Goosebumps: Double-Trouble (Snappy x Reader) {COMPLETE}

Chapter 11

He hurried over to us. "Are you all okay? You didn't get hurt?" He asks. "We're okay," I said. "Just a little shaken," Luke said. Kelly rubbed her cheek. "My face feels sunburned."... "Oh, thank goodness," Dad said. He wrapped the three of us in a hug. Then he pulled out his phone. "Let me call 911. Get the fire department out here before the fire spreads."... I waited until he stopped talking and tucked the phone back into his pocket. Boards crackled as a section of the burning rafters collapsed.

I took a deep breath. "Dad, I know you won't believe us," Luke said. "But we didn't blow up the garage. The dummies" Luke says. He raised a hand to silence me. "No, Dad," Luke protested. "You've got to let us talk. The dummies knocked over the tank and caused the explosion." Luke says. He still had his hand raised. "I know," he said. All four of us cried out. "What did you say?" Kelly demanded. "I know the dummies did it," Dad said. We stared at him. I let out a long sigh of relief. "I decided to follow you home," Dad explained. 

"I was worried about you because of all that crazy dummy talk. I thought you three were living in some kind of fantasy world. When I got here, I saw the dummies fighting."... I gasped. "You saw them?" I ask. Dad nodded. "So..." He rubbed his beard. "So I realized I'd been wrong. I'd been acting like a jerk. I should have believed you kids right from the beginning."... I heard sirens in the distance. The fire trucks were on the way. 

"I saw the dummies wrestling and trying to kill each other," Dad continued, speaking softly. "I was too much in shock to try and stop them. And I never dreamed their fight would end up blowing our garage to pieces."... "We tried to tell you" Jamal insisted. Dad nodded. "I know. I owe you kids a million apologies. I really do." His expression brightened. "But don't worry. I'm going to take care of these two evil dummies right now."...

"One of them was blown away in the explosion," Luke said. Dad nodded again. "I know. I saw him go. Good riddance. And now I'm going to get rid of this one, too." Dad says. He reached down and lifted the dummy off the grass. "Dad what are you going to do?" Luke asked. "Toss him in the fire," Dad said, taking a few steps toward the crackling flames at the back wall. "But you said the dummies are valuable," Kelly said. Dad raised the dummy in front of him. "I don't care. They're not as valuable as believing in my kids. Say good-bye to this evil thing."... 

He raised the dummy above his head and started to heave it into the flames. "No-Dad!" I cried, grabbing his arm. "Wait!" I screamed. Dad hesitated with the dummy raised in the air. "(Y/n)? What's your problem?" He asks. "One of the dummies is good," I explained. "The one named Snappy is the good one. He's always trying to get his brother Slappy to be nice." I state. "(Y/n) is right," Kelly chimed in. "If this dummy is Snappy, Dad, you don't have to destroy him. It's Slappy who is the evil one." Luke says. 

Dad lowered the dummy in front of him. "Are you sure?" He asks. "Yes, Dad. I'm sure. Really. You can believe us." I state.  Dad turned the dummy around in his hands and studied it. "Well, how can you tell? They're identical. How can you tell one from the other?" Dad asks. "It's easy," Jamal spoke up. "Slappy, the evil one, has brown eyes. The good twin has green eyes." Jamal says. 

All three of us turned to study the dummy's eyes. Green. I hugged him. "This is Snappy," I told my dad. "You don't have to burn him. He's okay. He's the good one." I state. Dad squinted at the dummy. "Well..."... Fire trucks roared to a stop at the bottom of our driveway. The sirens all wailed their shrill warning, making birds fly up from all the trees. Black- uniformed firefighters in boots and long rubber slickers came leaping off the trucks.