Stuffed Animal Horror

Chapter 10

Toronto victim's house, early morning:

Against the dim sky, three figures stood on the windowsill, ready to jump off. Right before they jumped, each figured turned around and smiled evilly. 

"Who are they?", questioned Cashew.

"I don't know, but I don't think they're good news for us.”, responded Googles.

Since the job was already done, the stuffed animals sent another email to the other stuffed animals of the world. Nobody replied.

“That’s weird. Usually, they reply almost immediately.”, mentioned Daisy.

“Yes, there is definitely something not right.”, said Googles.

The stuffed animals crept out of the victim’s house. They went back to the Camry and drove away with no destination in mind, pondering the situation. Out of the blue, an email showed up on the smartphone. It said:

Dear Cashew, Googles and Daisy,

We have good news for you! You can now retire as we have found replacements for you guys. They are almost better in every regard. That means the three of you are now obselete. 

Have a nice day,

The other stuffed animals

"What the heck? What are we supposed to do now? Go to Florida and suntan at the beach?", burst Daisy. "Actually, that's not too bad."

"Florida it is then.", agreed Googles.

Googles took the next exit, and turned south. Police sirens came on behind them.

"Darn it! How do they find stolen cars so easily?", asked Daisy.

The Camry sped up with a muted roar coming from the firewall. The cops followed not too far behind. It was time to do something crazy.

Googles turned the Camry to the right. It went straight to the exit for Mavis Road. The tires smoked as the Camry took a fast corner onto the street. The stuffed animals cruised down the block, and then drifted into a community. 

Bouncing uncontrollably, the Toyota drove over the curb onto the lawn of a house. Right after that, it crashed straight through the brick wall of the home. A woman screamed to the sight of a car crashing into her kitchen, dropping her cookies into the oven. Googles took a baseball bat, and hit her. 

"Get the keys for the car!", barked Googles.

Cashew snatched the keys to a Ford Explorer XLT off the valet hook.

Daisy cleared the door of the Red Candy Tinted Clearcoat Explorer. The stuffed animals sprung inside. Googles turned the ignition while Cashew got to the gas pedal. Daisy took her place as co-pilot.

Police cars showed up just as the Explorer screeched out of the driveway.  The woman slept on the kitchen floor, her cookies burning in the oven.

The stuffed animals prepares themselves for a long drive ahead.

***

Jacksonville, Florida, evening:

"Are we there yet?", inquired Cashew. "I'm kind of bored after sitting here beside the gas pedal for three days."

"Don't worry, we only have another few hours to go.", Daisy answered from above.

Cashew groaned audibly. 

The sun set slowly while the landscape turned from small city to swamp. The stuffed animals continue to head to Miami.

Daisy randomly looked up and saw something truly amazing. There were trillions of stars littered across the sky, twinkling like individual jewels.

On top of that, fog had started to set in, creating a magical feel. 

"Why, aren't we lucky to see this sight-",  said Daisy dreamily.

WEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!!! WEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR!!!

"-and have the police ruin it?"

Cashew punched the gas pedal. 

***

Author's Note:

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays if you don't celebrate it!

The car of the upload is the Ford Explorer. In the recent redesign, it swapped the old truck platform to a car platform that dates back to the first generation Volvo S80. Anyways, it's a relatively refined, if not boring vehicle. Interior space is also small compared to it's exterior mass. At least the materials are high quality.

The trivia question is: What does "DNA" stand for?

I think my chapters are getting more boring by the chapter. This chapter didn't even make much sense at all.

That's why I wanted to end the story right now to prevent from uploading chapters that are even worse. Do you know how close I came to ending this story right then? I even wrote "The end". Then I decided that would let down my fans (which I have three) so I backspaced what would have been the ending. Besides, it's Christmas Day today. I have plenty of time to end the story afterwards.

Oh well. I have to go to a party now.

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