I descend into the kitchen, still half-asleep, when my ears are assaulted by the sound of a heated argument. A man I don't recognize is ranting furiously, his curly blond hair shaking with agitation, while Hoyt, the sheriff of the region, tries to maintain some semblance of calm, though his efforts seem futile in the face of his partner's volubility.
The blond man, whose reddish tips add a touch of uniqueness to his hairstyle, quivers with every word he speaks, his evident frustration escalating the situation. Meanwhile, Hoyt, desperately trying to keep a grip on things, attempts to restore order in the kitchen, though his endeavor appears doomed to failure against his boyfriend's determination.
The argument takes on a comedic turn when the blond man reproaches Hoyt for making coffee with milk instead of the usual black coffee. The exchanges between the two men become increasingly absurd as they both try to assert dominance in their own way, creating a scene as hilarious as it is bewildering.
As I approach the scene, a mocking smile plays on my lips as I realize the irony of the situation. In this house where chaos seems to be the norm, even the most trivial disputes take on comedic proportions, adding a touch of absurdity to our already eventful daily lives.
And as I contemplate this surreal scene, I can't help but wonder what the rest of the day holds in store for us, aware that in this peculiar family, plot twists are never far away.
I turn around, taken aback by the argument erupting between the blond man and Hoyt. Bobby and Drayton, sitting at the other end of the table, seem equally puzzled by the scene unfolding before them.
Bobby, visibly exhausted from his restless night, appears overwhelmed by this new disturbance. His gaze betrays his bewilderment as he watches the quarrel, perhaps wondering how he could contribute to soothing the situation.
Drayton, usually composed, also seems taken aback by this sudden altercation. His face displays a mixture of irritation and helplessness, as if frustrated to see the house's tranquility once again disrupted by needless quarrels.
I feel sympathy for them, caught off guard by this new source of tension. In this family where surprises are commonplace, even moments of respite are short-lived, replaced by new crises to overcome.
I stand there, watching the scene with a certain apprehension, wondering how this argument will unfold and if we'll manage to regain some semblance of calm in this troubled house.
As the argument between the blond man and Hoyt reaches its climax, a sudden pause falls over their heated exchanges. The blond man, visibly exasperated, suddenly raises his hands in surrender, revealing a weary gaze and a hint of humor playing at the corners of his lips.
"Damn it, Hoyt, you're unbearable in the morning," he mutters, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement despite the tension of the situation. "And for the last time, my name is Jerry, your boyfriend, not 'the blond man'!"
His revelation elicits a momentary silence in the kitchen, then a burst of laughter involuntarily escapes Drayton, breaking the tense atmosphere. Even Bobby, whose expression was previously marked by concern, cracks a smile at the absurdity of the situation.
Hoyt, slightly taken aback by Jerry's teasing tone, lets out an exasperated sigh before shaking his head with a amused smile. "Alright, alright, Jerry," he finally replies, his features relaxing slightly. "I guess I'll have to watch my words in the future."
The light tone in Hoyt's voice signals the end of their morning quarrel, replaced by an atmosphere of camaraderie tinged with teasing. As Jerry and Hoyt exchange a knowing glance, I can't help but smile at this unlikely scene unfolding before me.
In this house where each day brings its share of twists and dramas, it's refreshing to see that even the most absurd disputes can end in laughter and camaraderie. And as the tension dissipates in the kitchen, we all find ourselves sharing a complicit smile, aware that in this unique family, love and humor are often the best remedies against life's tumults.
As the afternoon wears on and the tension of the morning seems to have dissipated, Chop Top brings out his radio, as if to bring a touch of lightness to the day. A familiar melody fills the room, "Yesterday Once More" by The Carpenters, transporting everyone into a gentle feeling of nostalgia.
Leatherface, Chop Top, and even Nubbins' corpse seem almost hypnotized by the music, their clumsy movements following the rhythm of the song. I smile as I watch them, realizing that even in this strange house, there's always room for joy and camaraderie.
Suddenly, a whimsical idea comes to mind. With a mix of audacity and determination, I approach Drayton and gently tug at his hand, inviting him to dance with us. He hesitates for a moment, surprised by my proposal, but eventually, he smiles and lets himself be carried away by the music.
We all find ourselves together, Drayton, Chop Top, Leatherface, and even Nubbins' corpse, clumsily twirling around the kitchen as if nothing else matters. The music fills the room, erasing worries and tensions of the day, leaving only lightness and the joy of the present moment.
In this extraordinary house, where absurdity and horror coexist every day, we find a moment of simple happiness, shared in dance and music. And as we twirl together, I realize that even amidst chaos, there's always beauty to be found, if only we take the time to look around.
After our impromptu dance, we all find ourselves breathless but happy, savoring the moment of lightness we've shared. The music slowly fades away, giving way to a soothing silence that envelops the kitchen.
Drayton, still smiling after our dance, turns to me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Who would've thought I'd ever dance with a corpse to a Carpenters song?" he quips with a laugh, breaking the silence with a note of humor.
His remark triggers a new bout of laughter from Chop Top, who brandishes Nubbins' corpse as if it were a precious trophy. "That was the best dance duo I've ever seen, bro! We should put on a show!" he exclaims enthusiastically, adding his usual touch of extravagance to the conversation.
Leatherface, more reserved but clearly delighted by our dance moment, smiles behind his skin mask, his gaze expressing silent gratitude for this moment of lightness in our dark and chaotic daily lives.
Even Bobby, whose expression was previously marked by concern, sports a shy smile, his gaze betraying a hint of amusement at our improbable spectacle. In this shared moment, we find a welcome respite, a breath of fresh air amidst the oppression of our grim reality.
As we catch our breath, a sense of camaraderie settles among us, strengthened by our shared experience. In this strange and troubled house, we form a motley crew, bound by the unbreakable ties of family and survival.
And though the future remains uncertain and fraught with challenges, we know that as long as we stay united, we can face the trials that lie ahead. For in the darkness of our existence, there's always a glimmer of hope, a spark of
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Lacey (ENGLISH versions)
Horror"Immersed in a whirlwind of enigmas and mysteries, I suddenly find myself abandoned at my grandfather's without the slightest explanation from my parents. In this gloomy house, I encounter Drayton, Leatherface, and Nubbins, family members whose exis...
