Random DHMIS fanfics

Fix it

(Idea from EmmSau96400 )

Cece blinked once, glancing around the room. She hardly remembered what happened, and neither did her friends. She frowned.

This always happens.. she thought to herself. She paced around the room, hands held behind her back.

The only thing she did know, was that whenever this happened, someone would die, get hurt badly, or get traumatized.

Cece and her friends were the same as the other objects in this house. Cece was a spinach can, Steve was a steak, Tanner was a loaf of bread and Fred was a fridge. The group were actually very friendly, almost harmless, though they had something that set them apart from the other objects.

They taught against their will.

Cece's uncle, Borris, sort of had this strange way of making them do things. Borris, was a giant can. He was sometimes the one to do the really gruesome stuff, but mostly he'd make the others do it.

This time, two kids had been around. Two kids. Borris didnt care the age of the victims, but the others did. The others never wanted to hurt anyone in the first place, but Borris always made it happen somehow.. The others didnt know how. Mind control? Possibly.

Even though Cece didnt remember much, she did know who had died. She could just tell. The evidence was on the table. Other than the guts that hadent been force fed to the yellow one (Which was another piece of evidence about who had died), there were cans with a green bird on it. The other kid, the older one had green hair.

Now that yellow child with the blue hair was all alone. He looked so young, 10 years old maybe. Without anyone, he wouldn't stand a chance to the other objects that were meant to torment him.. Especially since he must be scarred from this experience. She and the others had to fix this somehow..

She wasnt sure if she'd ever be able to bring the young ones friend back, but she gave it some thought. From what she knew, Cece had healing powers, but she wasnt sure if she'd ever be able to bring someone back to life by that. She could probably only heal the injuries, not bring anyone back fro the dead. She wasnt sure what the others could do. She knew that there was a clock in the house somewhere. Maybe he had the power to bring people back from the dead or something. The only problem with that though, was that she had heard that the clock had a short temper, and wasnt very nice to anyone. If he wasnt nice to anyone, why should he help bring the green haired one back?

Maybe it was worth a shot. She glanced over at her friends. Steve and Fred were trying to clean up the mess on the table, and Tanner, was cowering in the corner, shivering. He looked terrified. Tanner was the youngest of them all, and these experiences were always horrible for him. Tanner was 14, Cece was 16, and she didn't know how old Steve or Fred were. They were just like older siblings, or parents to the two. They always comforted Tanner and Cece, and Cece appreciated having Fred and Steve around.

Cece started to make her way out of the kitchen, but was stopped.

"Cece, where on earth are you going?" Asked a soft voice.

Cece frowned and spun back around.

"Steve.. I was just going to go and.. Meet the others..? I want to make a good first impression." Cece lied.

Steve stared at her for a second before sighing softly, nodding.

"Alright.. Be careful though.. I dont want you getting yourself in any trouble, or hurt, alright?" He said.

Cece nodded in acknowledgement and turned back around, leaving the room.

Okay... Who looks like a clock.. she thought to herself, looking around the house.