Lavender - A Spooky Month AU Fanfiction.

Deadly Smiles - Part 2

"Okay, I am back! Sorry for going away.." Susie spoke with a huff, sitting and shuffling in her chair as she moved her headphones back over her ears. The chat was rampant with different messages on-screen, and a simple sketch of a muscular but humanoid demon was next to the chat. Susie was hoping that she'd have a peaceful stream for tonight, or would at least not be interrupted by her younger brother and his friend,

She spoke into the microphone, moving her hand to the mouse. "Okay, so I like to start my art like.."

She paused. She slowly looked off to the side. In the corner was a small figure, not facing her and turned toward one of the shelves. With a bright orange mask, and.. she growled, her lips turning into a snarl as she forced herself up from her chair.

"You brats!" She cried as another smaller figure—her brother's friend, began to run off toward the door of her room. "Get over here!"

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Skid and Pump found themself being quickly shoved out of the room, their small bodies hitting the floor. The door slammed shut with a harsh thud behind them, and they sat still in silence. But their smiles quickly returned as Pump eagerly lifted a box of crayons in his hands.

"Now we can draw!" He grinned.

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Mr. Wonder slept soundly, snoring as his head was lowered. The peaceful ambience of the TV filled the room, and he heard muffled chattering echoing from it as his chest heaved in and out with a few soft breaths. He could feel the cold conditioning of the house enveloping him as if it were a blanket, and his lips were curled into a tired frown.

As he slept, he.. could have sworn he felt something. At least in his foggy state of being half-asleep that was what he swore. From behind the chair or something, there was a harsh thudding motion. A harsh but clear noise of noise had been coming from behind the couch as well. It was probably only a dream, but it felt pretty real.

In his foggy state of mind though, he felt the stabbing come to a stop, and a child's voice spoke from behind. "Ah! There you are! Come on! We're drawing together!"

..and then, there was the faint sound of something brushing against the floor, slowly getting farther and farther away. As if it were being dragged.

And then he felt a heavy feeling in his lower body. A groan escaped his lips, and he forced his eyes open as he lifted himself up from the chair. "..d'oh, I pooped again.. ugh.." He murmured different things as his exhausted legs began to meet the ground, and he let his hand rub his back. He began to walk toward the direction of the bathroom in silence.

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"So, me first!"

Skid proudly exclaimed as he held up the paper he had drawn upon. He could see Pump happily staring from beside him, while Happy Fella only sat with the same blank grin he always did.

"I drew Moloch possessing all of us!" Skid smiled. On the drawing, he.. well, he drew it exactly as he he had described it. It was a poorly-drawn art-piece of him, Pump and Happy Fella with golden eyes and sharp teeth sprouting out from their mouths—along with horns sprouting out from their heads.

Skid stared, and gave a soft sigh—his mind growing a bit heavy the more he thought about Moloch. "..I miss him."

"Well—" Pump spoke, lifting up his own paper. On the paper, there was a drawing of him, Skid and Happy Fella all wrapped in tentacles with their eyes colored into a bright cyan—with Eyes looking down upon them. "I drew Eyes sucking our souls!"

Skid giggled, "That would be scary!" He looked over at Happy Fella with a cock of his head. "What about you, Happy Fella?"

Happy Fella didn't make a sound. After a few moments of silence, Pump spoke up—letting his hand reach foward to the drawing he had made. Pulling it closer to both Skid and himself, he said, "Oh, come on! Let us see it!"