Coraline 2: Beldams Revenge

Memories

"It's been so long. It's so nice to see you again Wybie." She turned and looked at him. She couldn't believe how different he was. It seemed just like yesterday he was saving her from the Beldam. She sat on his couch and looked at him, "I have so much to tell you."

Coraline sat followed Wybie through his house until they reached his living room "Would you like anything to drink?" he turned and asked her as she was sitting down on one of his couches. 

"Water please" Coraline smiled up at him, he nodded and headed off to his kitchen, she stared at him walking off "He definitely has become more manly since the last time I saw him " She thought to herself.

Coraline smiled thinking back to the shy, awkward boy who hunted slugs and was curious about the inside of the Pink Palace. No, this was a man she saw and she quite frankly enjoyed the sight. When Wybie returned he sat on the love-seat across from her and started off. "So why did you come back?"
Coraline shifted on the couched and sighed, 

"As you already know Mrs. Forcible died and Mrs. Spink needed someone extra help." Wybie nodded Mrs. Spink never really came to him for anything, because she never trusted him for some odd reason. 

"I see, and how does Mavis like it here?" Coraline chuckled.

"I figure she is taking it the same way i did when I first moved here....Boring"

Wybie laughed. "Well yeah, there is nothing really to do here unless you go around picking poison oak, acting like its a magical stick." Coraline glared at the man and punched in in the arm.

"Hey, at least I don't wear creepy masks and hunt slugs." She made a fake vomiting face, but it quickly fell when they heard a shouting outside Wybie's door.

"Let me get that." He walked to the door and looked out the peephole to see someone he hasn't seen in a long time. He swung the door open, "Mr. Bobinsky?!?" He asked while looking at the older man in a mobile wheelchair. He had visibly aged since he had last saw him. His once dark mustache and eyebrows where grey, and had age spots littering his skin. Wybie forced a smile, "How are you?" He asked in a semi-loud voice. Mr. Bobinsky rolled his eyes, 

"I may be old but I'm not deaf you twit, I came to drop something off! My mice said you left it for me, but I think they are lying so I came to ask you." Mr. Bobinsky pulled out a lump covered in old newspaper and unwrapped it; Wybie gasped realizing that it was an exact replica of Coraline's daughter. "Doesn't this strange doll remind you of Caroline?" Mr. Bobinsky inquired.

"Yes, but you need to leave this instant. I'm sorry Mr. Bobinsky!!" And with that, he closed the door, and leaned back to see Coraline on her phone scrolling aimlessly. "Hey, I gotta go to the bathroom real quick alright?" He asked edging towards it anyway.

"Yeah, go ahead! But who was that?" Coraline asked tilting her head.

"It was the mail man, nobody important." Wybie waved her off and scurried to the bathroom.

"This is bad, very bad" He murmured, staring at the creepy doll. Wybie was startled out of his confusion when Coraline knocked on the wooden door,

"Hey is it alright if I head back? Mavis called and is wanting to go out and eat.." She trailed off.

"Yeah that's fine! See you tomorrow?" He laughed nervously 

"Yeah, tomorrow sounds fine! Bye Wybie!"

A/N: ALRIGHT SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG  TO UPDATE, HALF OF THE TIME I WAS DOING THINGS AND THE OTHER HALF I WAS JUST BEING REALLY LAZY & I did not check for grammar mistakes. So forgive me if there are any..