First off, happy thanksgiving to all my American readers! :) Second, THIS CHAPTER HAS BIG WARNINGS. They include: Wetting, desperation, general haunted-house type shenanigans. Also, just so we're clear because I suck at explaining things and then following through with backstory: Logan's mother died when he was little (Not typical canon, but it's my story!), and he saw her carted away in a body bag. Thus, the fear of body-bags. And he's also terrified for Camille and Maaaaaay be projecting that. Idk. Take it as you will. Enjoy lovelies! :D
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Episode 123: pitter patter
Katie sucked her thumb as they walked past the curtain.
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Episode 123: pitter patter
Katie sucked her thumb as they walked past the curtain.
"Relax K," Carlos whispered as an insane nurse danced past them.
"I can't relax when-" suddenly a patient covered in fake blood screamed at them, making her flinch, "When I have THAT all around me." Not to mention I'm about to explode, she thought to herself.
"Don't worry," Carlos said, pushing aside a curtain. "It's all-"
"Body bags!" Logan shouted; he had a fear of body bags.
"Breathe Logan," James said, pushing the boy forward. They kept walking, nothing but tubs full of random skeletons and goo until they reached a pass with two halls, both with exit signs over them.
"Which one leads us out?" James asked to no one in particular.
"Be careful kiddies!" A random straight-jacketed boy said suddenly, making Katie jump, accidentally dampening her panties. as he danced away, he called back, "Choose wisely!"
"Let's split up, odds are we'll end up together at some point," Carlos said, feeling Katie tense next to him.
James nodded, still pushing Logan forward. "See you on the other side!" He called, going down the left pathway. Carlos kept a firm arm around Katie's shoulders as they went down the right.
"H-hey Car?" She mumbled nervously.
"Relax, we'll be out of here in no time," He assured her.
"N-no, it's not that," Katie said, a feeling that they were being watched creeping in on her. "Um, remember how you told me to tell you if I needed something?"
"Yeahh," Carlos said unsurely, not sure where this was headed.
"Um, I need something," She squeaked, shifting a bit in place since they were standing still.
Carlos chewed his lip and nodded. "Right after I swear," He said. Unfortunately, what the two of them didn't know was that they were almost out, and the last person had both a chainsaw and a fetish, as well as the ability to here them.
MEANWHILE DOWN THE OTHER PATH (WHICH HAPPENED TO HAVE MORE BODY BAGS THAN LOGAN WOULD HAVE LIKED).....
"Logan come on! I've pushed you through most of this and wasn't this your idea?!" James grumped.
"B-but the body bags..!" He stammered.
"I know, but she's not-"
"I don't care!" He said hysterically, almost in tears. "Sh-she was- and Camille-"
"Shh, bud you're gonna be okay. What happened with your mom won't happen again, and Camille will be fine. but we've got to get out of here, okay?"
Logan nodded, wiping his eyes. He continued down the path, relieved when he saw Katie, though she looked extra tense. "We've got to be close," Logan said. James boldly lead the pack, followed by Logan, Katie trying to stay both in front of Carlos yet at the same time tucked in to his side. They could see and hear the exit, but there was one thing standing between them and freedom; the actor who was supposed to be a psychopath with a chainsaw, and man did he roar that thing. they all bolted through the door, him following them just until they were past the gates, only turning back when Katie's hands were buried in her crotch as she struggled to catch her breath and control herself. They all stood trying to catch her breath when it happened; Katie lost control and started peeing.
"Breathe Logan," James said, pushing the boy forward. They kept walking, nothing but tubs full of random skeletons and goo until they reached a pass with two halls, both with exit signs over them.
"Which one leads us out?" James asked to no one in particular.
"Be careful kiddies!" A random straight-jacketed boy said suddenly, making Katie jump, accidentally dampening her panties. as he danced away, he called back, "Choose wisely!"
"Let's split up, odds are we'll end up together at some point," Carlos said, feeling Katie tense next to him.
James nodded, still pushing Logan forward. "See you on the other side!" He called, going down the left pathway. Carlos kept a firm arm around Katie's shoulders as they went down the right.
"H-hey Car?" She mumbled nervously.
"Relax, we'll be out of here in no time," He assured her.
"N-no, it's not that," Katie said, a feeling that they were being watched creeping in on her. "Um, remember how you told me to tell you if I needed something?"
"Yeahh," Carlos said unsurely, not sure where this was headed.
"Um, I need something," She squeaked, shifting a bit in place since they were standing still.
Carlos chewed his lip and nodded. "Right after I swear," He said. Unfortunately, what the two of them didn't know was that they were almost out, and the last person had both a chainsaw and a fetish, as well as the ability to here them.
MEANWHILE DOWN THE OTHER PATH (WHICH HAPPENED TO HAVE MORE BODY BAGS THAN LOGAN WOULD HAVE LIKED).....
"Logan come on! I've pushed you through most of this and wasn't this your idea?!" James grumped.
"B-but the body bags..!" He stammered.
"I know, but she's not-"
"I don't care!" He said hysterically, almost in tears. "Sh-she was- and Camille-"
"Shh, bud you're gonna be okay. What happened with your mom won't happen again, and Camille will be fine. but we've got to get out of here, okay?"
Logan nodded, wiping his eyes. He continued down the path, relieved when he saw Katie, though she looked extra tense. "We've got to be close," Logan said. James boldly lead the pack, followed by Logan, Katie trying to stay both in front of Carlos yet at the same time tucked in to his side. They could see and hear the exit, but there was one thing standing between them and freedom; the actor who was supposed to be a psychopath with a chainsaw, and man did he roar that thing. they all bolted through the door, him following them just until they were past the gates, only turning back when Katie's hands were buried in her crotch as she struggled to catch her breath and control herself. They all stood trying to catch her breath when it happened; Katie lost control and started peeing.
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