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Prequel to "Parking".
Marshall Teller stepped out of the run-down apartment building, letting the heavy fire door swing close behind him. His breath plumed in the frosty air and he dug in his coat pocket for his car keys, trudging down a garden path gone slick with ice.
He stopped at the sidewalk and looked around.
"No," he said, his tone one of rapidly dawning horror. "No, no, no."
A little girl in pigtails and black patent Mary Janes too light for the weather looked up at him.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked.
"Somebody stole my car!" Marshall almost shouted. He took a deep breath, feeling the cold air scour his lungs, and forced himself to lower his voice.
"Have you seen it?" he asked. "It was parked right where you're standing. It's red with an "I Brake For Cryptids" bumper sticker and..." He trailed off, noting the black and yellow Bigfoot silhouette on the girl's candy-apple sweater.
"Oh no," he said.
"Oh yes," said his car, beaming up at him with a mouthful of headlight-bright milk teeth. "I thought you might be upset about your vehicle achieving full sentience, so I took a form your human brain can comprehend."
"I'm pretty sure the human brain can comprehend cars," said Marshall.
The car shook her human head, white-blonde hair whipping wildly about her round, rosy cheeks.
"Not talking ones," she said. "Not without going insane and dying from the sheer mind-destroying shock of it."
"No," said Marshall. "We're actually pretty okay with talking cars."
The car looked worried.
"I think you might have gone insane already," she said. She mounted the curb, her knees shrieking like an axle being dragged over asphalt. Marshall flinched back.
"It's okay," said the car, reaching for his hand. "This happened with Hasslehoff too."
Marshall started screaming.
Microwave-verse
Bonfire by
froodle, in which Pinocchio is ruined forever
Gingerbread by
froodle, in which there is a witch in the Eerie Woods
Leaves by
froodle, in which plantlife finds Marshall entirely too enticing
Offspring by
froodle, in which there are dragons
Based on Your Previous Purchases by
froodle, in which Mars should really pay attention to Amazon's reccomendations
Housework by
froodle, in which a rota cannot be agreed upon
Breakfast by
froodle, in which Dash's attempts at cookery do not go well
Ghost in the Machine by
froodle, in which a new laptop opens an old wound
Consequences by
froodle, in which an encounter with leprechauns leaves the boys very tired indeed
The Microwave by
froodle, in which Andrea Fantucci returns to Eerie after a considerable absense
The Eldritch Abomination in the Room by
froodle, in which the microwave is most definitely not discussed
Basic Household Maintenance by
froodle, in which manticores are inconsiderate houseguests
Torrential by
froodle, in which there is a storm, and the boys eat ice-cream
Linens by
froodle, in which Dash X makes a bed
Night Music by
froodle, in which Simon is woken by a nocturnal visitor
In For The Night by
froodle, in which Dash refuses to leave the house
Hound by
froodle, in which Simon makes a friend
Errands by
froodle, in which Simon has a to-do list
Waterlogged by
froodle, in which Eerie experiences heavy rainfall
Wildlife by
froodle, in which Simon and Marshall go to the beach
Rainbow by
froodle, in which Dash fails to properly appreciate Michael Flatley
Jackolantern by
froodle, in which the local pumpkin patch has a problem
Marshall Teller stepped out of the run-down apartment building, letting the heavy fire door swing close behind him. His breath plumed in the frosty air and he dug in his coat pocket for his car keys, trudging down a garden path gone slick with ice.
He stopped at the sidewalk and looked around.
"No," he said, his tone one of rapidly dawning horror. "No, no, no."
A little girl in pigtails and black patent Mary Janes too light for the weather looked up at him.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked.
"Somebody stole my car!" Marshall almost shouted. He took a deep breath, feeling the cold air scour his lungs, and forced himself to lower his voice.
"Have you seen it?" he asked. "It was parked right where you're standing. It's red with an "I Brake For Cryptids" bumper sticker and..." He trailed off, noting the black and yellow Bigfoot silhouette on the girl's candy-apple sweater.
"Oh no," he said.
"Oh yes," said his car, beaming up at him with a mouthful of headlight-bright milk teeth. "I thought you might be upset about your vehicle achieving full sentience, so I took a form your human brain can comprehend."
"I'm pretty sure the human brain can comprehend cars," said Marshall.
The car shook her human head, white-blonde hair whipping wildly about her round, rosy cheeks.
"Not talking ones," she said. "Not without going insane and dying from the sheer mind-destroying shock of it."
"No," said Marshall. "We're actually pretty okay with talking cars."
The car looked worried.
"I think you might have gone insane already," she said. She mounted the curb, her knees shrieking like an axle being dragged over asphalt. Marshall flinched back.
"It's okay," said the car, reaching for his hand. "This happened with Hasslehoff too."
Marshall started screaming.
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