Danger lurks in every corner ch 5

Chapter 5:

It was a Thursday evening when Flaky heard a doorbell ring. She got up and looked through the peak hole. Petunia and Giggles were standing there with a couple of back packs hung over their shoulders' and sleeping bags under one of their arms. Flaky sighed softly then opened up. "Hello, what are you guys doing here?" She asked, stepping away to let them in. "To prepare you for tomorrow." Giggles said, her tone making it sound like it was obvious. "Yeah, but right after I go to the bathroom! I had a large drink earlier!" Flaky directed Petunia which way to go. She rushed in and shut the door behind her. Giggles roamed around the house a little; looking at the bright yellow colors on the walls; observed some personal photos; gazed at Flaky's smooth wooden table, until Petunia came out of the restroom and announced "We can work with clothes." Flaky shook her head in disbelief. "I can't wear clothing! My quills would tear holes in the back." She informed the two. "Well, you never know until you try." Giggles quoted, pulling a lavender shirt out of her back pack and handing it to Flaky.
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"See? I told you it wouldn't work." She had been right... her dandruff-covered quills tore up the back of her clothing item. With a swift yang, Flaky took the shirt off and gave it back to Giggles. "Eh... who needs clothes anyways? It's not like any of us ever wear them." She replied. Petunia wrapped her blue fingers around the Christmas tree air freshener that hung from her neck and scowled. "That's an accessory," Giggles explained. "Which means that it doesn't count."
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Flaky scrubbed her buck teeth with a clear toothbrush. The bristles rubbed up against her gums. After she spat into the sink, she stared at her own reflection in the bathroom mirror. She had never been so worried about some one's opinion of her. She only hoped that if the date didn't work out, Flippy would still like her as a friend, at least... Flaky entered her bedroom once again. Giggles and Petunia were staying over for the night. Their sleeping bags were moving up and down with their light snoring. She smiled, jumped into bed (not loud enough to wake her friends), and threw her aqua bed sheet over her head. She had nothing to worry about. But unfortunately, Flaky forgot to lock her front door...
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Flippy had taken special sleeping medicine before he went to bed, because he knew that if he didn't eat the pills, he would be up all night. But while Flippy peacefully dozed off... Evil could take over without him even noticing.
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From settle breathing to deep growls, it had been a while since he had hurt anyone, which made Evil frustrated. He made his way to the closet, but it was hard to see because the bedroom was dimly lit. The closet light flickered on. Chuckling, he pulled down a box that was placed on the top shelf of the closet. Evil lifted up the lid, then set it aside. His yellow eyes glimmered as he picked up what he had stored inside... a loaded gun. He didn't have the time to get creative with his murder.
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He had planned to pick the lock, but since Flaky had left the front door unlocked, he just twisted the doorknob and came inside. "This is going to be easier than I thought..."
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Gun in hand, he crept around the house, as silent as a mouse. Evil searched the black-and-white titled kitchen. Nobody was there. He scanned the bathroom, remembering to check behind the shower curtains. When he took his first step out of the doorway, he finally spotted another closed door. A sick grin formed on his face.
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Flaky had no luck falling asleep. Though she did close her eyes, trying to think about all of the good things in the world. They shot open when Flaky heard the door creak open. Her body shook with fear. Moonlight shimmered through her windowsill, making everything in the room visible. Slowly, she lifted up a side of her bed sheet to take a peak at the intruder. Her vison was a little blurred, but she could still tell who the person was. "Flippy?!" She exclaimed. But then Flaky noticed the gun, different eye color and sharpened teeth. "Hey honey," Evil said in a raspy voice. "I'm back."