Junior's Nightmare

Jr was watching The Goodnight Show With Nina and Star on Sprout with his mom and dad, in his pajamas. As always, Star went to bed, and then Nina. Then, it was time for Jr as well.

"Ok Jr, time for bed." said Dad

"Aw, do I have to?" asked Jr

"Hehe, yes, you do."

And so, Dad began carrying Jr upstairs, with Mom following close behind.

"But I'm not tired!" Jr slurred

"Oh, I'm sure." Dad joked

Then, they made it to Jr's room, and put him to bed, then turned on a night light.

"Goodnight Little Mister. I love you." said Dad

"Goodnight Dad." said Jr

NIGHTMARE
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Jr was in a white area, like in the theme song, except Bob, Larry, and his parents weren't there.

Nobody was.

"H-Hello? Is anyone there?"

Then, a smokey, human looking figure appeared.

"Hello son, I bet you're wondering where you are?" asked the figure

"Y-Yeah. Where am I?"

"You are in Purgatory. The realm between Heaven and The Underworld."

"But, why am I here? I'm a kid. Should I not go to Heaven no matter what?"

"Well, you see dear boy, that rule applies only to humans. Though you are technically living, you aren't human. So, it doesn't apply!"

"B-But!"

Then, a portal, who one would assume led to The Underworld, opened.

"W-Who are you!?" asked Jr

"The names Lucifer, or as you also may know me, The Devil!"

"Now then, time to die!"

Then, Lucifer "pushed" Jr into the portal, and before he hit the fire, he woke up.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Jr screamed

Dad Asparagus rushed in, along with Mom.

"NONONONONONO! MOM, DAD, HELP ME!"

"JUNIOR, IT'S DAD! WAKE UP! YOU'RE HAVING A NIGHTMARE!"

Junior wakes up, and hyperventilates.

"DAAAHAHAAAD! I'M SCARED!"

"Hey, hey, hey, shh shh, I'm here. You're safe now buddy." Said Dad "holding" Jr in his lap.

"Dad, am I a bad boy?" Jr asked, still upset.

"Oh, of course you're not Jr. You're the nicest boy I know. Why do you ask?"

Jr explained everything.

"I see. Well, listen. You do have a soul, and that means that rule still applies. We all have souls as well."

"Dad, I'm scared."

"Don't be. Me and Mom are here. You're safe."

"Honey, I think it would be a good idea to make some chocolate chip cookies." said Dad to Mom

"I was thinking the same thing dear. I'll go bake them." said Mom

Dad then laid on Jr's bed, and Jr snuggled next to him.

"Mmmm, Dad, I feel sick."

"Oh, really? Just lay here and I'll get a thermometer."

About a minute later, Dad came back.

He took Jr's temp, which was 104 degrees Fahrenheit.

"Oh my! You're burning up!"

"Dad, I'm hooooot!"

"I know buddy, I know. Dad is here."

Then, Mom walked in the room with a small plate of cookies. Dad sat up.

"Honey, we have a situation. Jr is sick. His temp is 104."

"Oh dear! I suppose I shouldn't give him theese cookies." she said quietly

"Daaaaaad, I'm hooooooot!"

"Oh, right. Sorry bud. I'll get you an ice pack." And he did so.

"I'll go get some medicine." said Mom

"Dad, I think I'm gonna throw up!" said Jr

"Ok, ok, let's go to the bathroom." And you can guess what happened next.

"I hate throwing up!" Jr pouted

"Aw, I know bud, but I'm sure you feel better now." said Dad

"I guess. Dad, am I gonna die?"

"Of course not! You're just a little sick. You'll be fine."

"Ok"

"Ok Jr, I've got some medicine for you." said Mom

"Nuh uh! I don't want it! It's icky!"

"Come on Jr, take your medicine. It'll make you feel better." said Dad

"Oh, alright."

"Gaaaaah!" Jr gagged

"Great job Jr! Now, why don't I carry you downstairs, and you can stay with us." said Dad

"R-Really?"

"Heh, really."

And so, Dad carried him downstairs, and they watched TV.

"Dad, why am I sick? Did God make me sick?"

"Well, sometimes it just happens. And I don't think God did it."

"Wait, WHAT IF THE DEVIL REALLY WAS IN MY HEAD!? DID HE MAKE ME SICK!?" Jr begins crying.

"Oh, nononono! The Devil doesn't have THAT type of power. God stops him from doing that you know."

"O-Ok"

"Dad, I'm still scared."

Don't be, Little Mister. I'm here, and so is Mom.

"Honey, can I see him?" asked Mom

"Sure"

Dad hands Jr over.

"Mom, I'm tired."

"I know hun. I'm gonna sing you a lullaby, ok?"

"Think of me everyday.
Listen to what I say.
And I will be close to you even from far away.
Know that wherever you are.
It is never too far.
If you think of me.
I'll be with you."

Jr fell fast asleep. Dad took his tempretures again, and it was 98.6. Normal.

Dad hopped upstairs, and put Jr in His and Mom's bed. Then, they got in bed, and went to sleep.

The End