The next day, You're at home after a night and morning at the carnival. The party was a blast. You all drink booze and smoked pot. Despite sensing Lady Isabella's presence, the party was great. You and Wendy are both home.
You just made lunch. Hamburger Helper. You and Wendy are both eating it. You're in the living room watching Scooby Doo on TV. You say, "Hey, Wendy." She says, "Yeah?" You say, "Who's your favorite Scooby Doo character? Just wondering."
(Fact: Hamburger Helper was first introduced in 1971, so it was already three years prior to this time. It being 1974.)
She says, "I'm goin' with Shaggy, just 'cause the dude looks and acts like he'd smoke a joint or more." You smirk and you say, "Heh. Right on, man. He really does seem to be like that. I can relate."
Wendy says, "Daphne remind me of that popular bitch back in high school, only nice." You say, "You mean Lisa Briggs, man?" She says, "Yeah. Triflin' slut is what the bitch is. Talkin' about her rich and luxurious life. Bitch, ain't no one give a fuck about your shit."
You say, "Don't sweat it, man. Her life of luxury won't last long." She smirks and says, "Oh? Do tell, miss psychic and grandbaby of a famous gypsy." You look at Wendy and you say, "Two years from now, her guy will leave her for another chick after getting her pregnant. She'll live in a cruddy trailer twin girls by then. April 11, 1976 is the date it's bound to start."
She says, "I look forward to every second of her damn suffering. She's a cunt." You say, "Yeah. She really is. Mostly because she made fun of that disabled twelve-year-old boy. Called him a dumb retard and shit and laughed about it. No remorse or anything for her actions. I mean come on, man. Nobody with a mental disability deserves that shit. He was a sweet boy."
Wendy says, "What was the disabled boy's name again?" You say, "Ross Mackintosh was his name, now that I think of it. He had down syndrome. I sense his present life now. He's working along side his dad as an accountant and he's still in high school." Wendy says, "Well, you and me are only nineteen, girl. We recently got out. Just last year."
You say, "Speaking of getting out... I want to get HIM out." Wendy looks at you. You sigh and you say, "You heard me right, man. I want to get the Once-Ler the hell away from his mom. He deserves much better than to be stuck there for a hundred fucking years, man. That's rough. And with a mom like his."
Wendy says, "Like an older version of Lisa." You say, "Lisa's life will fall apart and she'll regret her shit. No man... Lady Isabella is still worse. She's the reason the Once-Ler was a monster in general when he didn't want to be. I'm getting him out no matter what it takes, man. Because I love him."
Wendy says, "Well, shit. I guess we need to get back soon, huh?" You say, "Yeah. You wanna bring Brenda, that's cool with me. Let her enjoy the carnival and all while I get the Once-Ler." She says, "Careful around Lady IsaBigot." You stifle a laugh and you say, "Good one." She says, "She is, though. Good luck doin' all that shit while little girl sticks with me." You and Wendy continue talking.
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A moment later, you're at the carnival. You've got Wendy and Brenda with you. You're walking around. You get to the booth where Wayne Marbles works and he's playing the song La Grange by ZZ Top.
You smirk and you move your head to the song. You hum to the beat of the song. Brenda smiles and she dances a bit to the song, herself. You grin and you say, "Heh heh. Yeah. Get it, kid." Wayne smirks and says, "What's up, ladies? You especially, Wendy baby.~"
She says, "Ch. Boy, keep dreamin'. I ain't got time for you lovin' on me. Shit." Brenda giggles. Wayne grins and says, "Sassy and sexy. Love it, man.~" You say, "I've come for a good reason, this time." Wayne says, "Yeah? Name it, chick." You say, "I'm getting the Once-Ler out... today."
Wayne says, "Whoa, man. You serious? I mean I'M cool with that. He's a cool dude. But some others are still judgmental and shit, man. They'll run from him." You say, "Remember this, Wayne... I'm the queen of this carnival. My dad owns it. I'll convince the people at this carnival and all the citizens of Ann Arbor that the Once-Ler is a good being. I don't care what it takes, man. I'm getting him away from that ghostly bitch of a mother of his. She's the evil one, man. Not him."
Wayne says, "Oh yeah. I am the one who mentioned you being the queen of the carnival here in this town. Good luck, chick. Do what you need to do." You say, "I'm going in alone. We've got Brenda, so she can enjoy the carnival. If you'd like when you're free, join them, man. Lady Isabella's asleep at this moment right now, so I may as well get in there now while I can. Get the Once-Ler out. I brought a trench coat. I'm going back to my car to get it. When he's ready, we'll reveal him."
Wayne says, "You wanna smoke a bud after?" You say, "Yeah. Save some for me. Be back." You walk off. Brenda clings to her sister and says, "What if that Lady Isabella wakes up soon and attacks her?"
Wendy says, "Don't sweat it, little girl. (Y/N) knows her shit. She is a psychic like her grandma." Brenda says, "Oh, that's right. Okay. But still." Wendy says, "Yeah yeah. I know. It's all good." She holds Brenda close.
She says, "Wanna go on some rides?" Brenda smiles and says, "Yeah." Wendy looks at Wayne and says, "Meet up with us later, man." He says, "Sure thing, Wendy darling." She says, "And don't call me darling. I'll smack ya across the face if you call me more than that. You dig?" Brenda says, "Bye, Wayne." Wendy walks off with her younger sister.
Wayne sighs and smiles saying, "Ooh. She's such a spitfire, man. So much about her is what I long for. Hell, I'll kill a nun or a teacher for that chick... Anything for you, Wendy Jefferson." He gets back to working at the booth. The next song to play on his radio is Sweet Home Alabama by Lynyrd Skynyrd.
(Because of those freaking memes, videos, etc with you know... incest jokes, I can't hear that song the same again. XD)
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You're back in the carnival after retrieving the trench coat from your car. You head for the haunted attraction and you enter the old mansion. You get in there and you look around. You use your senses and you smile and say, "Once-Ler. I'm here, man."
You look to see him in the living room and he comes out. You face him. He say, "Hi, (Y/N). What do you have that coat for?" You say, "Once-Ler." You beckon him over. He leans in. You look around and you look at him whispering, "Get this on. I'm getting you out."
He says, "What? But, my mother..." You whisper, "She's asleep right now, man. Now is the time to do this. You've got an hour in a half left to do so. Come on... please?" He looks around and he looks at you. You nod. He smiles and takes the trench coat. He gets it on. You smile. He faces you and he says, "Take me home with you."
You say, "Let's get the hell out of here now while we can. I want you with me." He says, "I want to be with you." You take his hand and he takes yours. You lead him out of the attraction while it's a perfect time.
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Carnival Monster (Once-Ler x Reader)
FanficIt's the mid 1970s. You're a young woman who goes to a carnival with your best friend. Then again, you've also heard about an urban legend in the haunted attraction there at the carnival in Ann Arbor, Michigan where you live. The haunted attraction...