Tricksters, Demons, and Trolls, oh-fucking-my.

Chapter 2

When they got back into the old middle school, grabbing a few small items (based on how many people were here, they wouldn't need them much longer when the zombies attacked) and people they could actually stand to be around.

Their group now consisted of [redacted], Gage, Bree, Dirk, Dave, Kanaya, Rose, John, Jake. Jade, Taye, Kaylee, and Breeze. 13 people. Not too big. Everyone was laughing and smiling, talking about nonsense, when [redacted] stopped. They were halfway back to the safe house, on the side of the road by a group of trees.

His face darkened in a matter of seconds. "Everyone, up the trees now. Get as high as you can and stay quiet." Everyone did as told. Dave and Dirk helped everyone up before climbing themselves, followed by [redacted], who wouldn't let anyone be closer to the ground then he was, the heartless bastered.

They sat there for 15 minutes of solid silence before Breeze spoke up, confused. "Why are we in a tre-" "SH!" [redacted] glared up at his friend. "You'll see."

Right on cue, a strange giggling sound was heard, and little boy ran down the middle of the road. He had bright pink hair with gumdrops in it, and his cloths looked like a rainbow puked on him. There were pink swirls on his cheeks and hands that seemed to pulse with a very faint light every few seconds as the little boy ran... straight towards the old middle school.

Dave narrowed his eyes. Where there was one... there were probably more.

The sound of mad laughter rang through the air as more of the colorful beings ran through the road, heading in the same direction as the little boy. There were boys, girls, trolls, all looking like candy as they raced to the old building.

Once the oh-so-colorful crowd passed, everyone got to the ground as quietly as possible. "Alright. Stay close, weapons at the ready at all times. Quiet as possible, and stay with your partner." [redacted] snapped. Taye and Kaylee were holding hands, weapons in the other as they stuck close. Dirk and Jake were partners, Dave with John, Roxy with Bree, Rose with Kanaya, Gage with Jade and Breeze while [redacted] stayed at the edge of the group on her own.

They began walking again, cautious. They only met 3 or four tricksters, one of which got suspiciously close to Taye but was killed off with the others. The bodies were left to rot, and the group made it back into the house. 10 minutes passed when [redacted] finally stood up, grabbing a bag and putting in first aid supplies and a few water bottles, along with knives, a gun, and some ammo.

Jake looked up at him. "What are you doing?" "I'm going back. As much as I hate those assholes, they don't deserve to be one of those things," [redacted] said, glancing at them. "That's a very unwise choice, my dear," Kanaya said, holding onto Roses hand. Her brightly colored horns looked like big candy corn or something. Very, very disfigured candy corn.

"Besides, the doors already locked up tight so nothing can get in or out, and it takes a few minutes to lock again. If you DID find people, then you might bring zombies back with you." Rose added on. [redacted] was silent before he set the bag down gently and turned to face the group, his face in an angry glare. "They're called Tricksters." he snapped before storming out of the house, and the garage door could be heard slamming as [redacted] hid out in the steel building.

Gage shook his head. "Well, i'm fucking hungry." John looked at the curly haired boy, eyes wide. "How are you hungry after that?" Gage laughed, smiling. "I'm fat. I'm always hungry." "Your not fat, idiot," Bree laughed, following him into the kitchen with Breeze.

In the dining room, Taye could be heard whispering calming words to his girlfriend- they both sounded like they were crying, so no one bothered them.

Jake was half asleep, head on Dirk's lap as the two boys dozed. Dave was sprawled on the floor, John a few feet away, while Rose and Kanaya snuggle on a couch. Jade was sitting on a chair, and despite being more dog-like, she was petting the black cat names Lucifer, who was purring. Taye and Kaylee came in, falling asleep on a couch.

Gage, Bree, and Breeze came back in after eating and snatched some beanbag chairs, falling asleep.

Outside, [redacted] was sitting on the roof of the house, watching the school lights in the distance. It wasn't far from the house, but if the Tricksters hadn't already tried attacking it, they probably wouldn't come back. You could hear the colorful, zombie like creatures pounding on the door and outside of the old school from here, their laughing faintly echoing through the air- and then the screaming started.

A faint, metallic 'thump' was heard, and the screams started pouring into the night air as the tricksters attacked the people inside, and [redacted] couldn't do anything. It was kinda funny. That place and the people inside had taunted him, jabbing at him for his sexuality, for what he looked like, what he liked. 'They drove them away, and I don't even know if theyre alive,' [redacted] thought, biting his lip as he kept watch, listening to the screams and mad laughter coming from the place that had once been his own hell. Now, most of the people he hated were turning into those candy freaks. Those Tricksters.

[redacted] felt slightly awful. It didn't matter how much he hated them. They were other living, breathing beings. 'I should have helped them. I should've gone back and-' his though was cut off as a loud scream and laughter was heard, and a huge smile crept on his face as his black-dyed hair flickered baby blue, before turning pink, then green, then yellow, before he shook her head, confused, and his hair returned to normal.

It was dawn by the time all the screams stopped, and the laughter was growing fainter, meaning the Tricksters were getting further away- and hopefully outta town- so [redacted] headed inside, not surprised to see everyone passed out on the first floor.

he couldn't help but smile. he'd kept a few people alive, and for now, they accepted him and his friends. That's all that mattered right now, and that made him smile as [redacted] went upstairs and into his room. No one else was allowed to come upstairs unless he gave them permission, and so far, no one had broken that rule. Not in six months.

After closing his door, [redacted] flopped on his bed, deciding to try and get some sleep. As he felt himself drifting away, a small giggle escaped his lips and his hair flashed like the rainbow before returning to normal and he drifted into his dreamland, which was now filled with nightmares.

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Hey, guys! I know, I know, I'm an asshole, deal with it. I was reading a Zombiestuck fanfic earlier, and Idk what I was reading,  but I remembered something  about the zombies being kinda like Tricksters, only they had candy insides or some shit, so yea. This happened.

Once again, thanks to erwinsmith0845 for letting me bother you and drag you into shit like this. Also, your not fat. So stop calling yourself fat. That's fucking right. I remember.  Fight me about it.

And, of course, thank all of you for taking the time to read my bullshit writing.

I don't own the music. Like fucking ever. So yea, idk if ill remember to keep saying I don't own it.

Btw, idk how often updates will happen. I had a brain rush and had to write it down, so yea. Ummm..... we had a little DirkJake goin on there, huh? And a little ship in my friends got involved, I guess... ima just, go, then... XD

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