Author's Note: This is basically my first fanfic. onto this site, so don't be too hard on me when reviewing. Yes, I know it's in that stupid play form, but I written this LONG, LONG before I even found this website! Pleae READ AND REVIEW, and enjoy the story!

Chapter 1:

Creepy Convention

Joey's Story

Lindsey: (complaining) Why do I have to come with you?

Me: Because mom said so!

Lindsey: (complaining) It's not fair! I didn't want to come to this place! Why couldn't I go to my friend's house instead!

I didn't want to, but I had too; I had to bring my little bratty sister, Lindsey, to the Goosebumps convention that their having at my school. I really wanted to go, because I was a huge Goosebumps fan when I was younger. I almost had all the Goosebumps books, too.

For those of you who don't know me - which is most of you - my name is Joey; I'm a 15- year old kid who LOVES videogames and anything with anime! I like to be a sarcastic person as much as possible.

My sister Lindsey is 10- years old, and she is the MOST annoying sister I ever had (actually, she's my only sister!) She's basically only nice to my cousin Kyle, who will be visiting me and Lindsey in a couple of days.

Anyways, I'm at the entrance to the school and me and Lindsey saw a large black sign hanging up on it. The sign read: "Goosebumps Convention: beware... your in for a scare."

Lindsey turned to me with a scared look on her face.

Lindsey: (worried) Joey... I don't want to go in. It looks scary.

Me: Ah, come on! Quit being such a big baby.

Lindsey: (worried) Are the monsters real?

Me: (annoyed) No! There just dolls and people in costumes, probably. Now come on, we're wasting time!

I grabbed Lindsey's hand and opened the door to go inside the school. Once we were inside, I let go of her hand and looked around; and boy was I EXCITED ABOUT THIS! The whole school looked like some kind of haunted house; it was so awesome looking! Cob webs hanging all over the ceiling and corners, grown-ups in scary looking monster costumes that looked like some Goosebumps monsters, and there was also lots and LOTS of stands that talked about certain Goosebumps books.

My eyes actually filled with tears of joy ness!... That sounded weird, didn't it?

Lindsey: (looking at me) See, your scared too!

Me: (annoyed) I'm not scared; I'm HAPPY.

Lindsey: (confused) You're crying because you're happy? That doesn't make any sense...

Me: ... Lets just get on with it...

Than me and Lindsey started to walk around the school, and as I looked around in some classrooms, I saw these little plays going on. They were based on the Goosebumps books, of course. I didn't want to watch any of them, though, so I just left the classrooms and continued to look at the stands they had up.

There was one stand that caught my eye: it was a stand of a particular Goosebumps book that I like the most. It's called, "Say Cheese and Die."

I went up to it and looked at the stand more closely. Of course, the stand had a bunch of books of it, and the stand itself had lots of pictures and decorations, too. There was also a person dressed in a skeleton costume standing by the stand.

Me: (to skeleton dude/ excitedly) Isn't that the coolest Goosebumps book you ever read?

Skeleton Dude: (grumpy) Not really. Actually, I hate this Goosebumps book. I wanted to run the, "Welcome to Horror Land," stand across from me, but the position was already filled, so I had to be here instead.

Me: (sarcastic) I don't like you.

Skeleton Dude: Well... I don't like you, either.

I was about to leave the stand, but I saw souvenirs of the camera from the book on the stand, and I wanted one.

Me: (pointing to the cameras) How much are the cameras?

Skeleton Dude: Well... the cameras are free to fans like you, but since I don't like you, I'm gonna charge you.

Me: Hey, that's not fair, man!

Skeleton Dude: It's gonna cost ya twenty-one bucks, dude.

Me: (angry) I ain't paying that!

Skeleton Dude: Then get lo --

Suddenly, I felt Lindsey pull on my arm; and actually, I noticed that she's been mostly quiet through the convention, so I'm going to listen to what she has to say...

Lindsey: (worried) Joey, can we go now?

Me: No, we basically just got here. I want to look around ALLOT more.

Lindsey: (worried) But... I really want to leave now...

Me: (annoyed) Why? (teasing) The monsters scaring ya?

Lindsey: Yes... (pointing to something) but that doll over there keeps staring at me.

Me: Doll?...

Lindsey pointed to the right of me, so I turned to that direction to look at what she was pointing to; she was pointing at a creepy looking doll that is sitting at the edge of one of the stands.

The skeleton dude leaned in towards me and Lindsey.

Skeleton Dude: That's the, "Night of the Living Dummy," stand. You should go over there, because I don't want ya over here by me!

Me: (sarcastic) Well, you should be glad than, because we ARE leaving to go over there!

I started walking to the stand, with Lindsey following behind slowly. When I reached the stand, I saw a man dressed as a magician or something standing behind the doll.

The stand was filled with pictures and decorations of the creepy doll, which really scared the heck out of Lindsey, because she kept hugging my arm. I pulled my arm away and looked at the doll more carefully. The doll was no ordinary doll; this doll was the evil character in the "Night of the Living Dummy," books, and his name is Slappy. Slappy had a black suit on, and he had creepy green eyes and reddish/ brownish hair. Slappy was the kind of doll used for ventriloquist acts; and if I had to guess, Slappy was as almost as tall as Lindsey.

The magician looking dude leaned on the stand.

Magician: I see you noticed Slappy here.

Me: (slowly) Well... it was my sister, Lindsey who noticed him.

Magician: Are you a big fan of this book... actually, these books?

Me: (slowly) I... didn't really read any of these books. I only read part of the second book, that's about it.

Magician: (disappointed) Oh, that's too bad, because you don't know what you're missin.'

The magician made Slappy's head move, from looking at Lindsey to looking at me... than it went to looking back at Lindsey. She was getting freaked out by this.

Magician: So, how are you enjoying this convention so far?

Me: (excited) I think this place is AWESOME, except for my sister, who is terrified of the place.

Lindsey: (annoyed) I am NOT, it's just that doll --

Magician: His name is Slappy, little lady...

Lindsey: (slowly/ nervously) Slappy... I'm scared of that Slappy doll.

The magician turned Slappy around so that he was facing the other way. Lindsey felt a little relieved, but I can still see that she wanted to leave this place.

Magician: (to Lindsey) Is that better?

Lindsey: (quietly) A little...

Me: You know, Kyle wouldn't be scared of that doll.

Lindsey: (defensively) Yes she would, and even if she wasn't scared, she wouldn't make fun of me!

Magician: (to me) Is Kyle a friend of yours?...

Me: No, Kyle is our cousin, and she's coming to visit us in a couple days.

Lindsey: I like Kyle; she's cool.

Me: She may be cool, but she's rather freaky looking...

Magician: (confused) How can your cousin be freaky looking? Is she deformed or something?

Me: (sarcastic) No, Kyle is... "part Goth." She wears, like, black all the time, and she has black around her eyes. If she didn't look so Goth looking, she probably look pretty.

Lindsey: (surprised) Wow, and you actually admit that...

Me: (sarcastic) It's true -- (pointing to Slappy) and when did HE turn around?

Me and Lindsey looked at Slappy, who was turned around to look at us again. He's starring at me with an "interested" look on his face.

Me: (confused/ worried) When did he turn around?

Magician: Huh... oh! Sorry! I must have turned him around without noticing...

Lindsey: But... your hands weren't even near that doll!

Me: (suspicious) So how did Slappy turn around without anyone helping him?...

Magician: (annoyed) Look, I just turned him around without you two noticing him! Now quit being so suspicious about it!

Me: ...

Lindsey: ...

Me: (slowly) We're going to walk around the convention some more now... bye...

I grabbed Lindsey's hand and we both walked away from the stand. I turned my head to glance at Slappy, and I could of sworn that his gaze never left us; like he just kept starring at us as we walked away from him. VERY creepy...

The rest of the convention didn't really interest me at all. The stands had every Goosebumps book, but I wasn't interested in those books. I DID get one souvenir from one of the stands, but it was just a lousy toy of a skeleton.

We're going to leave the convention and go home now, but as me and Lindsey passed by the stand with that creepy magician dude, he came around from behind the stand with the Slappy doll in his arms.

He stopped us in our tracks.

Magician: You're going to be leaving now, huh?

Me: (slowly) Yeah... we're going home.

Magician: (nervously) Listen... I noticed that you didn't get any souvenirs while your trip here...

Me: Actually I did, but it's just some skeleton toy.

Magician: Oh... anyway, I didn't mean to be rude on our last conversation together; and since you don't have anything good to take home from this convention, I'm giving you this Slappy doll...

The magician handed me the Slappy doll, which is actually very heavy! I was struggling allot with it.

Me: (excited/ surprised) Are you serious! I can actually have this!

Magician: Sure, why not? I was just going to throw that out after the convention, anyway. It's just a model.

Me: (excited) It looks EXACTLY like the real Slappy, though...

Magician: It is pretty neat... well, I gotta go back to my stand now. I hope you enjoy that gift!

Lindsey: Wait! Don't you need that doll for your stand, though?

Magician: Nah, it's okay. No one's really gonna care.

Than the magician left us standing there with the Slappy doll in my arms.

Lindsey looked kind of scared.

Lindsey: (worried) Do you really want to take that home?...

Me: (happily) Of course I do! It's so awesome looking!

Lindsey: (worried) He's so spooky looking, though...

Me: (sarcastic) Your dolls are spooky looking too, you know!

Lindsey: (annoyed) Not like THAT doll; and he's starring at me again! I don't like it.

I looked at Slappy and Lindsey was right: he was starring at her with this evil grin on his face. As I starred at him more closely, I noticed a little business card in his "chest pocket."

Me: Hey Lindsey... can you take out that little paper that's stuck in his pocket?

Lindsey looked around Slappy's body, until she finally found what I was talking about. She took out the paper and looked at it funny.

Me: What does it say? Is there anything at all on it?

Lindsey: (confused/ turning the card around) There's some weird words on here. I can't understand them.

She held up the card for me to look at. The card had these words:

I looked up from the card.

Me: (sarcastic) How is anyone supposed to understand that?

Lindsey: Beats me.

Me: Well... how about we put that business card thing in my locker, I don't feel like taking it home with me.

Lindsey: (sarcastic) You can carry that doll, but you can't carry a little piece of paper?

Me: (sarcastic) I CAN'T carry it, my hands are full.

Lindsey: I can carry the card for you.

Me: (sternly) I don't want you too. I don't trust ya.

Lindsey: (sarcastic) You DON'T trust me at all! And if you don't trust me, than why don't I put the card back in the doll's pocket?

Me: Because I like to make things difficult. Now no more questions, lets just get to my locker.

Fortunately, the stands and the whole convention were not near the lockers, so I could put that creepy card inside mine.

When we got to my locker, I put Slappy down to the ground and turned the dial to open it. As soon as the combination clicked, I opened my locker, threw the card inside and closed the door.

I picked up Slappy and started heading for the exit again, and of course, Lindsey followed behind slowly.

Me: (annoyed) Lindsey, why are you moving so slow? Why don't you come up here by me?

Lindsey: I don't want to be by that creepy doll. It freaks me out.

Me: Come on! It's not that scary...

Lindsey: If that doll kept starring at you weirdly, you would be freaked out, too!

I rolled my eyes and just kept on walking. Me and Lindsey didn't speak to each other until we reached the exit, because when I was struggling to open the door, Lindsey gave a little shriek.

I turned around and looked at her angrily.

Me: (really annoyed) What's wrong now?

Lindsey: (scared) That doll smiled at me! I saw him smile!

Me: (sarcastic) Slappy was already smiling... He can do nothing BUT smile!

Lindsey: (worried) No, you don't understand! I saw him look "normal" and than he suddenly just started smiling! You got to believe me!

Me: (annoyed) Listen, I don't feel like arguing right now, because I'm tired, but I'll leave you at this: dolls can't just "suddenly smile" at you, because their not real. I don't know what's wrong with you Lindsey, but you need to stop now.

Lindsey looked down to the ground with a couple tears in her eyes. I didn't want to say anything else to her, so I just opened the door and left the school... with Lindsey following behind and not looking at Slappy on the way home.

It wasn't a long walk from the school to my house, so thank Sonic for that!

As we were almost to the house, I kept thinking about what Lindsey said; about Slappy smiling at her. Dolls can't smile at people, unless they were alive or something... and things like that don't happen in the real world... right?...