off with a neat little exercise to perform, like Is this picture a duck or a rabbit or would you rather be sunshine or a rainbow? All of us in class would write our answers down in our rough books as they were called, and some of us would say our answers out loud.
"So Harry, tell us what you think. Rainbow or sunshine?" Asked Miss Cherrygrove.
Anger had this covered, but I asked Disgust to hang close by just in case, just to rein her in a bit if need be.
"Weeeell...I chose sunshine because rainbows are overrated. They don't last very long at all and they have no use other than looking pretty. A person should not be rated as awesome just because they look good, but because they do something great for society. That is why I would be sunshine, because it helps grow food, it keeps us warm, even causes rain. rainbows, well they're just meh."
Harold had just insulted half the girls in the class and maybe a few guys too and I think he and Anger were well aware of this potentially hazardous situation that could be caused by this (and enjoyed it, no doubt), but Miss Cherrygrove was impressed with the level of thought we'd put into our answer.
"Really well answered Harold! But why don't we hear it from the rainbow perspective? Do we have any rainbows in here?" and immediately, several hands went up.
And everybody went to give their answers about why rainbows were nice too.
"Sappy princesses…"Said Anger unsurprisingly. I tried to lighten the mood a bit, not wanting to get Harry so miserable.
"Hey, I think we should try and do something productive while we're sat here bored to death."
"Really? And what might that be, hmm?" pouted Disgust, "What can we do without a, making fun of people around us, or b, looking as daft as hell?"
"We could daydream a bit, or recall happy memories?"
"Not bad, Fear, not bad at all, Disgust? Know any good ones?" Anger seemed to be agreeing with me for once, and as she sat there in the chair with her feet up on the console, she was looking at me with an approving look, though, at the time, I thought she was trying to intimidate me. Trust me to see the worst in things. Recently, Anger had taken to wearing biker leathers and knee high boots, which kind of got the "mess with me and you're dead" look spot on, and that didn't help one bit.
"Sure do. What about the time we were younger and we went to Butlins for the first time with mum? I think Joy would like it if she were here." But Anger was not really into that one.
"Well, I didn't, Butlins? You've got to be kidding me"
"I think it's okay, but maybe we should find a better one"
And Disgust put on a dejected yet frustrated face (how you can be both at the same time puzzles me, but she was regardless), and racked her brains for more. "How about the time we got three helpings of ice cream for dessert that one time? That was great if I recall, we didn't even feel sick afterwards!"
Anger was stroking her chin, and quietly said,
"Yeah, I like that."
And swiftly recalled the memory. Memories take a while to come up sometimes, depending where they are in long term. This time it took much longer than it needed to and Anger was getting riled up, Disgust was scoffing at the mind workers, and I was afraid that something had gone wrong with Harry.
"M...maybe it just got stuck. K...keep hitting it Anger." which she promptly did, pausing every time to talk.
"Just...bloody...work...you...useless...piece...of...shit…"
"Somehow I don't think brute force is working" said I as Anger continued hitting
"You don't say?" and as Anger stopped, over fifty memories came piling through, one after the other, flying around everywhere. As I screamed and ducked behind the console, Disgust was standing around looking incredulous and Anger was occasionally blasting flames from her head like fireworks,
"Oh, isn't that perfect? *poof* I guess that Harry's gonna be screwed after this*bang poof* stupid Mind workers never doing anything right *bang poof bang". We couldn't send them back until they stopped coming so we just waited, and as the last few came down from the recall tube, crying and whooping could be heard coming out from inside.
"Err...did you guys hear that too?" I said as I turned to Disgust.
"Okay, that's just insane, I think I might freak out now"
"Maybe they're hostile, I'll neutralise the threat."
"Nononono, you can't do that, how can you say such a thing? You can't just attack them Anger!"
And with that, a blue and yellow heap shot out of the tube and appeared before us on the floor, and promptly groaned with the impact.
"Oooh, my head…" said the blue lump as it sat up, and that was the happiest I'd been for a long time.
"SADNESS!" we all shouted, and went rushing in for a hug, ruffling his hair and squeezing him tight. But of course there wasn't just Sadness. We were so happy to see Sadness that we'd ignored the most important part of all. The golden star, that bundle of hope that we'd missed for too long, was standing right there, right behind us, but we didn't seem to notice.
"Sooooo, got room for one more?" and that was how our magician came back. The one that always seemed to dazzle with his wondrous magic of happiness, he was here, he was home, and for the first time in forever, we all cried with happiness as he embraced us, and it was almost like he had never left at all.