Slasher Scenarios - !MALE READER!

Decorating - Ends Michael

It was the day before Halloween night, the most exciting night of the year. All the little children will be busy with their crappy masks and costumes, begging for candy.

Not you though, you had a dark outfit on to blend in with the night, as you walked hurriedly to the bridge. You had a huge box, which has been getting heavier the longer you've been carrying it. This box had a wonderful amount of contents; a gift, a surprise for someone very special to you.

As you approached the bridge, you found a place where you could safely climb off and waddle down the steep hill. Fearful for the box of fragile contents, you slowly but surely made it down. You sigh a sigh of relief and place the box down to catch your breath. You stretched your arms and cracked your neck, breathing in the cool fall air. You sigh again and pick up the box, heading over to the entrance of a sewer, the sewer where you two get to be yourselves in safety and solitude. But now, you can be yourselves in style.

You scratched the wall of the sewer, the sound echoing throughout. Then, you knocked three times, the first two times quicker than the last. "Michael, I'm back," you announced as you turned around and picked the box back up. To your not-surprise, when you turned back around you saw him standing in the farthest reach of the corridor. "Look what I've got? A little... late birthday present..." you trailed off as you brought the box up to him. You stopped around a foot or two away from him. Your height difference was, admittedly, embarrassing to you. His stature made you feel small, which, you're not small... at least, you don't think so. "Here, let me open it," you set the box down between you two and crouched to open it. Inside of it was a bunch of corny, childish, and some mildly gothic and gorey Halloween decorations. You pulled out a folded up banner, orange, white and black with some black tinsel as string. You let go of the bottom and let the thing unravel, each little flag with a letter spelling "Halloween".

"What do you think, huh?" You took the banner and put it around the back of your neck as you bent down and picked up two fake, styrofoam painted skulls. "Are we spooky enough for you, Michael?" You used your fingers to control the skulls' jaws and laughed, but Michael just continued to stare at you. You can't see his eyes, but you can feel them. "Come on! Look through it, surely there has to be something you want in here. Here- here look, a pumpkin. It's plastic but, hey..." you flicked a tiny, hard to see switch underneath the pumpkin, "it lights up," you said as it illuminated the sewer in an artificial orange glow.

His head leaned backwards and you could sense a hint of disappointment. "Wait, wait, look, wait until you see this," you searched through the box and pulled out a black posable spider with furry joints and stupid red rhinestone eyes. "Spider."

You handed it to him. He slowly accepted it, still confused and disappointed in your foolish playfulness... until he looked a little bit better at the oddly cute spider... its fangs were way too large and made of hard plastic, the body was fuzzy, and the hair on its joints kept falling out. Michael seemed enchanted by it. He held it close to his eyes so he could examine it the best he could. "I... have some more," you said after retrieving a white and silver version of the same spider. This one was slightly bigger. He took it and looked at it too. He formed an idea. His gaze shifted towards the pumpkin and he looked at it long enough for you to take up the hint. "Oh, yeah, I have more..." you pull out another light up pumpkin, 3 hollow pumpkins made of a different kind of plastic with a more rustic look, a copper pumpkin which looked like it was supposed to hold a candle inside, and a bigger, goofier pumpkin, which was also hollow and plastic. It had a silly, cartoonish face plastered on it. "There, that's all I have here. There's more back in storage. I can get it tomorrow if you'd like." You stand back up and try to catch his gaze but he is almost immediately down to working on his plan. He searched through the box, knelt down now on one knee, taking stuff out and examining it, imagining how it could add on to the scene he had in mind. Nothing seemed to work, until he got to a lantern made to look like a decrepit scarecrow and the fake spiderweb bags. He turned his head around and his eyes landed on a corner, the perfect place to set up the decorations. He collected as many of the pumpkins as he could carry and placed them down and began work. He sat on his knees and put the big, goofy pumpkin off to the left side, the 3 plastic pumpkins in a semi-circle around the corner, the two light up pumpkins that weren't turned on behind them, the glowing one beside its kin. The small candleholder pumpkin took its place wedged on top of the plastic pumpkins and in front of the glow up ones. He leaned back and snatched up the scarecrow lantern and set it on the empty right side of the scene, slightly facing the pumpkins at a ¾ angle, not too far away from them.