(Slappy X Reader) Chapter: 4

(Slappy x Reader) Chapter: 4

My friend came over at my house for us to hang out. As we got in my room, she notice Slappy sitting on my bed. “Why do you have a ventriloquist dummy in your room?” She asked. “My dad. He didn’t have enough room for his collection in the basement so he decided to put him here.” My friend took a closer look at Slappy. “He’s fucking creepy.” “I know right?” I said back. I sat down on my bed while I picked him up and settled him on my lap. My friend started to tease him until she was about to put her hand in his mouth. As she reached to Slappy’s mouth, Slappy bit her hard as we heard a hard crunch to her fingers. She started to scream in pain. “What the hell (Y/N)!” “It’s not me!” I said. “Get him off me!” “I’m trying dammit!” We managed to pulled her free. “Are you okay?” She pulled herself away from me. “You dumbass! You broke my fingers!” “It’s not me!” Not only her fingers were broken, they started to bleed as well. I heard mom coming in my room to see what was going on. “What’s going on in here?” “I don’t ever want to see you again! Not ever!” After my friend said that to me she left the house without saying another word. After we heard the door of our house close, mom got pretty pissed. “(Y/N). Why did you break your friend’s fingers?” “Mom! I’m telling you I didn’t do it! Slappy did!” mom looked at Slappy. He was laying there on my bed like a dead corpse. she then looked back at me. She didn’t believe me. “We’ll discuss about this until your father gets home.” “But mom-” “enough! Do your told.” “yes mom”. After she close my bedroom door, I heard Slappy laughing like a crazed mad man. As I turned around, he was sitting straight up looking at me. “Your friend was real dummy. She shouldn’t have touched me like that you know. ” “You broke her fingers, I got blamed for it, and now she’s not friend any more and it’s all your fault!” Slappy narrowed his eyes. “Well who cares! Your whole family thinks your crazy!” I was boiling with anger. I felt like I wanted to break him by banging him against a wall but I knew I was gonna get him angry by breaking the whole “slavery rules” situation. The next morning, after my parents and I discussed about what happened yesterday, my punishment was to stay in my room until I was able to behave. Not only that, they even took my phone away. I just sat on my bed eating a donut and drinking coffee for breakfast silently. Slappy got up and started to talk. “Not so much fun. Is it?” “Leave me alone.” I replied while I was chewing on a piece of my donut. “You’re kinda cute when you’re angry.” I looked at him and cringed. “Would you just shut up and leave me alone already!?” I yelled. “And pretty stubborn too. For a slave.” I shoved a piece of my donut in his mouth to make him shut his little trap. He then swallowed it in one gulp. “Thanks for the breakfast my dear. Remind me to throw up later.” He giggled. “Ugh! Why won’t you shut up!” Slappy’s eyebrows narrowed again. “Yeesh kid. Relax. I was just messing with ya. It’s part of my thing.” I rolled my eyes and finished eating my breakfast. After I cleaned up, I got back in my room. I knew Slappy was waiting for me. “Well slave. Let the fun begin.” He giggled evilly. “What do you mean?” I said nervously. Slappy lunged at me and I laid flat on my bed on my back. He then pinned me down. I was thinking to myself “oh shit he’s gonna rape me!” I yelled for my parents to come but as they got to my bedroom, Slappy became lifeless. “Honey. Are you okay?” I got up from my bed. “Mom! Dad! He tried to rape me! Slappy tried to rape me!” “What are you talking about?” dad said completely confused. “I’m telling you! The dummy is alive!” mom and dad looked at each other and then looked back at me. “Sweetheart. Maybe you just had a nightmare. This is probably all just a bad dream.” “No! You don’t understand!-” mom stopped me before I could finish the sentence. “Just ignore the dummy and That’s it. There’s nothing to worry about. You’re just imagining things.” I shook my head silently. After my parents got out of my room, I thought of something that I can prove to them that Slappy is really alive. Then I had an idea. “Tonight, I’m gonna have to video tape Slappy and show my parents that I’m telling the truth.” I said to myself. “But first, I’m gonna need a camera.” I got to the attic to find a good looking camera. I found one that is pretty old but it’s still in good shape. I got to my room, and put the camera in a safe place so Slappy won’t be able to see it. I pressed the record button. “I sure do hope this works.” I said to myself. And I also hope Slappy won’t stop me from telling the truth to my parents. Surely I hope so.

(Slappy x Reader fanfiction) Chapter 1

I remember the days of summer. Birds chirping, sun shining a beautiful gold light, and children laughing and grinning. Everything was peaceful, and perfect just as I wanted my summer vacation to be as it is. Everything was fine until the day my life was about to change. Until the day he came….

I was in my room. Checking on my social media. You know, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram ect. I’m (Y/A) years old, I wear a (Color) dress, nothing fancy. Just the type of dress you would wear on a nice summery day. “(Y/N)! Can you please come down for a second?” my mom called from down stares. “Coming mom!” I went down stairs to know why mom called me down. She told me my dad was coming back from tour over the past 3 weeks. My dad is a ventriloquist. We have a basement filled with ventriloquist dummies. They always creep the hell out of me. whenever I go down to the basement, I always felt like I was being watched. Kinda like the boogeyman or any other creepy stalker from a horror movie. It was 3:45 PM. I was in my room reading a book until I heard a honk coming from outside. I looked out my window and it turns out it was my dad that arrived home. I ran down stairs knowing that I was really happy to see him back home. As I got outside, my dad hugged me. I noticed a suitcase in his hand. “What could it be?” I said to myself. Curious to know what’s in the suitcase. I Asked dad what was inside. He laughed with excitement. “you guys are gonna love this!” As we got to the living room, my dad set the suitcase on the coffee table. As he opened it up, there was a wooden carved ventriloquist dummy. “God dammit! Not another one!” I thought to myself. The dummy was 3 feet tall, he had a black tux, a red bow tie, and flower attached to it. He had bushy (color) eyebrows, (Color) eyes, and (color) wavy hair. I looked at the bottom of the suitcase and read the dummy’s name. “Slappy.” “Dad. Where’d you get him?” Dad knew I was curious. “While I was on my way to the tour, there was a pile of old stuff sitting on the edge of the side walk. I noticed there was a suitcase so I got out of the car and checked to see what was inside, and after I opened it, there he was just laying down all alone in there. And he’s actually in good condition too. so I thought that bringing him home would be a great opportunity to add him to my collection.” I looked at the dummy a little bit more. “He’s kinda creepy dad.” Dad kinda frowned a little bit. He knew I wasn’t really fond into his Ventriloquist dummy collection. As I looked into the dummy more, there was a little slip of paper on the front pocket of his tux. I pulled it out to see what it says. “Well it looks like he sorta has his own business card or something.” Dad says. mom told me to read it out loud, and so I did. “Karru Marri Odanna Loma Molonu Karrano”. I never quite understand what the words meant. “It must be in a different language like Korean or something.” My dad shrugged. All of a sudden a flash of lightning struck making me jump. “Shit!” I yelped. I noticed it started to rain hard. So we decided to spend the rest of the day doing nothing at all. That night, while I was watching TV, dad came in and brought Slappy with him. “(Y/N). I decided to put Slappy in your room for now on.” “What?! But dad. Why did you have to bring him here?” Dad put Slappy on my comfy chair at the edge of my room and then he turned around to face me. “Honey. I was gonna put him in the basement where the rest of my collection go to. But unfortunately, after collecting over 35 of them, there was no room left for Slappy so I decided to bring him here.” I got pretty upset that dad had to put a creepy 3 foot tall ventriloquist dummy in my room. “Don’t worry. It’s only for a few days. We’ll remove a few dummies, and then we’ll put Slappy along with the rest of the collection. I promise.” dad smiled and kissed my forehead goodnight. After he left my room and closed the door, I rolled my eyes and said to myself “pff. Yeah right. More like weeks.” As I looked at the dummy, I noticed he was staring right at me. “Jesus. You are one creepy little bastard ain’t ya?” I said to the dummy. I’m sure having a dummy in my room wouldn’t be that bad…..or would it?

Slappy steals a lollipop from a baby. :)

Sergeant Slappy! Ready to protect and serve!

Slappy taking a selfie. Jesus! I didn't even know that Slappy can make his eyes and tongue glow....that's just creepy.

(Slappy x Reader) Chapter: 3

I’ve never felt so stupid for saying those damn magic words to bring Slappy to life. I shouldn’t have done it in the first place! I didn’t know at first until now. Slappy was watching me like a hawk. For 8 hours straight! It’s now 10:30 PM at night almost 2 hours until my parents get home. “Mom. Dad. Please hurry up for god sakes!” I said to myself. I thought of something to start a conversation with a 3 foot psychopath. “So. Slappy uh..”. “Yes?” “Why did you need a slave in the first place? For sexual pleasure? Doing chores for you?” The dummy slightly swayed his head back and forth while his eyes are still looking at me. “Well. More or less. Depending how Bad I am.” He stop swaying his head after finishing the sentence. “Someday Slappy. I’ll get rid of you no matter how many times you come back, I will stop you. No matter what.” Slappy laughed maniacally as he thought that I was a fool to him. “My dear (Y/N). You can’t get rid of me. No matter how many times you try, I always come back.” Damn it! Now there’s no way that I can get rid of him now. Slappy sat there for a whole 3 minutes. He’s a lot more creepier when he stares into your soul. And then he started to speak again. “You know (Y/N) you’re pretty fun for a slave. You’re more social and calm to me. But then again. You still fear me which is the only thing I like about you the most.” I have no idea weather he’s trying to hit on me, or he’s just being sarcastic. I thought of something that I could ask him. And then it hit me. I asked him the stupidest question ever. “Slappy, do you have a family?” Slappy’s eyes widened. “Oh yes. I have a brother. Mr.Wood. also known as Wally.” “Is he as bad as you?” “Duh! He is! But not as bad as I am. I hate him so much! I just wished he’s squashed by a garbage truck! But now that since he’s not with me right now, I finally got the chance to steal the spotlight from him. Ha! What a wuss!” I never knew a ventriloquist dummy would have a family of his own. Slappy looked at me and began to talk about the things I should and shouldn’t do. “Ok Slave. I’m gonna tell you these 5 rules and you have to listen very carefully. Rule#1. You have to listen to whatever I say. Otherwise there will be consequences. Rule#2. You have to be obedient and loyal to me. Rule#3. Don’t even think about escaping me. I will always find you no matter where you go. Rule#4. Don’t make Slappy very unhappy. And most important, Rule#5. Don’t ever call me a dummy!” I was confused of what the consequences were. “What are those consequences?” Slappy chuckled. “You’ll never know what’s coming to you.” His evil grin showed as his eyebrows narrowed slowly. I got scared. I never knew what else I could do. I have no choice but to obey him. Calling the cops won’t do any good. They might think I might have to go see a therapist or something. I just sat there silently until my parents got home at 12:15. “(Y/N)! We’re home!” “Oh thank god the nightmare is over.” I said to myself. after I turned off the light, as I was about to fall asleep in my bed, I heard Slappy’s voice almost sounding like a whisper. “Hey (Y/N). See you in your dreams my dear.” He giggled. My heart was pounding. It was a living hell to go through all that in one day. But at least I’m finally safe. For now….