Coraline 2: Beldams Revenge

She Finds Out

Mavis woke up the next morning, nestled in her soft blankets. She stared at the ceiling of her bedroom for a second, sighed, then slipped on her house shoes as she stood. "Mom!" Mavis shouted as she trudged down the stairs, curious where her mother was.

"In here!" Coraline yelled from the kitchen. Mavis ran into the kitchen, and as soon as she made her way into the room she smiled. The smell of her favorite breakfast hit her like a tidal wave. French toast with cinnamon, bacon, and warm syrup. 

"Wow, you're cooking?" Mavis laughed as she opened the fridge and grabbed the coffee creamer. 

"Well, I finally finished unpacking last night, so I thought why not?" Coraline smiled and grabbed a coffee cup.

"That's good thanks." Mavis took the glass from her mother. She poured in the coffee slowly, and watched the steam rise. Mavis always loved the smell of a fresh, hot glass of coffee.

"So any plans today?" Coraline sat the small plates of food in the center of the table. 

"Hmm.." Mavis poured sugar and creamer in the glass. She watched the creamer slowly cloud, making the darkness turn light. "Nope."

"I told Wybie we would come over and visit, if you don't mind that is." Coraline smiled as she put food on her plate. Mavis stirred her coffee, and looked at her mind. 

"No, I don't mind. He's pretty cool." She smiled and made her plate.

"That's great Mavis. It's nice to know you like at least one of my friends." They both laughed as they ate. They sat their dirty dishes in the sink, and went upstairs to change. After they finished getting ready, they both walked outside. Once they reached Wybie's Coraline knocked. 

"Coming!" Wybie yelled as he ran to the door. When he opened it he looked at the girls and smiled. "Oh hey guys! Come on in." He moved to the side as they waked in, then closed the door behind them. 

"How's you're morning Wybie?" Coraline asked as she and Mavis sat on the couch. 

"It's alright. Just looking for something." Wybie bit his lip. He couldn't remember where the doll was. He knew he couldn't let Coraline or Mavis see it. 

"Would you like some help?" Mavis smiled. 

"No that's okay. Thank you Mavis, but it's probably just in my room. It's not that important." He lied as he sat in a chair across from them. "But what about you two? How's your's?" He forced a smile to form across his face. 

"Great! We finally finished unpacking. It feels so nice to be back here surprisingly. Just knowing I live by people I knew and felt so close to when I was young makes me feel so comfortable." Coraline smiled. "And Mavis seems to be taking a liking. Better than I thought she would."

"That's great!" Wybie grinned. "Mavis you should have seen how your mom was when she first lived here. She hated it, said it was too boring. But I don't see how when she had me here. We all know I'm just that cool." They all laughed a little and Mavis smiled. 

"I've been told I don't always have an attitude like mom had." 

"I can already tell." Wybie spoke smiling. 

"Well she should be glad. I can't tell you how many times my mouth got me into trouble." Coraline laughed. "Hey Mavis, I have an idea. Get a bucket and go pick some apples. We can make a pie tonight." Mavis nodded, smiled at her mother, and ran outside. 

"I still can't believe that she looks so much like you." Wybie laughed softly. 

"I know. Mom and Dad were pretty shocked too. They thought she would look like her dad." Coraline smiled. "Hey can I use your bathroom?" Wybie nodded. 

"Go to the hall. Second door on the left." 

"Thank you." She stood up and walked in the hall. She looked in each room as she made her way to the bathroom. Until she saw it. There in a bed room, sitting on the bed, was the doll. She stopped. It felt as if her heart was no longer beating. Although so much happened between her and the "other mother" she knew it wasn't for her. She shook her head. She didn't want to believe it. She knew why  it was there. Mavis. 

She grabbed the doll and went into the living room. "Wybie!" She threw it down. He looked at Coraline, then at the doll, then finally back at Coraline. "Why is this here? This isn't funny!" 

"It's not a joke!" Wybie stood  then sighed. "I didn't want to tell you. I'm so sorry, because I know I should have, but I couldn't bring myself to it." 

"When did you get it Wybie?" She was growing more and more furious bu the minute. 

"What?" 

"When did you get it!?" 

"Oh," Wybie sighed a little. "Yesterday. When you were here and the 'mailman' knocked."

"The 'mailman' Wybie," Coraline approached him slowly. "What do you mean by that exactly?" 

"It wasn't a mailman.. It was Mr. Bobinsky. He had it. He brought it to me." Wybie looked down nervously. Just like he always did when young. Coraline shook her head and went to the door. "Where are you going?!" 

"I'm getting my daughter and we're leaving. We are not spending one more night in that house!" Coraline yelled and ran out the door. 

"Coraline! Wait!" Wybie screamed following her. Although one thought occurred in his mind. He left the doll sitting in the floor. Where it saw the entire thing.