AN ORIGINAL BY ME!
Beginning takes place in the summer...
Y/N is a song writer, and a night shift worker at a cafe (!!you'll see this in a few chapters at a time!!). She lives alone with her pet snake, Richard, and the pet of your choosing (for now)...
I sighed loudly into the crisp night air. Why was it harder to breath in there? After a few minutes, I heard the bell of the store ring. She probably left. Getting relived, I heard a rustle behind a pile trash. "Who's there?" I was on full alert mode, it could be Hallor again. Can't just hand me sugar normally. A sinister laughter filled the alleyway, the moon was covered so it was hard to see. Then I started to hear it behind me, so I ran inside as fast as I could.
Two cops walked inside when I covered my head on the counter. "Hey Jack, John." I chuckled nervously.
*BANG*
A heavy object hit the back door, and the John glared at me. "What was that?" He had his hands in his pockets.
"I-I don't know, really." I started to scrunch up, and tried made a small puppy dog smile. Keyword: tried.
John nodded at Jack, who walked over towards the pink door. Slowly opening the door, a Happy Fella grabbed on to his leg and started stabbing him. Crying in agony, a wave of blood covered his lower calf. John grabbed the dolls' switchblade, creating a distraction that was working perfectly. I slid over towards Jack's leg, and took off my employee shirt. He winced in pain when I tightened the useful shirt bandage, I held down his wound to stop the blood from overflowing.
"Are you ok?" I asked, looking at his distressed face.
"Yeah, it's not everyday we fight Chucky dolls." He chuckled, and John held the ripped up doll. He threw it on the floor, and panted while leaning against the counter.
"Finally, it's over. For now." John sneezed, and shivered.
----(time SKIP)----
I sighed and leaned on the counter. Looking down, my head was empty. Only a few more hours. The bell on the shop door rang, and slowly looked up. "Oh, hello again."
"Hello..." Yay, Hallor's here, wearing his mysterious cloak and everything. He walked, or slid, towards me.
"What do you want?" I asked getting even more tired.
"Not much, got your little present?" His pink eyes stared down at me.
"Yeah... the kids handed it to me like always." I remembered the first time Pump and Skid gave me one of Hallor's Sugar Gifts. Thought it was drugs, or a bomb... or both. He gave me those Sugar Gifts ever since for the past... like, 8 years.
"I should really thank them."
"But do ya know, this is a candy store. We have shitloads of sugar here?" I extended my arms to point out racks, on racks, on racks of candy in EVERY CORNER.
"I thought you loved my gifts." He took off his hat, and looked depressed.
"Please I only have a couple of hours left... I just wanna leave." I banged my head on the counter, but it didn't do anything. First, Skid and that girl. Then, that Chucky doll. And last but not least, Hallor's random encounters. I really just wanna go home!
