the x series: goosebumps, slappy x reader

L.A. Part 1

You make it to the elevator and head to your room floor, floor 9, a vacant floor littered with 100 locked and dormant rooms, long silent hallways, dimly lite with one crystal chandelier in every hallway. "Creepy" you exclaim, Slappy hops out of his backpack "this place is dead" he says with a cringe like snarling face. "I agree" you say getting paranoid of your environment. "Let's just find our room" Slappy says pushing you along forcing you to speed
walk wells in a state of paralysis. By the time you reach the door a colossal rush of anxiety brushes over you as you struggle with the lock and swing the door open. Staring in at the vacant dim room, you step in Slappy not to far behind you "wow, again I say 'creepy'" you say looking at Slappy hoping for one of his rude reassuring jesters yet he says something you didn't expect him to do "I agree with ya I wouldn't stay in here for a night....... never mind.... WE HAVE TO!" He says jumping at his words like claws clawing at your restless face. "Wow" you say not trying to hint at his words but he asks anyway "wow what?" He exclaims. "Nothing nothing let's just get ready for the long day ahead of us" you say with a disturbed smile. As you step in the room you get a whiff of what smells like Clorox "seems like the cleaning lady has bee in here before us" you say trying to add little tone in your voice. "Cleaning lady? Funny joke, doesn't look like anyone rented out this dump in years" he says making a cringe face. You throw your stuff on the wooden creaky bed of which layed a blue white and green color red bulky soft blanket and under that a singular white sheet that acts as protection against the hard tile like bed. Above the bed sits a painting of patterns quite out of taste and honestly ugly, behind that painting is a bland colored scratchy wall defiantly painted brick not even the nice brick but the cement one not marble like the rest of the building. Slappy sits in a bland blue cushion wooden chair, as he sits in it it makes a gut wrenching creek that sends him straight back off the chair faster than he sat down. "Lovely" you think to yourself "just pleasant"................... to be continued part 2

(As you know the clown invasion has reached Florida, they are in my area now and we are told to be on a look out at all times and to be armed at all times, not to leave the house at night or on our own, wish us luck. Love to the fandom❤️ peace✌🏽️