2 weeks after Princess Charlie Morningstar and her friends and family rebuilt her Hotel, she and an unusual group consisting of Overlords, Imps and Succubi, are invited to the trial of the High Seraphim by Lucifer's siblings: The Archangels of Heave...
Which is usually the norm for people who assume that's what English weather is. But focusing on the main topic, Scanty and Kneesocks were walking down an old street talking about what their Master had assigned them to.
Scanty: Dear sister, remind me again why we're in the filthy wet streets of this ancient civilisation?!
Kneesocks: Well firstly, it's just an old town near London, and second, Master wanted us to go to a specific cinema to collect a movie for tonight. *points ahead* Look, we're coming up to it now.
The elder Daemon Sister looked to where her sister was pointing and gazed upon a rundown cinema called, "The Squeam Screen".
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Scanty: "The Squeam Screen"?
(Ignore Uncle Grizzly)
As soon as she read that, a flash of lightning lit up the sign and the interior, making the girls jump. But they carried on. Once they came close to the doors, they opened on their own and an ebony hand beckoned them in.
Kneesocks: Ummm.... Hello?! We are here to procure a motion picture for our Master, The Puppet Master?
A side door in the wall slid open as a ghostly wail accompanied it. Ignoring the bugs on the floor, they walked through a damp side hallway filled with bats, and found themselves in the projectors room.
Scanty: Wow. *scanning the room* What a shoddy upkeep.
She walks towards a stack of movie reels and takes one from the middle. She walks away to her sister as the destabilised stack crashed all over the floor.
Kneesocks meanwhile found a few buckets of what was supposed to be popcorn, but were actually worms, beetles, slugs and flies, thoroughly disgusting her, before she got curious and tried a beetle. CRUNCH!
Kneesocks: *shudders in disgust* UGH! Let's just get the fuck out of here before any other creepy shit happens!
Unfortunately, that just summoned Murphy.
The door slammed while the lights went out, leaving only the Daemon Sisters' eyes visible.
Scanty: *Annoyed* You had to say it.
Footsteps crept up on the girls, but then they stopped. Suddenly...
???: *clamps a hand on each of their shoulders* BOO!!
S & K: AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
The lights came back on, and revealed that the one who just scared the demonic duo, and currently laughing his removable head off, was a tall, bald, ebony man, with a curved point nose, brown, bloodshot eyes, and torn at the cuffs clothing.
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Scanty caught her breath first and asked the million pound question.
Scanty: Who, the FUCK ARE YOU?!?
???: Well! Everyone around the neighbourhood calls me "The Storyteller". But my nephew knows me as his Freaky Uncle Grizzly.
Scanty: *blinks* Freaky? Uncle? Grizzly?
Uncle Grizzly: Yes. Is he having fun with Spindleshanks?
Scanty: Y-... yes. We're here to find something for Movie Night, only we didn't expect anyone to live here.
Uncle Grizzly: Huh. *shrugs* No one does, really. I'm essentially a folk tale. *snatches the reel from Scanty* What have you got there anyway? *opens it* ....*deadpans* This is Porky's. -_-
Scanty: ! Oops...
Kneesocks: ... Do ummm. Do you have Ghostbusters, by any chance?
Turns out he did, and most of the Hotel Crew hadn't seen it, so when they watched it, some reacted with laughter at Bill Murray's bravado and snark, others were terrified of the Demon Dogs, and Cherri was delighted that her favourite movie was playing. All the while they watched a classic and ate PROPER popcorn.
Scanty: *to Nightmarionne* So, he's essentially a shape-shifting demon? And he just stays in that cinema?
Nightmarionne: Most of the time. When he goes out, he only needs to turn his head into whatever scares the shit out of you the most. Or with the most comedic timing.
Kneesocks: Really? How?
Nightmarionne: Like this: Hey Al! Look over there!
Despite despising Nightmarionne, he obeys and sees Uncle Grizzly in a mirror, suddenly his head transforms into a fearsome wolf that barks with Dino-like roars, making the Radio Demon freeze in fear as he falls backwards. Meanwhile, Nightmarionne laughs boisterously at the display.
Alastor: *thoughts* Ugh. This is why I hate Shocktober.
And that's the end of the short! Sorry it may be later than others, but I was a bit preoccupied today, and I have some stuff going on. I also forgot to mention this in other shorts but no art or media in this belongs to me, and Happy 16th Birthday Annoying Orange! As well as a Happy 20th Anniversary, Little Einsteins! You both are media icons in your own right and I can't wait for Halloween this year! Until then... Laters!
