I'm Trapped in a Cell with a Demon

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I was dreaming of home. I himself walking through the Mystery Shack, laughing at the cheap attractions with my sister, Mabel. And then it hit me. This couldn't be real. No, because here I was happy. And so was Mabel and Grunkle Stan, and everyone. And so was Ford, who was- dead.

I stumble backward, my head slamming into a concrete wall. I groaned, doubling over, clutching my pounding skull.

"He's awake."

"So?"

"What do you mean so?"

"Can I eat him?"

There was a whacking sound and a cry of idignance. "No, you can't eat him, you idiot! Is that all you even wanna do? Eat people?"

"Uhh... yes...?"

"You dumbass," someone snarled. "I don't even know why Bill keeps you around."

Bill, I realized vaguely through the sledgehammer in my skull. None of the other henchmaniacs call him that.

"Careful with this one," someone warned. "He's valuable."

"Sure thing."

I cried out as I was pulled to my feet by my hair. I'm staring into a mountain with a person attached, whose face resembles a brick wall. Where are his eyes? I wonder. So I just kicked lower.

The man shrieked like a little girl, dropping me like a hot stone. "He kicked me!"

"You imbecile," a male voice snarled. "I have to do everything by myself. Your such a baby."

The man sniffled. "B-but- he kicked me!"

"Get out. Just get out. I don't have time for you right now."

There was a slam of a heavy metal door, and then silence. I sit in the pitch-black, concrete room, waiting and listening. There was a blinding flash of light, and then someone colided with me so fast I slammed into the wall, cracking my already aching head oncemore. "God," I groan. "I mean, I know I'm a prisoner, but couldn't they treat me with a little more decency?"

The door slammed again, the light disappearing. But then there were magenta sparks. A girl about my age is staring at me, and then she scrabbles backward on her hands and feet, snarling like a caged creature, which I suppose we are. "They put me in here... with a human!?" The girl spat. Instantly, she sprang up, clawing at the door. "You can't do this!" She raged. "I'm the only competent fool among the henchmaniacs! How dare you put me in here! When I get out, I'm going to make you pay!" The girl flung herself at the heavy metal door, which didn't budge. I listen to the girl's tirade in silence, listening to her throw herself against the wall repeatedly, all the while shouting threats and obscenities.

Finally, there was silence, and then sniffling. "Are you... crying?" I ask incredulously. I immediately regret it when my throat screams for water.

"Shut up!" A stone hit me on my nose.

"Belgian waffles," I grumble, rubbing my sore nose.

The girl stares at me funny. "What?"

"Just something my Grunkle Stan always says."

"He's alive, you know."

I keep my voice level, but my heart picks up speed. "You're a henchmaniac, right?"

"Used to," the girl says sulkily, her sparks guttering and going out, plunging us into darkness.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" I ask passively.

"Liar!" She screeches, knocking me over. "I can see perfectly in the dark! I was only keeping it on for your stupid meatsack eyes!" I cover my face with my hands as her nails, which are so long they're pratically claws, come dangerously close to my, 'stupid meatsack eyes.'

"If I'm so stupid, then why do you care?"

The girl stops attacking me and abruptly goes back to her corner, stepping on my stomach along the way. "I dunno," she mumbles. "And I didn't do it on purpose. These walls are made Crionite. They make it extremely hard to do magic."

"Oh," I say softly. "Thanks."

"You think I care about you?" She hisses, turning away from me. "You're just a stupid fleshsack, and I'll be happy when you starve to death in this hellhole."

"You like me, don't you?"

"LIAR!!!"

A/N: Ok, so Pyronica is... umm... interesting in this version. She's so sarcastic and so just like, I dunno. I like the character, but she doesn't really match up with Pyronica from the show. What do you guys think? I hope you guys like this chapter, please consider giving it a vote if you do! Thanks so much for reading! I don't have a clear plan yet, but I'm thinking we're going to vist Grunkle Stan, and possibly Bill in the next chapter! Stay tuned! Have a wonderful night!

Thanks, a geek.

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