The "Snap" Apocolypse

10: Memories!

TWISTER OF MYSTERY'S POV:

It was 3:00 AM now, I was sleeping in Jack's room snuggling together on his king sized bed. A couple of minutes later, I heard a maniac laughing, I levitated into the main hall to see what was going on. I landed on my feet when I found the source, somewhere in Elle's room. I opened the door slightly & saw a floating nacho chip and a living ventriloquist dummy, they weren't laughing but fighting. The Dorito was sitting on a chair next to the sleeping Elle on her bed. The Dummy was on the bed next to her.

Slappy: I CAN'T believe you would DO this to me! I LOVED her WAY before YOU did!

Bill: Oh Pa-lease, Woody, you just want her to be your doll!

Slappy: That's what YOU want to do, not me, and at least I was friends with her first. That's the smartest thing to do, it's love logic, Bill, something you'll NEVER understand.

Bill: At least I'm learning because of her, and I told her first so now, you're the third wheel, Mr. Wood.

Slappy: You son of a b****!

That black-suited dummy pounced on that yellow Dorito and tackled him to the ground. He punched that struggling triangle several times at his...body I should say. The equalatiral being blasted him off him with his lasers he shot outta his hands. The Dummy backflipped and landed back on his feet with a face of revenge. He summoned his green, twisted magic to push the nacho chip to the wall. The wooden man suddenly pulled out two demon-cutting machetes, and the yellow triangle turned red with rage. I had to stop this, I budged in between the two to stop this irresponsible nonsense.

Me: Hault!

They froze with shock as they saw me.

Me: Please stop this madness! Elle's asleep and you might wake her! And don't fight over her, that solves nothing.

The triangle turned yellow again & the dummy put his machetes back in his pockets.

Bill: By the way, TOM, my name's Bill Cipher.

Slappy: And I'm Slappy.

Oh. Stupid short-term don't work, dammit!

Slappy: I guess I'm just jealous that Bill confessed his love to Elle before me.

Bill shook a sorry nod.

Me: It's OK, but she's been thinking too much about her and the others lost loved ones. We should do something for them to boost their confidence.

They thought for a little while as they sat on both sides of the bed. Light bulbs brrightened above their heads when they had an idea.

Bill: Twister of Mysteries, what do you think about memories?

I sighed.

Me: Memories to me are sacred and fragile, especially when you're like me and have short-term memory loss when you travel Light years away. But you know, it's good to remember some things and other things are best left forgotten.

Slappy: That's a brilliant defination, TOM.

Me: Thanks.

Bill: Well, I think we should give them the gift of memories, good ones obviously.

Me: That's a WONDERFUL idea! I never expected this out of you guys! This is gonna be GREAT!

Slappy: Shh! Remember, you gotta be quiet.

Me: Oh, I forgot again.

I yawned a deep yawn.

Me: Well, good night, everyone.