In Which True Evil Is Discovered And Neil Regrets Jack's Sugar Intake
By John
Disclaimer: They worship me as their god. Also, I cry myself to sleep each night.
"So anyway, the doll's fucking evil."
"No it isn't, Jack."
"It is. It knows where we live now, cause you flashed your wallet with your id around. It's. Going. To. Eat. Us."
Neil rolled his eyes.
"Don't you look at me like that!"
"Like what, Jack."
"Like you're some martyr and I'm the newest roman punishment. You know the doll is evil. I saw you refusing to turn your back on it."
"I was not 'refusing to turn my back on it'. I was..."
"Refusing to turn your back on it."
"It's a creepy doll."
"It's an evil doll that's going to eat us."
"Jack. It's a doll. A porcelain doll. That belongs to my baby sister."
"eviiiiiiiiiiille."
Neil whimpered in pain as the doorknob caught him again as the door stuck at the wrong moment.
"Shut up. The doll isn't evil."
"The doll had red eyes."
"What had red eyes?"
"Alec, for the love of god, don't ask him. Just do your homework."
"THE DOLL OF EVIL THAT HAS BEEN SENT UP BY THE DEVIL HIMSELF TO PUNISH ALL OF YOU SINNERS!"
"My god. You gave him sugar."
"My mother gave him sugar. She thinks he's cute."
"A pox on her."
"If you two are done, I'll be off saving our lives. Where'd I put the holy water..."
"On the brightside he is tidy."
"He's a lunatic, Alec."
"You love him."
"Only until I find the negatives."
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