Snippet #2056842

Kanari Tikoto

“I think it’s a really great idea, Oliver.” did Ri-chan smell cuteness in the air? He was sure he did. Cass-cass was always so cute. The kind of cute that makes you want to snuggle up to them and pinch their cheeks…and. Well yeah. Cass was a good friend of his, other then Olive-chan. But Olive and him were…err…what was the word that ‘thugs’ used all the time before he was stuck in this horrid, but surprisingly nice, place. Tight. Yeah! What was…oh! Right. Cass and Ri-chan were really tight, but not as ‘tight’ as Olive and him. Because Olive was funny to talk to. He was their leader, of course he wanted to be best friends with their leader. Even if he was sort of…an…an…unorthodox kind of leader. “I’m all for spending more time together. It will be fun. I don’t…know if we should start a fire…but we could have it make us s’mores and melted chocolate and all of that. I mean, maybe we can start a fire. I don’t know. What if there are sprinklers that just come on? I…I just think the meetings are a good idea, is all.” See!? See what he said about cute? Of course, Ri-chan was just a little cuter, but he would share that cuteness with Cass. Both of them were cute in a manly way of course. Of course.


A new voice spoke up and Ri fought a small frown. Frowns didn’t look well on him. Made him look…dare he say it? He shook his head. No. He wouldn’t. It would sound stupid, even in his head. So…just. Let’s stick with the fact that frowns didn’t suit his baby face and he was fine with it that way. Totally fine with it that way. “What’s everyone waiting for, hm? Oliver, this was your idea, though it sounds more like something Kanari would come up with; why don’t you go ahead and start us off, Boss?” A soft snicker could be heard and Ri fought the urge to throw Koko at him, just to make him shh-it! Ri-chan did not like people making fun of Olive! Olive was his make-fun-of toy! And if he was nice for a day, when he was really scared Olive wouldn’t be a jerk about it and just let him into the room so he could sleep with him. Stupid Unknown pestered Ri everywhere. See? Did you see that? They were right there, staring at him. He shivered. He could fight them today. They were just being creepy as always. Nothing…nothing he couldn’t handle. It was when they were being nasty Unknowns that they started to mess with his sense of dream and non-dreamy like things and he had to get out. This could be a dream. He didn’t know. Actually…he pinched himself to make sure. And yeah, it hurt. Real. “Come on, I’m…tired as hell.” a large yawn broke the elders sentence and in hearing the yawn, Ri did the same. Yawns were contagious things!

Eve-chan was the last to speak up, aside from Panda-chan, but he never really talked much. Never…talked much at all! Totally the opposite of Ri, but he was a-okay with that! Panda was nice to him and he was nice to Panda and Panda gave him food and…well Eve. Eve, Evey-chan! If Olive kicked him out, he went to Eve. Because bothering Cass was like…kicking a puppy into a street and watching it’s eyes widen as a monster truck ran over its body and left it dead. And alone. So…he didn’t ever bother Cass. “Do we have to do this scary story thing every night?” Ri wrinkled his nose. No, silly! Of course not! As much as he would love to, Olive would try to kill him if he begged more than every once and a while. He would take it easy on the elder man. Elder because…he was small and therefore he just considered himself to be the youngest. In honesty, Panda could be younger than him and he would not know. Because…he was taller and therefore he had to look up to see him. Hence…older.

Glancing around the room, the perfect story formatted in his mind. It wasn’t a story actually. He remembered this happening in his town. It was kind of cool to him. He wanted his friends to go with him to check it out…but they didn’t want to and called him a macho girl and ran off. Of course he didn’t talk to them for a while because they called him female, but the point still stood of…it was real. Really real. He giggled at himself. “Okay, okay! Since no one wants to go first,” he pouted, “I’ll do it! Of course it was my idea. Duh. Why would like…Olive-chan do anything worth…doing…about the supernatural. He’s just…not amazing like me in that sense!” he giggled and leaned over to pat Olive’s shin, smiling. “But enough chit-chat guyyss! It’s scary story time~”

He hummed for a bit and settled down, crossing his legs once more and moving his recently collected, from the horrid place called the ground, stuffed cat into his lap. “So like around the late 1990’s, or the early 2000’s, there was this really nice amusment park in my town, or city, whatever. It had rides for kids of all ages, from like 2 to like…16 or something. I don’t even know. It was amazing and I loved to look at pictures of it before it closed. Of course I never went there, because I was not alive. My grandmother was. And this really…it’s what she told me happened. It’s why…I don’t have a great-aunt, or something equally weird and creepy. Anyways, when they were younger, they used to go all the time right?” he paused and dropped his smile. He hated that he couldn’t tell scary stories…scarily. But whatever. He loved this tale. It made him…tingly inside, “When they were around the age of 9, there was a new ride. All the little kids seemed to love it, is what she said. It was a nice ride too. A large happy smiling face for a mechanized head, and roughly around 4 little train carts following after it. Sounds really cute right? Well that’s what I thought too! Well it seemed that after a few months, children started to disappear on the ride. She showed me records. Deaths and disappearance. There were cases in the double digits. For one year. Just for the ride. Not including anything else. Those that disappeared from the ride itself, seemed to always be gone after the short tunnel, about 10-15 feet long, and even if the parents stood at one end and watched their kid, sometimes they still managed to be snapped away into thin air. Those…lucky, unlucky?” he tilted his head slightly and licked his lips, “Souls that didn’t vanish sometimes went into comatose states. One was just found dead, various shades of blood red on her pretty dress. Other children killed themselves. Razors, wires, they even went ahead and killed other kids before killing themselves. There were several reports of decapted heads on farms, children’s bodies smashed to almost the point of no recongizicon, anything you could ever think of, there were records of it.”

“It was safe to say that not only did that ride shut down, but the whole park did as well,” he smiled, “Actually, just a few years after Grandma told me this story, a group of scientists and other volunteers went to the now over grown park site and found that the ride, while run down, was in perfect condiction. In fact, other than a few spots of rust, that collect no matter what, and the happy smiley now washed into a demented snarl-grin, the ride worked. So, stupidly, they put a scientist on the ride with a video camera and ran him through the whole 2-3 minute ride, thinking that the townsfolk were just making it up. The first one disappeared, the camera showing only what they could see from their own eyes. As soon as he entered the tunnel it turned into static and the only thing they heard was the laughter of small children. The second…both him and the camera remained, the man covered in blood, and not all of it his own, and his throat slit open. The camera…well they couldn’t even hope to recover it. It was smashed.” Ri smiled brightly and giggled, “Well? That’s it really. They haven’t gone back. I guess. I don’t know. But yeah! My creepy story!”