Sitch of the Living Dummy

By MaceEcam

Story Epilogue

"I can do it." Kim insisted, trying to climb into her mom's car. The cast that covered her arm said otherwise, as did Ron who insisted Kim he help Kim get in and buckle up.

It was the next day, and the place was a mess. Global Justice had come in to pick up Ed, and at the insistence of Kim, her mother, and Ron had called in a squad to pick of Slappy's remains, which for the most part was a pile composed of splitters and ash. Still, everyone was glad to see the dummy gone.

Everyone, that is, but Lonnie. Not that she was sad or angry that Slappy was dead, she just wasn't in a position to say anything after what she had witnessed. The poor girl had been led away by a pair of doctors and been taken to Lowerton Psychiatric Hospital, muttering the whole time about "evil dummy's" and "mullet men". Kim felt guilty about it at first, but decided that Bonnie's sinter might benefit from the experience.

As Ron climbed into the backseat with Kim and Mrs. Possible started the car, Kim turned to him. Tried to anyway, but stopped when her cast hit the seat. "Ron, I really am sorry for not believing you."

"It's no problem Kim", he replied waving her off. The stern and angry demeanor that had held him the night before had for the most part left him, replaced by his usual happy face. Still, both he and Kim knew that this whole situation had left him different. "I mean, a talking dummy? Even I wouldn't have believed that!" The two shared a brief laugh, but then shuddered as the memory of the dummy's demonic cackle came to mind. After a moment, Kim broke the silence.

"So have you talked to your parents yet?"

"No" Ron shook his head. "Not that I've tried. After you drifted off to sleep a crashed almost at once." After her mother treated her arm, she had insisted Kim get some sleep and giving her a sleeping pill, then tried to get Ron to go home. Ron had refused to leave Kim's side however, and soon after fell asleep as well.

Kim nodded; she had expected as much.

"I still can't believe that I let you talk me into releasing you Kim, you should be in the hospital for at least another week." Her mom called from up front. Kim grinned. "I can get just as much rest from the comfort of my bedroom mom, and besides. My doctor does house calls."

Ron laughed at this and Mrs. Possible rolled her eyes. "Just be careful ok? I don't want to have to break your OTHER arm just to keep you still."

Kim started to reply, but stopped as they turned their corner.

The Possible house had been destroyed.

Well not all of it really. Just about half, the entire left half to be exact.

As Ann parked the car and everyone got out, a head could be seen poking out above half of a wall that was still left standing. It was quickly pulled back out of sight, and a moment later Mr. Possible and Mrs. Stoppable came hurrying around the corner of it. Ron's mother held Hana in her lap, wrapped in a blanket.

"James! What happened here?" Anne asked panicking.

"Nothing." The rocket scientist replied, sweating profusely. "Nothing happened, why would you think anything had happened?" He spotted Kim. "Kimmie-cup, what happened to your arm?"

"James." Anne said firmly, causing all present to look at her, some in fear. "What happened to our house?"

"What do you mean?" James answered lamely.

"It's half destroyed!"

"Oh, that. Well you see-" he began to explain, but was stopped when what sounded like loud footsteps were heard. From behind the house, dragging behind it from ropes tied around its neck Tim, Jim, and Mr. Stoppable, was a 20 foot tall Rufus.

"Hiya!" It squeaked.

"That did." James finished.

TO BE CONTINUED IN:

MONSTER BLOOD FOR MOLE RATS!

COMING MARCH 2009!

A/N: That's right, a sequel. One of a line of sequels, including "Say Cheese and Die Already", "Cheer of the Haunted Mask", and "Holiday at Horrorland", all part of my "Impossible Goosebumps" series. Reader's beware, you're in for a scare!