Slappy x Reader

Ashlee the broken Doll

Laughter filled the night air as the puppet Slappy burned books and released monsters into the world for destruction. His laughter was crooked and evil as it poisoned the ears of all who listened. His eyes though are glass held emotions some humans couldn't even muster into their gaze. His wooden coffin wood hands danced over the covers of each book cover as he released them into the world and burned the book in hopes of removing any plan to trap the monsters back into their leather prisons. His laughter died down as the books finished burning into ash. As he looked back over his shoulder a lone book he must've missed sat on the metal hood of the Haunted car. He couldn't remember and other monsters Stine had made but it had been years since he was last out into the real world and not stuck in the book created for him. It had become very boring in the same old book where nothing new or exciting happened anymore. He reached out and snatched the book from it's place and read over the cover.

"Ashlee the Broken Doll?" Slappy cooed questioningly. His fingers ran over the strangely textured book cover and oddly enticing font for the letters. It was much different than the other dark and terrifying books Stine made in the pass. Instead it looked old and calming to the eyes. Even the scent was so strange. It attracted little Slappy. It even made him feel relaxed instead of crooked. His small fingers opened the lock and ran down the side of the book gently. The pages were a textured parchment that made him want more. He gripped the cover and gently opened the book releasing the creature inside. Out came a wondrous red mist surrounding Slappy with a scent of roses and other floral scents. It made him close his eyes in wonder as the mist engulfed the small Puppet. Slowly it pulled itself away and started to swirl around the book causing him to drop it. As the mist swirled and grew it became solid and formed a small body of a female Doll. Slappy hopped off the hood of the car and stepped forward interested in the unknown beast. The mist disappeared from the female revealing a porcelain doll. Her features were stunning and her hair groomed beautifully at her shoulders. The pale skin of her body looked cold to the touch and seemed to be the frozen snow itself. Her lips were tinted with a pink shade as well as her cheeks and under eyes. Her eyes. The deepest and brightest shade of red making Slappy's heart skip a beat as they met his brown shaded ones. He stepped closer taking her features in fully as her hands rose up to touch her cheek. She seemed to be confused and unsure as she looked around. As Slappy looked closer he realized a large crack took claim over the right side of her face and running over her eye causing that one to be blind. Slappy felt anger in his chest welding up as he saw the wound or now more of scar. He couldn't figure out why he felt this way but he just did. He felt as if the female before him needed to be protected or cared for by himself. Even though she looked capable of caring for herself Slappy couldn't help but feel responsible for her. He wanted to shield her from Stine's wrath and hold her within his arms so she would never feel the frozen grip of death. She looked to him and tilted her head.

"Where am I?" Came a british accent from her lips making Slappy's heart melt in his wooden chest. His hand reached out as he curved his arm offering her his hand. She looked down and took both arms wrapping them around his single one. He smiled and took her book strolling slowly as she clung to him. He walked closer to the flames with a beautiful doll holding him.

"My beauty you are in Madison with the best dummy around!" She looked at Slappy as he spoke with love lacing his voice which is odd for this small puppet. Her eyes looked into the flames as Slappy smiled down at the doll made of porcelain.

"I am Slappy my beauty. I will be giving you your tour of the town and it's wonderfully terrifying monsters." He stopped an slide from her grasp and caressed her cheek lovingly. Her eyes stared back into his wonderingly. He smiled and poked her nose teasingly before leaning closer.

"And I just can't wait to know you miss....?" He trailed of in hopes of hearing her name. Her eyes looked into his before she licked her lips pulling back slightly. She drew a breath then looked back into his gaze.

"Ashlee. Ashlee the broken doll." With that Slappy smiled and threw her book into the flames of all the other books then returned to her yanking her into by her waist. She squeaked startled by his sudden actions. Her hands fell to his chest as he laughed hysterically when the flames changed to the rosy red of her books cover. The smoke scent out a strange scent into the night air.

"No longer are you broken. But whole with me and soon will be queen alongside my wooden form." She looked up at Slappy then to the flames of her book as it became ash and freeing her from the prison of the horrific land she once called home. Her eyes brightened as her head fell sweetly into Slappy's chest while watching the smoke rise higher and higher. Laughter rang out from Slappy as he held the small porcelain lady in his arms. Now is when Slappy will get his revenge on Papa!