Calvin and Hobbes
Juno and Janus
Adriana and Andrea Brightman
Hilde Van Kamp
John Wright II
Serendipity Hill Hunters
Thaddeus van Wyck
Evan and Ethan Brightman
Reed Van Kamp
Hunger Games AU
Gender Swap AU
Evan and Ethan
Letters to Dalton
Warning to the People
Stuart Trio Coffee Story
Friday The Thirteenth
As narrated by Mama CP.
(watches Dwight going ballistic, having a panic attack, salting and holy-watering Windsor down)
Yep, he's going into panic. (nods) Better call the Serendipity Hill kids.
Twins are breaking out the Weeping Angels again. I think they like doing this to him
AWW Charlie, not the Pyramid Head costume!! You're too good!
Wes and David set loose a swarm of black cats into Windsor.
Han is flickering the lights. And making static appear on screens
Reed thinks they'll ACTUALLY send Dwight to cardiac arrest this time.
Drewtoru just set up a sound trigger that makes the most earsplitting bone-chilling scream ever.
The Twins are preparing so much bloo--oh no, not the SHINING!!
They changed the hall carpet into the Shining's carpet.
They borrowed the Double As from Dobry. And they're BLONDE.
Dwight feels he can handle it. XD But never is able to.
Dwight's never met the Double!A's so they're complete strangers.
He's not gonna make it to TOMORROW if all this keeps up. Han's already cued up the Silent Hill siren.
(watching the attacks get worse, Dwight is screaming down the halls and the Silent Hill siren is going off)
(steps on blood leaking out of someplace) ...you haven't triggered The Shining yet, at least.
(passes the room full of Weeping Angels) Uh huh...okay...
He's not gonna make it, I think.
Cardiac arrest before the day is out.
(watches him go into the demonic torture chamber room) ...okay...
Tsk. He's going into a panic attack. (watches Dwight running from the Pyramid Head)
No, this kind of happens during Friday the 13ths, Halloweens...all the auspicious days.
Unfortunately, Todd is also involved.
They're trying to see how long they can keep this going.
Well, last time they kept it going until he hit a post and conked out.
They imagine this should be some kind of "Hunter training" for him.
Charlie's the Pyramid head. He's the only one who fits the height and body size.
(hears roar of water) Aaand there goes The Shining blood.
hears screaming as Dwight runs into the bloody twin girls in blue dresses
(still watching) Has to be some kind of record. His voice his already hoarse and it's been going on for three hours now.
To be fair he barricaded himself somewhere at one point or another and they flushed him out.
I don't even know where some of them got those black contacts that make them look like demons, but I gotta say, the effect is impressive.
There goes Dwight again.
And Dwight just triggered that scream box Han set up.
It's just a surround sound setup set to unleash a bone-chilling scream at high volume.
They just "Carrie"-ed him. (watches the bucket of pigs blood dump over on him.
I think this IS his therapy. (blinks) this is how Windsors show him love.
(joins the other Windsors looking down at Dwight's form on the second floor carpet) ...s'got to be a record.
: (eyes wide, nod)
: I think we should take him to the nurse's.
: (raises an eyebrow) This only occurs to you all now?
: Well...he's breathing, at least
: That was beautiful though, that thing he did with the banisters--!
: He's got it down to an art form, really...
: Well, when you're in a stage of life or death, adrenaline and all...
: S'got to be a record for sure. (nod)
: His reflexes have gotten better since last time.
: (from a walkie talkie) He was ready this time. Ish.
: Hello?? Infirmary!
: I really don't know if we should move him yet in his condition
: (sighs and reaches down, patting Dwight's cheek) Dwight. Dwight, wake up!
: How badly did he hit his head, exactly?
: I don't know, but it was a nasty crunch
: Hey, I fell down those stairs, I was fine. He'll be allright
: (patting his face more) Dwight! Dwight, come on, wake up. Demon attack.
: (leans down listens, feels around Dwight's hair) ...he's got a big goose egg on there.
: I'm thinking concussion.
: (waves a cookie at Dwight's nose) Dwight, wake up!
: (leans down to listen, then jerks back when he hears a very very soft snore) Well then.
: He'll be alright.
: (grinning) Quick, take him to his bed, and everybody clean everything up.
: Yeah, and pretend nothing happened at all
: I'll bring the nurse. We'll say he fell down the stairs.
: Excellent plan! XD Everyone go!
(Windsors go off to carry it all out)
(A little while later...)
: (stirs with a groan)
: (beaming) Hello, Dwight...now don't try to move
: Wuh...? (confused) Wha happen?
: (at his bedside, blinks) You don't remember? You fell down the stairs.
: (nods sagely next to him) Yeah. You've been asleep for a while.
: ...what? No! There was the pyramid head!
: (blinks innocently) ...what?
: And the halls full of weeping angels!!
: (looking at each other) Er...I think we'd notice... (blinks)
: (smiling) Dwight, you hit your head...you're not well, you should relax.
: I RAN DOWN THIS HOUSE SCREAMING FOR THREE HOURS!!!
: (raises an eyebrow) Everything's been miraculously quiet.
: (patting his cheek) Did you have a nightmare?
: Wuh? o.o I don't--I mean... WHat? (looks around the room, which is clean, and the empty hall beyond)
: (sympathetic smile) It's okay, little Knight. You had a bad fall.
: You know you should relax.
: (flustered) But the blood! And the carpet!
: (looks outside) Carpet's fine... I mean...juice stains aside...
: (unwilling to speak, just standing near, arms crossed, frowning)
: (pulls the covers over his roomie) Dude, you need to relax.
: (smiles) You should just rest, Dwight. You seem to be okay. Just a bump to the head. We'll get you x-rayed when you feel a little better, ok?
: (blinks) ...it wasn't real?
: (just smiles)
: (snuggles a little back onto his comforters, staring, confused) ...I...I guess...
: (smiles) Just rest. I'll give you medicine for your head, okay? Boys... (looks at the windsors) Take care of him.
: (smiles) We will, Ms. Summers.
: (smiling at Dwight, pats his shoulder) It's gonna be okay, buddy.
: (nodding, still marveling at his 'dream') Okay...sure...
: We'll bring you soup and we'll cue up the Supernatural marathon on the tv!
: Just relax, man.
: (all leave Dwight to Ms. Summers' care, smiling)
: (still very confused, but just sits and waits for Supernatural to come on)
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