One thing to note before I start the chapter. I've been getting some VERY vulgar requests in the comments. Just note that I will keep this story's rating K+ and will likely push the envelope with that rating often. But I will never and I repeat NEVER go something as far as some of the things that one particular user has been requesting over and over again.
A few days had passed since their return home and Avery was feeling better than before. Now that she knew what some of the things her bracelet was capable of, she feared a little less for herself. Yet she still knew that there were still dangers that threatened the rest of her family and chose to keep on guard at all times. Just in case something else that was weird or strange came it's way to threaten them.
All that really happened lately was that, every morning, Avery would get up and the first thing she'd do is stare intently at the photo of her and her parents. The bracelet would pulsate softly every time she did so, as if it could sense her sorrow and grief and tried to pull her out of it. One day she stared at the photo longer than intended. So long that a few minutes passed in a blur for her. She hadn't even felt the bracelet pulsate wildly, trying to get her to snap out of her thoughts.
She came downstairs that morning to see her Uncle Eusatce looking through the newspaper, like he was looking for something specific. Her aunt was at the stove, cooking up some breakfast while Courage was sitting at the breakfast table.
Avery walked by her uncle and said, "Morning Uncle Eustace. Looking for something?"
Eustace didn't look away from the paper and said, "Looking through the paper for any specials on mattresses. Your aunt is demanding a new one saying that it's time to get rid of the old one. I still think it's just fine."
Avery smirked and said, "Didn't expect you to suddenly give in to her demands."
Eustace growled and said, "Because if I don't then I'll be sleeping on the couch."
Avery had a look at the paper and noticed a little ad on one corner of it.
"Might want to try that one there," she said as she pointed it out.
He turned his attention to the ad and read it aloud.
"Mattress special," he said and then took a look at Courage who was still sitting at the table.
He took Courage's bowl and knocked it to the ground, grabbed Courage by the scruff of his neck deposited him on the ground, finally pushing the book Courage had been sitting on to the floor before depositing himself on the chair.
Avery watched the scene and said, "Was that really necessary?"
Eustace shrugged and said, "Dog shouldn't be sitting at the table. Floor's more comfortable for him anyway."
Avery sighed in exasperation and stooped down to Courage's level to pat him on the head.
Muriel looked back to them and said, "Ooh a mattress special."
She took the frying pan and placed the fried dog food into Courage's food bowl, making the little dog smile.
"With our mattress we'll change your life forever," Eustace continued reading.
Courage began munching on his food, but suddenly spat it back out.
Avery looked down at him and said, "You okay boy."
Courage nodded, yet was fanning his tongue having burned it on his still hot breakfast. Muriel hadn't taken notice as she was filled with excitement on the prospect of getting a brand new mattress.
Some time later, Eustace and Avery were watching TV in the den. Avery had made sure to help her aunt clean the breakfast dishes, but once she was done Muriel had insisted on making the call to the mattress supplier herself. She had shooed Avery away as she couldn't contain her excitement and didn't want to come off as looking weird to her niece, not that Avery would have minded anyway. But her aunt wanted to be by herself right now, so Avery decided to honor her wishes and joined her uncle in watching one of his classic horror movies.
Right in the middle of the movie, Courage came running into the room and picked up the receiver to the phone.
Avery looked at him and said, "What's up Courage?"
Courage ignored her and held the receiver up to his ear.
Eustace shook his head and said, "Stupid dog is being dumb again. Just ignore him and he'll stop."
Avery still wanted to make sure that all was good, as Courage usually had a sense that crazy things were going on. So she kept focusing on him. Something must have been up as Courage suddenly let out a gasp.
'Oh boy. Here we go again,' Avery said in her mind.
It took a couple more gasps from Courage before Avery took the phone receiver from him and held it up to her own ear. She had missed much of the conversation, but caught the tail end of it.
"We'll send it right over," said a smooth yet chilling voice on the other end.
This was followed by her aunt saying, "My address is-"
But she was cut off by the voice saying, "We know. We've been waiting for you."
Avery felt a chill run down her spine as she heard that. She hung up the phone and looked back at Courage.
"You know that chill you feel whenever something strange or ominous is happening boy?" she asked him.
Courage nodded with a whimper.
"Hang onto that, that might get us out of a bind."
Courage ran from the living room and back into the kitchen in a panic. Avery wanted to go in and warn her aunt, but she knew how Muriel was when it came to people. Especially ones with smooth and almost trustworthy voices. She loved her aunt, but knew that she wasn't always very good at judgement.
Some time passed and the sun began to go down, the sky itself was almost red from the cloud build up and the dust in the air. Avery had had an ominous feeling all day about this so-called mattress special. The feeling was practically justified when a dark stagecoach pulled right up to the house, pulled by an evil looking horse draped in a green cloak with the new mattress hanging out of the back of the stage. What got to her most though were the rats that were driving the stagecoach, both of whom were grotesque looking and nothing like the friendlier rat people that she had met around Nowhere.
The grotesque duo get down from the stagecoach and pulled the green mattress off of the back. Courage couldn't help but whimper as the two carried it into the house, his eyes bugging out at one point as they walked past him. The purple rat took notice of Courage's fear and let out an angry hiss at the poor dog, making Courage screech and latch onto Avery's leg. She patted the top of his head, not taking her eyes off of the doorway to the house.
"Doesn't it look lovely? Such a pretty color," Muriel said as she patted Courage's head as well.
"I've never seen a green mattress before. Someone must have been eager to get rid of it," Avery said as Muriel walked back into the house.
By now, the hideous delivery men had taken it upstairs and were now starting to leave. Though the purple one took the time to hiss at Courage again, making him scream once more. As the rat walked out, Avery merely took the door and slammed it right on the rat's tail, this time making him hiss out of pain and glared at her through the screen door. Avery merely stuck her tongue out at him.
Muriel went up the stairs to her room, leaving the duo downstairs. Eustace was already snoring away in his armchair and they both knew better than to wake him up for a possible false alarm. They went up the stairs and into Muriel's room as she was happily bouncing on the new mattress. Neither Courage or Avery missed the fact that the room was now taking on an eerie green glow.
Courage ran over to Muriel and began pulling on her apron, even shifting into the form of the purple rat from earlier. He tugged on her apron some more and to his and Avery's surprise, she smacked Courage's paws away.
"Aunt Muriel what was that?" Avery asked. "You're never like that to Courage."
"Sorry dear, but I didn't sleep well last night. I think I'll just have a wee little nap now. Away with you two, Auntie needs some rest," Muriel said and began shooing them out.
Knowing that there was no arguing with her, Avery and Courage walked out of the bedroom, but still glanced at the bedroom door as Muriel closed it. Courage tried to get back into the room, but couldn't even make the knob budge. So instead of fighting with the door anymore, he dashed away from the bedroom door and down the stairs and out of the house.
"Where are you going Courage?" Avery called after him and followed him out.
As she got outside, she saw him running back to the house with a ladder hanging over his head. He placed it underneath the window leading to Eustace and Muriel's room and climbed up, Avery climbing up after him. From there, they could see what was going on inside.
Just as both the both of them expected, Muriel was sound asleep on top of her bed. Snoring softly without anything bizarre happening in the slightest. It looked like she was sleeping on just a regular mattress.
Avery began to feel foolish as she thought to herself, 'Guess I was too quick to judge on this one.'
However that state of mind was suddenly vacated as she saw some ghostly wisps appear from under the bed and began making their way up to Muriel's still slumbering form. Both she and Courage screamed as the wisps began to envelop Muriel's body, finding a way into her through her nose.
'Okay scratch my previous thought. I've been getting bad at that lately,' she said to herself once more.
They watched as Muriel began to levitate in the air. They were about to watch more, but Courage pulled on the sides of the ladder so hard that he ended up ripping the ladder down the middle, sending them both to the ground below.
"Ow!" Avery said as landed on the ground. "How cheap was that ladder?"
Knowing how miserly her uncle was though, Avery shouldn't have been surprised that it broke as easily as tissue paper. But never mind that now, they had more pressing matters to attend to.
Both she and Courage ran back into the house, slamming the door shut and startling Eustace awake. Courage ran over to Eustace and began babbling his usual speech, but Eustace was not in the mood to listen to him.
"Wake me up will you? I'll fix you," Eustace said angrily.
Courage ignored Eustace's anger for once and continued babbling, pointing in the direction of Eustace and Muriel's room. He then morphed into Muriel being surrounded by a swirling mist, morphing back into the rat from earlier and then back into himself as he levitated off of the ground.
Eustace however hadn't paid attention and instead continued his angry glare to Courage and said, "Get away from me," and then went back to reading his newspaper.
Avery's turn was next as she said, "Uncle Eustace, he's saying that something is wrong with the mattress and Aunt Muriel might be in trouble."
Eustace didn't even bother looking up from his paper and said, "Avery I'm surprised at you. You should know better than to listen to this dumb dog."
Courage pulled at his ears with a howl and plucked Eustace off of his armchair and actually carried him up the stairs physically, risking the angry farmer's wrath.
"Man that is one strong dog," Avery said to herself as she followed them up.
Courage carried Eustace all the way up to the bedroom door and cracked it open.
Avery saw how easily he was able to do this and said in her head, 'Didn't aunt Muriel lock that earlier?"
All three of them took a peek inside and saw Muriel sitting upright in the bed. At least it mainly looked like Muriel. For the most part it looked like her, only instead of having Muriel's short white hair it had firey red hair sticking up all over her head with red eyes staring at them from behind Muriel's glasses, her skin having turned green as it stared at them from the bed.
It grinned at them, patted the side of the bed next to her and in a voice of pure evil it said, "Won't you join me?"
It began to laugh and it started twisting it's around in a terrifying manner with the three of them watching in utter horror. It continued to laugh as it spun it's head, until the head fell from Muriel's shoulders and rolled onto the ground. Avery, Courage and Eustace screamed as Muriel's head rolled over to the nightstand. But the creature was still amused.
"Oh, can one of you kids give me a hand," it said and turned it's sights to Avery. "How about you sweet cheeks? I think you and me would get along VERY well."
The trio screamed one more time and fled from the room.
The head rolled back onto the bed without aid and with a laugh it said, "Nevermind. I got this."
Hours passed and the trio were still sitting up in the living room. It was approaching midnight and they could still hear the creature up in Muriel's bedroom, groaning, gasping and even snoring a few times. All three of them shivered every time the demon made another sound, no matter how small. It was especially chilling to know that it was someone they loved that the sounds were coming out of. The clock struck midnight and the sounds were getting louder and more pronounced with each passing minute. Like it was getting more adapted to the vessel it currently inhabited. Eustace looked terrified as Courage and Avery were shivering terribly. Avery wrapped her arms around her legs and felt like weeping to herself.
"That dang mattress, gave her nightmares!" Eustace complained.
Avery scowled at him and said, "I think that's more than just nightmares afflicting aunt Muriel right now Uncle Eustace."
The creature made some more eerie noises, leaving all three of them shuddering once again.
"Well? We can't sit here all night," Eustace said with fear in his voice.
Courage babbled something back and the creature made more noises once again, terrifying them all once again. With every groan the creature made, Avery held her legs even tighter.
Eustace pointed at both Courage and Avery and said, "She like the both of you more. You two go see how she is."
Avery looked back at him. She wanted to glare at him, but right now she felt too much fear and grief to even begin to feel anger towards him. All she wanted to do was comfort herself and Courage if he sought some from her. She could feel a tear beginning to well up in one of her eyes.
Courage looked unsure, but when Eustace got more forceful, he ran up the stairs and towards the bedroom. Avery wanted to stay down there and away from whatever that thing was. But with her beloved aunt now being possessed by some beast and the dog she's now begun to view as a loyal companion, she just couldn't sit there and wait for something to happen.
Swallowing her fear, she stood up and said, "Hold up Courage. I'm coming with you."
Courage smiled for a moment and finished going up the stairs. The fear however, returned to the both of them as they reached the bedroom door and the sounds got louder and louder. The more the sounds the thing made, the more horrified they became. This time, without swallowing their fear, they opened the door and both were surprised when a chunk of ice broke off of the door frame and landed on the floor.
The room itself was now freezing. Despite it having been a warm day, the room itself now felt colder than a winter night. In the middle of the room was the creature, still lying in bed and still in possession of Muriel's body. With fear still prodding at them, both Avery and Courage stepped into the room with the creature remaining in bed and not bothering to even look up at them. Courage couldn't help but whine.
"Courage! Avery!" the creature called out as it turned it's head to them.
'It knows our names? Oh joy,' Avery thought.
"Closer," said the creature.
Avery and Courage complied and took a step closer.
"Closer," the creature said again.
They both felt hesitant, but still took a step or two closer until they were just next to the bed and within arms reach of the thing. Both of them trembled, not wanting to be anywhere near this beast.
The creature seemed to remain calm and spoke softly to them.
"It would be lovely... if I could... have a cup... of...," the creature said before finally shouting "TEA!"
It pulled the covers off of the bed, revealing a tea tray with a pot of tea and some cups were sitting on the bed. The sudden holler of the creature made Courage scream and Avery practically jumped out of her skin. Both quickly calmed down however when they realized that it was just a false alarm and the demon was simply messing with them.
By now, Avery's patience was running out as she glared back at the demon and said, "What did you do with my aunt?!"
The creature laughed and said, "She's in here. With us."
Out of nowhere, the demon returned to Muriel's normal look and she fearfully said, "Courage! Avery! Help me!"
But then she returned to the demon's normal look and with a laugh it said, "Whoops! Let one slip out."
Courage babbled angrily at the demon, leaving it unfazed by his anger.
"Oh yeah? What are YOU going to do about it?" the demon said to Courage.
In a rare move for the little dog, Courage glared at the demon and let his fingers crack. The demon did the same and stared Courage down and cracked it's own knuckles. Avery wasn't sure about what was going on and watched. She became confused however as Courage held out his thumb and the demon did the same as well. Then when the two clasped hands did she finally understand what was going on.
The two engaged in a thumb war of all things. The two battled it out with both of them being evenly matched, yet still the demon taunted Courage with every move he made. Courage began to sweat as he continued to concentrate on the game before him. The demon however retained a look of complete confidence. Eventually the two managed to press their thumbs together, but then the demon's thumb slipped while Courage's remained upright. They remained focused for a moment longer, before the demon hollered out "one, two, three" and managed to pin Courage's thumb with it's own, making Courage lose.
The demon laughed in triumph as Courage looked down in defeat.
Avery patted his head and said, "It's okay boy. We'll figure something out. Why don't you o to the computer and try to find something to help."
Courage looked at her and then back to Muriel with fear in his eyes.
"It's okay. I'll stay with her," Avery said and stroked the top of Courage's head.
Courage nodded, with fear still in his eyes, and then walked out of the room. With Courage away from the room, Avery turned to the creature and just glared at it. The creature noticed her anger and laughed at her anger.
"Got a problem with me blondy?" the demon asked mockingly.
Avery didn't answer and walked over to the thing.
"What the heck are you?" she asked.
The demon chuckled and said, "I'm whatever you want me to be doll face. I can be the thing you fear in the dark. Or I can be the thing you strive to be. Or, better for me, that thing you want so much. What do you say? You and me?"
Avery cringed and backed away from the thing a bit.
"I'd rather be possessed," she said angrily.
The demon laughed and said, "Oh I'm sure that would a be a lot of fun." He began looking at her in interest.
Avery continued to cringe and said in her head, 'That was a poor choice of words.'
The demon suddenly went wide eyed as it looked at her wrist and said, "Or with that thing on your arm, I might be able to interest you in something else. I believe that artifact can give you whatever you want."
"I don't want to hear it," she said and turned away.
She was expecting a witty retort from the demon, but what she heard next caught her off guard.
"Don't you want to hear from me baby girl?" came a woman's voice.
Avery's eyes went wide and she turned around with a start. Sitting on the bed, she no longer saw the demon or her aunt. Instead she saw a middle aged woman with brown hair, smiling happily at her.
"It's been a while. Hasn't it Avery?" she asked still smiling.
Avery could feel tears in her eyes and said, "Mama?"
Her mother smiled at her and beckoned her over. Avery couldn't help but step over to her, tears falling from her eyes.
"Mama? How... how is this..." she tried to ask.
Her mother shook her head and said, "Shh! You don't need to worry about that. All you need to know is that I can come back... for good. And that bracelet is the key and the thing in the bed can help. What do you say?"
Her mother held out her arms and Avery felt the urge to fall into her arms and melt into her mother's embrace. She reached out to her mother's hand and was about to touch it, when the thoughts of the current situation returned to her. She pulled her hand away and then glared back at her mother.
"You make me sick," Avery said and then tapped her bracelet.
The bracelet suddenly glowed and with a flash of light, the form of her mother disappeared and back in her place was the demon in Muriel's body. The demon showed some aggravation after it's plan had failed, but still laughed at Avery's expense.
"You loathsome beast," Avery hissed at the monster as tears fell from her eyes. "How could you?"
The monster laughed and said, "Can't blame a monster for trying. You really loved your mother didn't you hot stuff?"
Avery felt more tears welling up in her eyes and kept her glare fixed on the creature and walked back to the door. She just couldn't stay in that room with this beast anymore. Not after what it had just done to her.
She took one last look at it and said, "We'll make you pay for this."
The demon merely laughed in response. The bedroom door opened and Avery felt something tug at her arm. She looked back at the door and saw Courage standing there with a piece of paper in his paws. He saw the tears in Avery's eyes and worry crossed his face.
Avery wiped away the tears and said, "Don't worry about it Courage. Let's just go see what you found out."
Courage nodded and led her away from the room and the laughing monster.
Back in the living room, Eustace waited for the two to return. As the duo came to stop in front of him, Courage handed the sheet of paper to Eustace for him to read.
"Hey Courage, what was on that paper anyway?" Avery asked.
Courage made a shushing motion as Eustace read from the sheet of paper.
Eustace adjusted his glasses and said, "To perform an exorcism, put on a flowing... garment."
As he looked up from the sheet of paper, he was surprised to see Courage holding up one of Muriel's nightgowns and night cap. A look of confused anger crossed his face as he grabbed them and walked to the closet.
"Hey Uncle Eustace, maybe I should handle this one. For one, I'm a girl and it'll feel less awkward for you if you dress up," she offered, but Eustace shook his head.
"Nope. Gotta do this the right way," he said as he walked in and then returned a moment later.
To say that Avery was embarrassed to see her uncle dressed up in one of her aunt's nightgowns was putting it lightly.
Eustace turned his attention back to the sheet of paper and said, "Incantation to exorcise demon. What? Hulabaloo and howdy doo. Musty prawns and Timbuktu. Yeltzy by and hippity poo. Kick em in the dish pan hoo hoo hoo."
Avery looked at Eustace in confusion.
Eustace looked up from the paper and said, "Kick em in the dish pan hoo hoo hoo?"
"What kind of incantation is that?" Avery asked.
Courage merely shrugged.
Back in the bedroom, the demon was watching the three of them in amusement as Eustace stood next to the bed, still dressed up in Muriel's clothes and holding the sheet of paper. He was still trembling in fear. Avery stood in the hallway behind Courage, who was currently cheering on Eustace.
Avery's face fell and thought, 'He's gonna blow it. I just know he will.'
Eustace held the paper up to his face and began to read it. So lets see how he does.
"Uh... hullabaloo and howdy... doo. Musty prawns and tim-tim-tim-timmybuktu," he said.
Avery covered her face with her hand, knowing exactly that this was going to happen.
She looked down at Courage, who had stopped cheering, and said, "I should have been the one to do this."
Courage gave a look of disappointment to Eustace and nodded in agreement.
The demon laughed at Eustace and said, "Call that an incantation?"
So Eustace decided to try again and said, "Hulabaloo and howdy doo."
The demon put a hand to it's ear and said, "Speak up! Won't hear you in the balcony."
Eustace, getting fed up, shook his head clear and said, "Musty prawns and Timbuktu."
However he was interrupted when a giant tongue came out of the demons mouth and began licking Eustace all over his face, while he continued the incantation weakly.
The demon withdrew it's tongue and said, "Face it sonny, you're a failure!"
Both Courage and Avery shook their heads in disappointment. They both knew that this was going to go so far south, despite Courage's original optimism.
Eustace wasn't completely discouraged as he said, "Come on, give me a break. I can do it."
The demon beckoned Eustace closer to give him a tip and, like a fool, Eustace did so. Only to receive a ton of slimy vomit projected all over him. The demon wiped it's mouth clean after that.
Both Avery and Courage were done watching this as they went off in separate directions. Avery had given her uncle a chance and he had failed to do the job properly. So as Courage ran off, Avery climbed back up to her room and ran for her closet.
"If you want something done right, better do it yourself," she said as she pulled her nightgown out of the closet.
Back down in the bedroom, the demon laughed at the memory of what it had just done to Eustace and had savored the look of horror on Eustace's face as the farmer had run out of the room after having been puked on. It began to lie back down on the bed, when the door flew open and Avery stepped into the room, dressed in her nightgown and glaring daggers at the demon.
The demon was unfazed and said, "Hello again dollface. You are looking good in the that outfit. Very good."
Avery cringed at the demon's attempt at flirting and then walked back over to the bed and just continued her glare.
"You shouldn't have messed with my heart like that," she said, still not believing she was going to do this and began.
"Hulabaloo and howdy doo. Musty prawns and Timbuktu. Yeltzy by and hippity poo. Kick em in the dish pan hoo hoo hoo."
After she finished that embarrassing incantation, she saw that nothing had happened. Avery's glare suddenly began to melt into a look of sorrow and disappointment as the incantation hadn't worked. She looked down as the demon began to laugh at her expense.
But those laughs suddenly turned to gasps and a loud groan emanated from the demon.
Right as Avery began to smile again, Courage came running into the room, also dressed in one of Muriel's nightgowns and just stood there and watched in amazement. He looked back at Avery, who merely gave him a thumbs up. They watched as a green mist came out of Muriel's nose and floated up into the air. As it floated about, they saw Muriel's hair and skin turn back to normal as she passed out on the bed. Both began to sigh in relief when the mist turned it's attention away from Muriel and then towards Avery.
It rushed for the poor girl, but as it reached for her, something pushed it away from her. It tried for her again, but was pushed back once more. With each attempt it made, a dome appeared around her and no matter what it did, the mist could not get through to her.
It was here that the bedroom door flew open again and in stepped Eustace, wearing a HAZMAT suit as he approached the bed.
With more confidence in his voice this time, Eustace restarted the incantation and said, "Hulabaloo and howdy doo. Musty prawns and Tim-"
He was cutoff as the mist turned away from Avery and then towards Eustace. Phasing through the faceplate of Eustace's helmet, it invaded his body through his nose and Eustace let out some shuddering gasps. By the time he looked up, the demon had taken full control of his body and turned to them with a hiss. It turned back to Muriel and began climbing onto the bed with an evil laugh. Muriel began waking up and lifted her head to see a possessed Eustace crawling onto the bed and towards her with death in it's eyes.
Muriel screamed at the sight and just as Eustace stood over her, ready to finish it's deed, it felt a sharp pain on it's rear. It looked back to see Courage, biting into his rear and tried to shake him off. With a few seconds to breathe, Muriel grabbed her rolling pin and struck the demon so hard on the head that it broke through the top of the helmet and knocked him out good.
With the demon now out cold, Avery and Courage grabbed the bottom of the mattress and the both of them rolled the demon up tight with it. They even went as far as wrapping a chain around the mattress and locking it, sealing the demon inside.
With the demon now contained, Muriel wrapped her arms around Courage and Avery in gratitude.
Back downstairs, Muriel called back to the people that had brought them the mattress. There was no way they were keeping the thing in the house after everything that had just happened.
When they answered, Muriel wasted no time in saying, "We are NOT satisfied at all. Take your special mattress back."
And with that, she hung up the phone with a slam.
Shortly after that, the rats that had delivered the mattress to the residence returned and took it back with them while the demon possessed Eustace was still wrapped up in it. The sales rats took off with the mattress in tow, but the purple one decided to look back and hiss at them one last time... and then he was conked on the head with a rock, courtesy of Avery. The hit to the head, knocked the rat to the ground and he was quickly run over with the wheel of their wagon and was rolled over by it over and over and over again.
That night, the rest of the family decided to spend the evening lying in the living room with the TV on. Avery had even managed to pull out a bedroll for her to sleep on and with some pillows and a blanket from the closet.
"Now, isn't this cozy?" Muriel asked as Courage lied on top of her.
Courage nodded and lied his head down to go to sleep. Avery couldn't help but smile at the little dog as he went to sleep. She rolled over and continued to smile... that is until the memories of the demon's little trick to her returned and that sorrow, grief and anger began to return to her.
How dare that creature mess with her heart and imitate her mother and then mock her for it? Tears began to slide from her eyes as she covered her head with her blanket. Her eyes fell on her bracelet and the tears just built up more and more.
"If you could bring someone back, I already know who I want," she said and silently cried herself to sleep.
Well that does it for Demon in the Mattress. Next episode is Freaky Fred and I'm sorry to say, it's going to be a shorter chapter. Sorry, but there's not much I can think of do with that episode.
I want to thank BrookeWorm3 for some ideas she helped me with in this chapter.
And please folks, please stop asking to have nasty things happen to Avery in this story. The things we see in the show is the worst that is going to happen.