What The Hell (A Hellpark X Reader fanfiction)

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A/N:
Art up there belongs to me.

~9:40pm~

Me and the boys (besides Kyle Cartman) played video games all afternoon before going to Craig's house. We played games like Super Smash and Mario Party. Ofcourse some friendships got "destroyed"... meaning I gave Kenny a hard punch on his arm, resulting him and me to wrestle, while Stan was watching amused. What a great day.

However, soon came the time to prepare for the worst: Craig's and his friend. Ofcourse they're not bad, not at all, they're just very savage. Especially Craig. He flips Eric of all the time, not even giving him time to talk since he know that he's an dick, which Is something everyone knows, even me. But I still like Eric as an friend, he doesn't do any shady stuff to me...yet. You never know what Cartman might be planning.

Stan groaned out loud, probably because he didn't wanna move his lazy ass. "Do we really need to go? They can play without us." he complained while kenny spoke out an muffled "agreed". I sighed, "Yes, it would be fucking rude to just cancel it. Besides, Ouija boards are fun!"
Both boys sighed deeply, but giving in. Man, do I feel sometimes bad for them but not today. I wanna talk to ghosts this instant.

We all grabbed our stuff and walked over to Craig's house and knocked. Eventually Craig opend the door, his parents seeming to be not home, and let us in after he greeted us. Craig lead us to his room, probably the other boys are also here- Ah yes, they are.
Everything seemed prepare: snacks, candle lights and the Ouija board. Seemed like they were only waiting for us.

"Okay, so, this is how we gonna do it:
We all sit around in a circle and put our hands on the Planchette. This should be all besides asking the "spirit" questions and waiting for an answer" Craig explained. We all nodded and sat around the Ouija board, Kenny and Token sitting next me. After putting out hands on the Ouija Board, we started to ask questions, the first being "Are you here?"

It took like 10 seconds to get an answer, which was "yes". This honestly creeped me out a little bit. But knowing these boys, one or most of them did it to prank each other. Kenny asked the spirit if they were a virgin. We all looked at Kenny in disbelief, amusement and disappointment, but the board started to move.

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That made us laugh out loud, while kenny was cursing at the so called spritit. It came so unexpected I even got hiccups as a result of my laughing ass. It was Tokens turn to ask. "Are you a boy or a girl?"

B

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Y

Okay, so we might know that this "spirit" is a boy, so yay? After a round of questions, it was my time to ask something.

"Are you a friendly or a bad spirit?"

Nothing.
Nothing came anymore. Not even after a minute, not even after 10 minutes. We all grew disappointed, it was beginning to get interesting, so why would anyone just ruin the fun now? Clyde suddenly let out an hellish screech, caughting us off guard and shielding our ears. "GOD DAMNIT CLYDE WHAT THE FUCK" Kenny yelled, while Stan, Craig and Jimmy tried to calm the poor panicked boy down. I was confused, what just happened?

Token also looked just confused as I am, wondering probably what has caused Clyde to be that scared. It was until we heard something fall on the ground.

Suddenly, the atmosphere turned to an chilly, cold one. I could feel my skin crawling, probably not only me. None of us dared to say something or even move, afraid of what might just be lurking in Craig's house.

Some moments passed, still dead silent. Tokien was the first to wake up from his trance, and soon everyone too. He sighed, massaging his head, probably got a migraine from all this bullshit happening, which I can totally understand If I'm being honest.

"I'll go", was the first thing someone, to be specific Craig, said. It's his house so yeah, understandable, were my thoughts.

What? I don't wanna get possibly be eaten or killed by a spirit at the flipping-off-people boy's house. It's not my time today yet! And besides, Craig seems to be literally dying inside every time Clyde opens his mouth.

...Back to the topic.

Jimmy was with Clyde the most scared one. They seemed like they are about to pass out. I sat next to them to comfort them, giving Craig an acknowledge nod to let him wander off and search whatever is in his house. Eventually Tolkien volunteered to go with him, leaving Stan, Kyle, Kenny, me, Jimmy and Clyde here.

Both boys left the room, the silence welcoming us. I glanced around the group: worry, fear and curiosity taking each ones feature. I sighed and rubbed Jimmy's back, calming him down, or let's say tried.