Norman Babcock x Reader

Car Ride.

~3rd pov~

"Officials are urging people to panic and run-" the radio said but Norman's mother changed the radio station to some nice calm music.

Norman's father was driving and Norman's mother was in shotgun. Norman, the head zombie, and Courtney say in the back seats, while (y/n) was riding in the way back or the truck.

(Y/n) had their head laying on the seat next to Norman's head.

Norman's mother smelled something and spraded something to make it smell nicer.

Meanwhile, outside was a mess, everyone running in terror, cars flipped over, and signs for the top of store's are down.

Norman, (Y/n), the zombie, and Courtney looked out to see this horror.

"Whoo, boy. The traffic tonight, huh?" Norman's mother said.

The others just turned to not look at the window.

"Norman! Uh! He's on my side of the seat." Courtney said, crossing her arms.

"She wants you to move over." (y/n) said.

The zombie said something like "I'm sorry" but Courtney couldn't understand and thought it was something rude.

"Um, I heard that! Mom, tell the zombie to stop saying stuff about me." Courtney said.

"Can you quit using the 'z' word?" Norman said to Courtney and she mimicked him.

"So help me, I will stop this car right now, if all four of you don't quit it this instant!" Norman's father shouted, causing them to straighten up.

Courtney just crossed her arms, Norman and (y/n) looked mad, and the zombie put his head down.

The zombie told Norman and (y/n) something while pointing.

"He says, take a left here." Norman told his father.

"We've already been this way!" Norman father said, turning the car. "We're going around in circles!"

"Maybe we should pull over and ask someone." Norman's mother suggested.

"Oh, right! You think maybe we should stop at a graveyard and dig up some other 18th-century corpses?" Norman's father said.

"It's not a bad idea." Norman's mother said.

"I wish I understood you." Norman's father said, turning to Norman's mother.

Then the zombie told something to (y/n) and Norman, pointing, which made Norman's father groan.

"Please don't tell me he needs to use the bathroom." Norman's father said.

"Turn down there!" Norman said, getting up.

They then saw a tornado over in the forest which is making the clouds in the sky, sometimes the witch's face would show up in the clouds of the tornado.

"Oh, my, do you think that's it?" Norman's mother asked.