TBP oneshots - Brance/rinney/briffin

Scream-Brance

I have no clue what kind of fabrication this is but anyway I just finished watching all the scary movies and had this lovely idea for a Brance fic
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The phone starts it's startling ring as Albert (the grabber) was sitting on his couch watching TV. It takes the phone a few rings before he realized it was ringing. He must've been very infatuated with what the current channel was playing that night. He walks over to the phone preparing his 'phone voice' for whoever is calling.

"Hello?" He says in a happy voice waiting for the response of the caller. "Is this 303-458-8437?" The caller had a deep voice it was almost scary but Albert only gives out a relived sigh. Wrong number. "No you've got the wrong number" the line is quiet for a second "oh" the caller hangs up abruptly Albert doesn't care he just wants to go back to the television and beer.

On his way back to the couch the phone rings again. Albert looks at it confused. He doesn't question it though, he only walks back and picks it up using the same tone of voice he did the last time.

"Hello?" Al grimaces at the repetitive tone he used. It echoed inside his mind until the caller answer. "Sorry for dialing you" he couldn't believe. This random guy was interrupting a peaceful night with the most random things. "You're forgiven just don't call here again-" before he could hang up "wait, I wanna talk to you" the man is starting to disgust Albert. "Why would you wanna talk to me?" "I'm lonely" Albert let's put an audible groan in annoyance. "The have 900 numbers for that" Albert hangs up.

The house was quiet except for the TV for awhile. Albert, getting quite hungry, decides to ho make a snack, maybe some stovetop popcorn. He sets up the popcorn package on the burner and leans against the counter waiting for it to pop. The phone rings.

"Hello" he doesn't use his happy voice, instead an annoyed voice is heard. "Talk to me" the audacity "I told you not to call here!" Albert was clearly upset with this dude. "I wanna get to know you" Albert starts to consider this dude might actually have no friends. Maybe he was slow. Or mentally ill. He decides to just talk to him.

The caller must've heard the popcorn in the back because he says "what's that noise?" Was he dumb? "It's popcorn, I'm watching TV" the annoyance was somewhat gone but he could still be heard. "What are you watching?" To Al these questions seemed personal but they weren't "some horror movie"

Albert didn't actually like horror he was only watching it because the only other channel he had was playing MTV and he hated MTV with all his life.

"Oh, what's your favorite horror movie?" Al didn't know, he has no knowledge of horror movies.

"The one with the dude in the white mask who stalks the babysitter I guess" he says, he only had a few memories of that movie. Al thought it sucked. "Halloween" the caller says in a scary voice. "I guess" the line was quiet for a second "so... you got a wife?" That crossed a line for Albert "why do you want to know all this" he asks "you agreed to getting to know each other. These are just basic questions.." Albert is starting to hate this guy. "No I dont"

Albert is a divorcee LMAOOOOO

"Y'know you never told me your name" know that was very personal to Al. "Why do you wanna know?" "So I know who I'm looking at" Albert froze then hung up the phone. He contemplated dialing 911, but he couldn't risk the cop, not with the guest he has staying in the basement.

The phone rings once more. M he picks up "what do you want?" "You forgot to lock your door" Albert hangs up. He runs to the front door to see it wide open. He looks around frantically. He grabs a bat from the living room. The phone rings  once again

"What do you want asshole?!" He screams "shut up you fat pig. Don't hang up on me again or I'll shred you limbs into pieces and send them evenly to your entire family." Alberts breathing slows "is this some kind of joke?" "It's more like a game" Albert checks all the locks in his house a second time. He looks through the window of his front door

"Can you see me?" The caller laughs. Albert looks around frantically. "What do you want from me?!" Albert is now audibly freaked out by the caller. "To see what your insides look like" Albert hangs up.

Suddenly there's a knock at the door. "Who's there? Who's there?!" He yells out. There's no answer.

Al picks up the phone. Though he didn't want to risk it his life was in the line. "I'm calling the cops!?" Before he could dial the number the phone rings again. Albert begins to let some tears shed. He answers the call.

"How stupid do you have to be to yell out 'who's there?' Haven't you watched horror movies?" Albert did like that. "Listen ass face, I've got a big ass dog. He's big and he's got sharp teeth and he'll rip you to shreds!" Albert thought that would at least spook him a little "I'm getting scared" the caller says in a sarcastic tone. "Why don't you turn on the porch lights?.

Albert was hesitant to walk over to the door, but he does anyway. When the light flickers on it reveals his dog with a tight muzzle on its side with his legs tied together. Albert covers is mouth and his eyes widen at the sight.

"Why don't we make a deal?" What an appealing request. "If you play a game with me, and win, I'll leave you and your dog and your basement guest alone." Albert once again widens his eyes. How did he know about the boy? "What kind of game?" He asks. He was good at games. "Just answer some questions"  he says. Easy enough.

"What's the name of the killer in Halloween... come one it's your favorite movie remember?"
"I..i don't know.."
"Come on"
"Uh... micheal! It's micheal!"
"Yes! Good job. Ready for the next"
"No please, just leave us alone"
"But your doing so well... name the killer in Friday the 13th"
"Jason! Jason.."
"Wrong! Everyone knows it was Jason's mother who originally killed!"
"What?! No!"
"Luckily for you there's a bonus round.."
"Please stop"
"Am I.. in your house"
"No"
"Wrong"

Albert freaks and hangs up the phone running from the spot he was in. He turns the corner in his living room and spots a tall man standing in a long black robe with a white mask with its mouth hung wide open. It was a stomach twisting mask. Al runs the other direction.

He runs towards the kitchen only to bump into a second man in a robe only this time a tad shorter.   The man in the robe stabs his stomach. Albert gasps at the sudden sting in his abdomen. He runs away stumbling. He runs for the front door and swings it open but before he could go anywhere, the taller man appears in front of him and stabs his chest violently.

The two men drag him back into the house and place a note on him and place their knives back into the stabs wounds. The note states his reasoning for suicide. They open the basement door signaling for the boy to come out, they leave before he could see him.

The men arrive at a house and walk in heading up the stairs quietly to a bedroom in the back of the hallway.

They remove the masks taking deep breaths and reveal to themselves as Bruce Yamada and Vance Hopper.

"That was fun" Vance says and kisses Bruce softly. Bruce smiles and nods in agreement