What The Hell (A Hellpark X Reader fanfiction)

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We all waited...and waited...and waited.

The atmosphere turned from scary to boring very quickly, thus giving us the idea to continue playing with the board.

"Hey, how about we play with the board? We are not sure if it is really a bad spirit or not." Clyde looked at me, to be specific judged my choice. What a pussy.

Jimmy seemed like he was thinking. Was he thinking of continuing it or if I'm crazy... Probably both? But it seems the first option was correct. As soon as he said "sure", me and the other boys sat around the Ouija board again and put our hands on the Pancetta.

I'm feeling somehow funny all of the sudden- not the weird funny, but the actual funny. I snickered and asked "Yo, if there is an spirit I would kick your as-" "(Y/N) DON'T YOU DARE TO PROVOKE A SPIRIT!"were the words from our beloved scaredy cat Clyde, clearly interrupting me.

I could hear stan puff out a cigarette.
Did his dad already plucked out some weed? Wasn't this season a weed-free one? I shooked my head in disapproval, but it's his choice, what can I do?

"Jimmy, stop moving the Pancetta to scare people off for a joke"

This voice belonged to Token. We all turned out heads at the door, seeing Token and Craig standing there. Not amused tho. Jimmy took offense to that. "H-hey! I wouldn't g-g-get so low to do su-such a thing for a j-joke!"

A new voice popped up, giving me almost an heart attack since he didn't spoke that much this night. "What's your name?" Is what Kenny asked.
And suddenly, the Pancetta started moving again.

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"No? Why no?"

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Craig clicked his tounge. "Well, this spirit seems like a jack ass."

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That thing said now Fuck you two times. I couldn't hold my laughter anymore and neither did Token and Kenny. Craig looked pissed, clyde still scared as fuck, Jimmy just a little bit amused and Stan didn't even look like he wanted to be here. Just as I expected, Stan stood up, dusting his pants off with non existent dust. "Welp, fuck this shit, I'm going".
"When Stan is going I'm going to, sorry guys"
And with that, both Kenny and Stan left the house, leaving it to Craig, Token, Jimmy, Clyde and me. That soon, however, changed too. Token was too tired, Clyde wanted to go home badly and Jimmy said it's not that fun with only 3 people. With everyone being gone, it leads to being only me and Craig in the house.

"Are you going too, (Y/N)?" I shooked my head. "I will stay overnight if that's okay." Craig only replied with a smile.
ALTEAST she's not a "traitor".

I glanced from time to time at the Ouija board. Were we all just playing around, or did really a spirit live inside the one and only Craig Tucker's house? Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised, some pretty fucked up shit happens in this town. When I moved here, I wasn't expecting to have Aliens visit. I didn't even fucking believe in Jesus but somehow he shows up from time to time here, what the fuck.

"Are you scared or something?" I broke out of my trance, turning my head at Craig's direction. After long 5 seconds, I shook my head. "No no, it's not that. I'm pretty fine. The board is just very weird."
Craig chuckled, "Don't mind it, the others were mostly fuckin around. I know alot happend here but come on, a fucking ghost? In my fucking house? Yeah, no. But if you feel uncomfortable we could both sleep in my bed, so you wouldn't get "scared"

...Wait, what the fuck

His way of trying to "comfort-flirt" me made me chuckle. I was gonna deny his request-

But then, we heard something.

"Yo, what the fuck?" Blurred Craig out. We both turned our heads to the window. It seemed like someone knocked at the window. But...it doesn't make sense. We are on the second floor and who would be, out of their free will, outside while it would be raining and thundering.

Me and Craig decided to take a step closer to the window. But as we looked outside, we found nothing. "What the hell," said Craig "You heard the knock too, right? Who and how?"

What we both didn't know, is that something was behind us, grabbing the Pancetta.

"Yo Craig, do you have a p-"

As I turned around, I felf all my body hair stand up. However, Craig didn't seem much fazed, only suprised.

"Yo, are you that spirit?"

SHUTTHEFUCKUPSHUTTHEFUCKUPSHUTTHEFUCKUPOMG

This... thing...had something in their hand, which I could only recognize by its large form and weird shape: the Pancetta. Sweat started to form on my forehead. Craig that little fucker couldn't stop talking tho. "How dare you say fuck you to m-"

It broke the fucking Pancetta.

This made me break out of whatever I was in, and I could finally study this "spirit". However, this was defenitly not a spirit, but a demon. Blonde hair, goat legs and his horns were the things that stood out, but his miss buttoned shirt made the situation a little less scarier. But that soon changed as soon as the demon finally muttered some prober English words after talking in an foreign language.

"DO YOU REALIZE OF WHAT YOU JUST HAVE DONE."