Skid and pump oneshots

Skid and Pump oneshot #11 (suggested by @bella_g823

Both Skid and Pump were skipping across the road, holding their bags filled to the brim with candy. They came across a mysterious abandoned looking house. "What  spooky house!" Skid exclaims with a loud voice. Pump just nodded excitingly and followed Skid into the spooky looking mansion.

When they walked in, it looked like a regular looking house, with furniture, a television, a coffee table, other normal household items. "This isnt very spooky..." skid said solemnly, looking down. Pump consoled his friend, and tried to reassure him. Putting his hand on Skid's shoulder, he said "Im sure theres more to the house! Lets try looking in the basement. Thats always the spookiest place in the movies!" Skid tilted his head up with a bit more hope on his face. Skid grabbed hold of pump's hand, and led him to the attic. Each step added a bit more hope to his expression.

Once they stepped down the unusually steep stairs, Skids face dropped even further when they realized there was nothing there besides a slightly dusty stereo. Skid was so disappointed, tears started forming in his eyes. Pump looked at him, at a loss for cheerful words. They had pretty much done everything this town has to offer. Suddenly, an idea came to Pump. "How about we go see eyes? Maybe if we're lucky he'll come with us!" Skid let out a long sigh, and spoke a stretched out "okayyy..."

as they turned around, something came from behind the stereo. "Hello children..." it said in a low, and almost soothing tone of voice. Skid turned around with a confused expression, while Pump matched skids except, with a hint of worry. "What are you two doing here..? This usually isnt the ideal place for little ones like you..." Skid, of course introduced him and pump with great enthusiasm, just like every other demonic entity they had come across.

"I am Skid, this is Pump, who are you!" Skid yelled. "No need to shout child." The monster had said, still staying calm. "I go by many aliases, but Monster, or Lemon Demon is acceptable." Lemon Demon said. Skid seemed to like his spooky sounding name, and seemed to almost admire him. Pump, not so much. He took Skid's hand without realizing it, and was sweating an unusual amount. The last time he was this scared, was when they met eyes. And even then, pump wasnt really scared. Just in shock (and trance).

After they greeted each other, the Lemon Demon approached them. Since he was so tall, he towered over the two children easily. "Say, i have an errand for you boys." Skid nodded and started listening, while Pump was still a bit on edge.

"Two people are supposed to come here, a man, and his girlfriend to pass out candy to trick or treaters. Since Halloween is only one day away, i want you to rap battle with him, for his girlfriend. When you win, bring her here, and ill give you both a very special treat."

Skid's eyes lit up at the mention of a treat, and quickly decided for both of them before Pump could even debate the decision. "Good decision. Now run along, its getting late." The Lemon Demon said, insisting for them to leave. Skid complied and waved goodbye to the monster before grabbing Pump's hand and running up the stairs.

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As they turned the block to Skid's house, the two Halloween loving children were in deep conversation. "Are you sure its gonna be okay Skid? He seemed a bit scary..." Pump asked with hesitation. Skid immediately tried to get his friend's spirit up. "Of course its gonna be fine! When we win the rap battle, we get a spooky treat! I wonder what its gonna be...maybe a whole buncha candy, a spooky toy..." Skid went on, listing a lot of things he hoped for as the treat. Pump still seemed uncertain, but decided not to trouble his friend.

The next day, they met up at Skids house again. They knew they needed to practice for the rap battle, or else they wouldn't get the treat that Skid was ecstatic for. They decided to go back to the mansion, and practice on the first floor.

Once they opened the creaky door, they stepped inside. Skid had a spooky instrumental pulled up on his phone, ready to sing along with. He set the volume up to the highest setting, and laid the phone on the floor. They had watched someone else sing this before, so they had memorized the lyrics. Except the "lyrics" were beeps and boops. But they could make it work.

Skid and Pump both stood on opposite ends of the room. Skid started off the song, and Pump leads it on. The song is sort of freestyle, since its so fast and all over the place. When they finally finished the songs, they were happy with it but both agreed it was missing something.

They tried two more times, with Skid switching things up each time, but it still sounded dull. Pump was starting to lose hope that they could get the treat, but Skid came up with an idea. "How about we sing together on my part!" Skid suggested. "Get on my back!" Pump did what Skid suggested, although clearly doubting that it would work. Much to Pump's surprise, it worked very well. They harmonized together perfectly, and they both shared a microphone so they wouldn't be so loud as to drown out the other rapper.

Skid had much less experience with singing, so his freestyle was more all over the place and jumbled, but it matched with the beat so neither kid minded. Now, it was time for the second, and last song. Pump insisted on handling the second song. Unlike Skid, Pump has much more experience singing, since he has lots of free time.

Skid put on the instrumental, and they got in position. Pump was right, he sung the song with perfect rhythm. Passing the microphone to each other all throughout, they finally finished. They figured they had about two more hours until sundown, so they rehearsed both songs a few more times until they got it down. They came back a tiny bit later than expected, but oh well.

Once they went their separate ways, they both got into bed, smiles on both the long haired child's face, and the curly haired one. Both confident they were going to win this competition. If only they knew what the Lemon Monster's actual intentions were...