Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Trick Or Treat ❯ Fridge Suckers ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Author’s Note: Huzzah! Chapter one down. Now lets see if I can get all five chapters done before Halloween eh? No object in this chapter! But this chapter should be more fun, if not more wacky. ^^ Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I still don’t own Halloween, Sapph, or Ami. And I don’t own the original Little Red Riding hood story, even though I massacred it terribly.....

Trick or Treat
A Halloween Tale

Chapter Two:
Fridge Suckers

Ami and Sapph stood in the kitchen doorway in a state of shock. The floor was littered with what had once been on the counter, cooling racks zipped by them in an excited fashion and the Cauldron was overturned, leaving broken a burnt cookies all over the floor around it in a puddle of something green and frothy.

“Oh my god.” Ami said taking a tentative step into the kitchen. “What happened in here?” she wondered aloud. Sapph raised a hand and the cauldron picked itself up.

“Maybe the magic just went crazy without me to supervise it?” Sapph guessed. Ami knelt down to take a closer look at some smashed cookie dough on the floor and frowned deeply.

“No, see here, you can make out a partial foot print, it’s gotta be Nancy since she wasn’t wearing any shoes. But over here,” Ami pointed towards the green froth. “there are some boot prints. Some one else was in here with Nancy. And it looks like there was a struggle.”

“You mean...” Sapph whispered in fright. “Someone else is in the house with us?”

“Yes, and they took Nancy.” Ami stood and her wings began to flutter so that she raised off of the floor. “They tracked the green stuff over here towards the fridge.” Ami floated over to the fridge and cautiously pulled the door open.

Instantly the room was flooded in a bright flashing light. Ami raised an arm to shield her eyes and Sapph turned her face. Both girls felt as though they were being pulled towards the fridge and Ami instinctively reached for the first thing she could reach to steady herself.

Unfortunately she grabbed a flying cooling rack and she was sucked into the fridge with it. She hit the floor with a loud “Umph” and released the cookie rack that began to fly around her in circles. Nearby Sapph came tumbling towards her until she came to a stop near her feet.

Ami pushed herself up onto her elbows, as she was on her stomach, and looked around. Close behind her was a bright light that was quickly fading away and before her led a small dark path through what looked like the woods.

Ami picked herself up off the ground and made a beeline for the bright light just as it disappeared completely. She hung her head in dismay as Sapph climbed to her feet and the cookie tray began to circle her.

“Should we follow the trail?” Sapph asked, adjusting her witch’s hat.

“We might as well.” Ami said and turned back towards the path to follow Sapph and the cooling rack.

Soon, the path split in two directions with an arrow pointing each way. One arrow read: Grandma’s House. The other: Hunter’s lodge. Sapph and Ami gave one another very distinct looks of disbelief and Ami turned towards Grandma’s House.

“I hope she didn’t eat the old lady,” Sapph mused and Ami laughed.

“I’d be more concerned with Red Riding Hood’s basket of goodies,” Ami giggled and Sapph nearly snorted with laughter as they headed down the path, cooling rack in tow.

Quite soon they managed to stumble upon a quaint little cottage with a small welcome sign above the door. Ami led the way to the door and, finding it cracked open, pushed. Sapph followed behind her quietly and they listened together, hoping not to find any traces of half eaten grandma or shredded goodie baskets.

“Why Grandma, what big hands you have!” came Nancy’s voice from the back room. Ami and Sapph fought not to laugh and headed for the back room, listening for a response.

“All the better to hold you with my dear,” said a man with a deep voice. Ami and Sapph exchanged worried looks before shoving their way into the back room. There they found Nancy standing next to a bed where a man lay wearing an old woman’s bonnet. Had that not been enough to freak Ami and Sapph out there was also the old woman laying on the floor with a huge gash in her chest.

Ami started forwards but felt a cold chill run down her spine and stopped, somehow she felt as though she mustn’t intrude.

“Why Grandma, what big arms you have!” said Nancy, her voice trembling slightly.

“All the better to swing my axe with!” boomed the man as he raised an already blood stained axe over his head.

Nancy screamed and turned on her heel to run as the axe came swinging at her. It whistled in the air above her head and Ami stiffened as Nancy hit the ground. She and Sapph and stared in sheer horror as the man climbed from the bed to stand over her, raising the axe once more with both hands.

Nancy screamed, raising a hand outwards as though to ward off the axe as it came down on her. Then, as Ami suddenly felt free to move forwards, there was a spark and clang of metal. The girls all looked in surprise as the cooling rack pushed upwards against the axe head over Nancy.


Ami nearly stumbled as she began to move again, Sapph right behind her. They both took hold of Nancy as the man threw aside his axe, cooling tray and all and advanced on them. Together, Ami and Sapph pulled Nancy upwards and out of the room, all three of them scurrying to the exit.

Though before they managed to get out of the house Ami had a brilliant idea.

“The kitchen!” she yelled and jerked Nancy and Sapph to the left just as the man tried to grab at them. They managed to reach the kitchen and Ami quickly closed the door behind them. All three girls leaned up against the door, trying to keep it closed as the man pounded against it from the other side.

“What’s going on?” Nancy shrieked. Ami shook her head and looked around for a fridge. To her amazement there was one sitting in the far corner of the kitchen.

“The fridge, Sapph!” Ami, pointed at the fridge and Sapph nodded, gesturing wildly at it. The fridge door flew open and a bright light spewed out. Ami and Sapph ran towards the light, dragging Nancy behind them.

Ami practically leaped towards the light, not caring if it took them home or to another place, as long as it took them away from the crazed axe man. But as she reached the light she felt a sudden jerk and she lost her grip on Nancy’s hand, she looked back, seeing the man gripping Nancy round the neck as she fell into the light.