The Spooky Bloodspread

Chapter 13: Cremation

The shelter of the Wonder kids was suddenly on fire, with all their supplies inside it. Susie didn't know how this happened, since she did extinguish her handmade torch beforehand.

A noise that sounded like evil laughter was suddenly heard as some familiar-looking doll-like creatures emerged from the house.

"THE HAPPY FELLAS!!!" Skid screamed.

"You kids survived the hotel fire," one of the Happy Fellas boasted. "But we're cranking the heat of play up to 12!"

The Happy Fellas all joined together, and suddenly, they burst into bright flames.

The flames around them grew to a massive size, and when they went away, in their place was a COLOSSAL monstrosity resembling a Happy Fella-esque creature made of burnt plastic.

There were Happy Fella heads poking out everywhere on its body, and the biggest one laid on top. It had teeth in its ears, eyes in its mouth, and earwax in its eye sockets.

"SURPRISE!!!" the creature boomed. "We're one Happy Fella!"

"RUN!!!!!!" Pump cried, and the 3 kids bolted off.

The Happy Fella chased them and spat globs of molten plastic at them. One landed at Susie's feet, scorching her for half a second before cooling down and hardening just as fast.

She was stuck.

Skid and Pump didn't want to leave her behind, so they ran up to her and tried to pull her out.

"Awwww, why don't you wanna play with us instead?" asked the Happy Fella creature. "Is it because the fat pumpkin douchebag and his bone-thin asswipe of a friend are too busy focusing on their older sister? OH, I'm sorry! I just ROASTED you!"

"SHUT UP!!!" Pump yelled at the Happy Fella creature before turning back to Susie. "C'mon... ugh, stupid... plastic... gah..."

The temperature started to get hotter. A LOT hotter than hot.

"Guys... you'll need to go," Susie said.

"NO!!!" Pump and Skid sobbed. "WE'RE NOT!!!"

But the Happy Fella creature completely encasing Susie in hard, molten plastic forced them to.

Skid and Pump ran for their lives, their tears evaporating from the intense heat. Their bodies were getting burns worse than those from the sun.

Finally, they found the pond Susie told them about... but the Happy Fella creature seemed to be aware of their plan.

"Ohohoho, you kids thought you could trick us?!" it laughed. "Too bad! Our IQ's higher than the temperature!"

The pond was starting to evaporate from the temperature rising to great extents.

But then Skid saw something nearby.

A mound of snow, that was melting.

The Happy Fella creature, despite its supposed knowledge, ironically didn't notice the leftovers from the blizzard, and once the temperature rose high enough to melt it all in 3 seconds, a wave of water splashed the Happy Fella creature and flooded the neighborhood, causing it immense pain.

It hardened into a lifeless statue of charcoal. It was dead.

Skid swam to the surface, calling out for Pump and Susie. Susie swam up after a while, carrying Pump in her arms.

They carried him to the roof of the nearest house, just as the sun evaporated the water, and once it was all gone, the temperature cooled down to 54° Fahrenheit.

When Skid called Pump's name, he didn't respond.

"P-Pump...?" he asked again, his voice getting shakier.

No response.

Susie immediately got worried, so she checked for a pulse by rolling Pump's sleeve down a little and removing his glove.

He was breathing. But barely.

Skid shook Pump, desperate to wake him up. He groaned quietly and coughed.

"Am... am... I... ugh... am I... in... in heaven...?" he asked faintly.

"No, you're safe with us," Susie sobbed.

Pump didn't have the strength to move a muscle, and he started choking.

After Susie did the Heimlich maneuver on him, he coughed up some water... and something else.

"S-Susie...? Wh... what... is... that...?" Pump uttered.

Susie examined it carefully, but a pretty bad whiff flew in from it.

"Oh god, ugh, ewwwww!" Skid groaned, vomiting off the roof.

"It's a tonsil stone," Susie said. She threw it away.

"I... I'm sleepy..." Pump yawned.

"Pump, it's noon, we..."

Skid paused.

"We haven't had anything."

Pump rolled over on his side.

"B-but... I'm tired... not... hungry..."

"We should try to find you something anyways," Susie said.

"I'll be fine..."

"Pump, listen to us. You're not the only one who never ate anything," Skid told his little bro.

"Exactly... that's why... you guys can... have it..."

Tearfully rubbing Pump's head, Susie leaped down from the roof of the house, carrying Pump, into the swimming pool that had filled with water. Skid followed behind.

As the kids searched for something to eat, Pump made a moaning noise.

"Uuuuuuggghh..."

"You okay?" Skid asked.

"Mngh... no... I'm not..." Pump wearily responded.

"Don't worry, we'll get something to eat as soon as possible," Susie reassured her youngest sibling.

"N-no... I'm just- URK!!!"

Skid and Susie looked right at Pump, who was shaking and covering his mouth.

"AAH... AAAAHHH... IT HURTS... IT HUUUUURRRTS..." Pump cried.

"Holy shit PUMP WHAT'S HAPPENING?!" Skid panicked. "SUSIE IS HE GONNA BARF?!?!"

Pump made gagging noises and started acting like he was gonna hurl up something pretty big...

Susie quickly squeezed him a few times, causing some icky white stuff to get coughed up. But there was most likely more in there.

After Susie and Skid kept encouraging Pump to try his best, since Susie didn't want to hurt him, a whole mound of the white stuff was slowly coming out.

Pump started choking.

Susie took a risk by grabbing the white stuff with her bare hand and pulling on it. It came out like a nasal packing removal; incredibly painful but a worthy relief in the end.

Skid also felt like vomiting again. Whatever that stuff was, he hoped it wasn't dangerous.

"It's phlegm," Susie said.

"It's also disgusting," Skid added. "I don't want it in my field of vision ever again."

Pump finally felt better, even though he too was nauseous from the phlegm.

"I'm feeling hungry," he said. "Where should we go?"

"How about we go shopping for some food?" Skid suggested.

They all agreed, and walked off to the nearby mall.