Skulton opens his eyes. Oops. Sorry to tell you guys that Skulton doesn't have any eyes and Skulton is not a male. She? Nah, it. If you're smart enough, you'll know what Skulton is. Or was. Whatever. Skulton is a skeleton!!! :D An alive skeleton for now. And --- wait a second... Did you hear that? No? Maybe it's because you don't have any supernatural powers (see what I did there) but I do. Okay, just now I heard Skulton said that Skulton preferred if we all call it a he. Because Skulton is a male name, right? What do you mean "you don't know"??? Never mind. Back to the plot... Skulton is the only real skeleton that's alive. Studies showed that his great-grandma purposely named him 'Skulton' because she did a spell onto this ex-alive-man to be alive when he's dead. It also said that the so-called 'great-grandma' is actually the woman-who-gave-Snow-White-the-appul. THUN THUN THUN SO DRAMATIC AND IRONIC.
Skulton woke up from his death. He unburied himself from his bed aka the-thing-that-you-go-when-ur-dead (i forgot whats it called). Skulton eyed his wrist. NONONONO I MEAN skulled his wrist bone. Hmm, he thought. I wonder where did my watch go... Need to buy a new one. I'll ask my mother for money. I hope they didn't move yet. Skulton walked out from the cemetery, crossing a busy road.
"OHMYFCUKWHATISTHATOHMYGODWHOASIHT," a driver loses his poop and automatically turned the steering to the left and EXPLOSION IS AN ART, UN. And cars too, lose its poops. One moment later Skulton saw gajillion survivors having a trauma. Skulton shrugs and continues his journey to home (not the cemetery).
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Ding dong, the house bell rang.
"Goodness, who would be sane enough to come here late at night?" a woman asked to herself, rushing towards the door. She twisted the doorknob.
"Hello, mother!!!" Skulton greeted ethusiastically.
The woman too, losses her poop. Then she died.
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"Sammy, take a look at this shite," Dean called out, pointing at his laptop screen.
"What's that?" Sam asked, squinting at the screen. "Car Accidents & Death of a Woman Caused By an Alive Skeleton...?"
"Kid doesn't have anything to do. Too excited about Halloween, I guess."
"Do you think it might be a demon?"
"You seriously think this is true."
"Then why did you brought this thing up?"
"Thought you'd laugh."
"But this thing has pictures! It might be true. Plus, it's got the woman's dead body lying before the door."
"Do you know 'Photoshop'...?"
"Yeah, but it couldn't be more real and besides, we don't really have things to do."
"You have a point there. Before Season 10 comes out."
A/N: I'm so so sorry that I wrote this. This is a 1 am post, btw. :T BUT!!! There's gonna be more. Sorry that it's short though. #TROLLLOOLOOLOL
