Random Shenanigans with me!

Meeting The Slashers And The Creepypasta... Again...

No one POV

Mona: 'Damn it you guys... Why does it always have to be raining!?'

Mona grumble as she walked though the raining forest. She and the four boys are told to go in a camp, a familiar camp...

Apparently... Someone had mess up the direction. Now Mona have to find them before something go bad.

The camera moved up from Mona view, then go over the forest to the little plane flying up in the dark gray raining sky.

Fugo: "Got any sights you see?"

Narancia: "Noda.. Too dark and too much trees"

The little plane went down then disappeared behind Narancia. They heard someone calling them.

Mona: "Finally! I found you idiots!"

Santana: "Ah, miss Mona. We seem to be lost due to the wrong direction"

Mona: "Figure..."

Santana let Mona under the umbrella.

Mona: "Narancia! Stop stomping the puddle!"

Narancia: "Yes miss!"

Narancia ran under Mista umbrella. They began walking through the forest, Mona still grumbling of the rain. As they're walking, a rusel got the attention of the group.

Mona: "О, ради бога, чувак ..."

Someone jumps out of the bushes and right before it landed. Mona kick the sole of her foot, of the person face.

Mona: "Can we get the hell out of this damn rain?"

They continued walking, Santana saw a house in the distance.

Santana: "There a house in the distance. We should asks if they would let us stay until the rain stop"

Santana went up to the door while Mona stayed under Fugo umbrella. Mista and Narancia are laughing at Fugo, because he's standing on his tippy toes due to Mona height.
The door open in from of Santana. A lady in a sweater said hello and asks him.

Santana: "Yeah, would you mind us staying until the rain stop?"

Santana and the lady looked back to see Narancia and Fugo being picked up by Mona. Or the lady know her.
The lady let them in as she went to the kitchen to make some hot drinks for the guests.

Narancia:" Wah?! You packed these subjects while we're out?!"

Fugo: "Just in case if like this"

Narancia groan in annoyance. The lady came in with a tray of five hot drinks.

Lady: "Here you go you guys."

Santana: "Thanks you miss.."

Pamela: "Pamela, Pamela Voorhees"

Santana: "Thank you miss Voorhees"

A hour goes by and the rain still kept raining. Mona walked in the dining hall.

Mona: "Guess we have to stay here until tomorrow"

Pamela: "Oh I got some spare clothes for all of you.."

Pamela saw the Mona now being a grown up lady.

Mona: "Hello Pamela. How J and the others? Hope they didn't cause any problems while I'm gone"

Narancia: "Wait you know each other?!"

After some storytelling, Mona picks up the tray with empty cups and goes to the kitchen.

Mista: "What a history you guys got"

Pamela: "Oh well, it was her cousin idea to brought me back to life"

Then a voice came for the entrance of the front door.

Jason: "Mama! We're home!"

Pamela: "Speaking of which, here my son! With his friends too!"

Jason goes in and saw apat males in the dining room.

Pamela: "Jason sweetie, wait until someone came back from the kitchen please"

A nod came from Jason. He sat down following with Freddy, Bubba, Michael, and a Doll sat next to the pillar man.

Chucky: "Would you stop looking at me?"

Santana: "What kind of hamon are you using?"

Chucky: "The hell is this 'Hamon'?"

Narancia: "A stand user?"

Freddy: "What's a 'Stand user'?"

Mona: "'Hamon' (also referred to as Ripple or Sendo) is a technique used in the early centuries. Through the use of controlled breathing, the user can fill their body and attacks with sunlight energy, making it very effective against Vampires, Zombies, and Pillar Men."

Mona: "A Stand is an entity psychically generated by its owner, referred to as a Stand User (スタンド使い, Sutando Tsukai).[1] It generally presents itself as a figure hovering over or near the user and possesses abilities beyond that of an ordinary human, which, depending on the Stand User, can be wielded for good or evil."

Mona: "A Stand can also represent the manifestation of an individual's innate "fighting spirit" and embodies, to an extent, the individual's psyche. However, Stands may also derive through the exploration of possibilities and expression of the mind, in which case, only a large amount of mental strength is required. Beyond that definition, Stands present themselves in a large variety of forms and with different behaviors, if they are sentient at all. They follow a loose set of rules, with no definite standard by which one can fully classify them. As an embodiment of someone's psyche, Stands are therefore as varied as human minds can be."

Mona: "Due to their diversity, Stands are not made equal. Some can be incredibly powerful due to their User's outstanding grit, others can be highly situational because of a defining quirk of character, or even detrimental to their User if they do not have the necessary fighting spirit."

Mona pop out, almost scaring the living hell of the boys, by giving them what it means.

Mista: "Would you mind... Not scaring us please?"

Mista breath as he held his chest. Bubba clap in happiness to see her, but then slowly stopping it as he scan her.

Freddy: "*Wolf whistle* Damn girl... Since when you got hot?"

Mona: "It's me you burnt man!"

Freddy: "Still with that attitude"

Mona: "Черт тебя подери..."

Mona sat next to Santana.

Freddy: "So, how are you by the way?"

Mona: "A hundred 22.."

(A/N: Imma... Leave this until I finish my two last pts, and get a new charging cord for my laptop. Cuz a LITTLE BITTER BIT IT!)