The Spooky Kids (Marilyn Manson Fanfiction)

Bradley Mark Stewart

Stephen's POV
It was bright, the birds were loud, and it was too early. The commotion going on outside of the guest bedroom was driving me nuts. I rolled out of bed drunk on sleep. "I hate mornings," I said. I wonder why she took us in. I tried to walk out of the room but instead my body forced me back into bed. "Goodnight America." I yawn. As soon as I close my eyes someone sprays me in the face with water, I couldn't help but cover my face and kick. "My mommy says you have to wake up." A unfamiliar voice says. "Who are you?" I mutter. "Ricky." The voice responds. "Well Ricky, could you please fuck off." I said to him. I smiled once I heard feet run out of the room. I was stuck in bed. A strong grip was around my body. "Come on Stephen." A deep voice said as I was lifted into the air. I couldn't fight back, my body wanted to be lazy. I groaned all the way into their kitchen while I was carried over the shoulder of someone I assume to be Mr.Green. I was put down at a table. There were pancakes in front of me, they looked so fluffy and soft.
Brian's POV
I followed my nose just like the ugly ass dog did into the kitchen. I didn't want ask why was Stephen face first into a plate of pancakes. "Come, sit." Mrs.Green said with a smile. I obeyed. "I'm not hungry," I said to Mrs.Green. She twitched and said "Well a skinny boy like you needs to eat!" And dug her nails into my thigh. I started to eat what they gave me, Stephen must've died. He hadn't moved since the last ten minutes. I started to feel tired, I needed to lay down. "May I be excused?" I ask Mrs.Green and Mr.Green as I stood up, I fell immediately. I heard the evil cackling of Mrs.Green while everything started to fade to black.
Gidget/Bradley's POV
"These two look like total losers, why should I watch them Green?" I ask with a scoff. "We'll pay you." She says. I agreed to this. "Cya later alligator." I wave to Mrs.Green and her family as they drive off. I spun over to the couch and turned the tv on. "Boring." I complain and get up to look at the two losers, they must've been drugged or something because they were in a deep sleep. I tucked the tall one's hair behind his ear then pat the other one's head. I decided to pull up a chair at watch the two closely. I couldn't help but smile. "Aww a puppy." I said aloud when I picked the small dog up one of the losers coughed and started blinking. I stopped smiling and watched carefully. "Shh, my name is Bradley and I'm supposed to watch you until they come back home." I tell him. Daddy long legs was still asleep though. I pet the dog and hummed as the shorter one was still looking asleep. "I have to go," He said as he looked at me. His eyes looked dull and face was pale. "Go where?" I ask and continuously pet the dog. "Home," He answers. "What's your name hun?" I ask. "S-Stephen, that's Brian." I nodded. Brian was quite the looker and so was Stephen. Brian woke up and puked everywhere. Stephen was the next to vomit. I was the one who had to clean it all up. UGH!