~Y/N POV~

Now that Bill's been taken care of, now it was time to surprise Mary with what Otis and I worked on. We walked up the stairs and covered the surprise with a curtain as he and I decided to talk.

Otis: Baby told me about what happened, and I just wanna let you know that I don't condone what those fuckers did to you.

Y/N: Yeah.

Otis: Why are you so angry all the time?

Y/N: Because of what they said about me and how they treated me. They thought I was worth nothing to them after my parents died.

Otis: Well, Y/N, I'm gonna say that you're not worth nothing, you're something, and that's a big fucking reason for me to welcome you in our family. We can be brothers, you know? Brothers in arms. Together we'll get through anything, but I have to ask you something.

Y/N: Go ahead.

Otis: What do you see in my sister?

Y/N: I hope you don't mind me saying that Baby is a sweetie when she's around me. I'll admit, she's a bit of a nut, but in the cute kind.

Otis: I'll let pass because you're right about her, she is a cute nut. Thing is, I'm her adopted brother and we don't leave each other's side, now with you taking a liking to her, I'm ready to let that go.

Y/N: Are you sure?

Otis: I'm sure. I've seen her eyes, Y/N. She wants you, but I want you to promise me something and I mean it.

Y/N: Okay.

Otis: Don't let anyone push her around. She never had anyone outside of her family care for her and it's better if you did. Do that for me, will you?

Y/N: I will, Otis. You have my word.

Then, we heard a scream in the other room, where I figured out that it was Mary and Otis told me to hide behind this curtain, where Mary's surprise was.

Otis: Shut your mouth!

She kept screaming under the gag while wearing a Dunce hat.

Otis: I said, shut your fucking mouth!

I saw him hit the hat off of her, moved her away from the wall and started yelling at her...

Otis: Listen, you Malibu middleclass Barbie piece of shit, I'm trying to work here!

Mary did shut up as she was still scared at Otis and the way he was talking to her. With that "burn this flag" tank top, I think that sealed the deal.

Otis: Work! You ever work? Yeah, I'll bet you have: scooping ice cream to your shitheel friends on summer break. I ain't talking about no goddamn white socks with Mickey Mouse one side and Donald Duck on the other. I ain't readin' no funny books, Mama. Our bodies come and go, but this blood is forever.

Mary was quiet and scared at what was going to happen next.

Otis: Now, I'm gonna remove your gag, but if you make so much as a fucking peep I'm gonna cut you like a pig and make you eat your own fucking intestines. You got me?

He then looked up and winked at me, letting me know that I was going to do it when he said he would.

Was I surprised by that? Not really.

Mary's gag was removed and then she started asking questions.

Mary: Why are you doing this to me? Why are you doing this?

Otis: Doing what? Messy up your day?

Mary: Where's Bill? Where's Bill?

Otis: Bill?

Mary: Is he okay?

Otis: He's a good guy. He's been a great help to me. A real blessin'. I couldn't have asked for a better specimen. You don't know what kinda dry spell I've had here, total block, total block. But Bill, he's okay.

Mary: Where is he? Where is he? Can I see him? Can I see Bill, please?

Otis: Let's go see. Y/N, come in, will ya?

I walked in and turned Mary around as she was shocked at me joining the Firefly family. Her and the others did nothing for me and this is just sweet revenge for me.

Mary: Y/N? Why would you join them?

Y/N: Why not? You and your friends' love and respect means nothing to me anymore. You can deny that you always cared for me all you want but the fucking truth is, you did care, but you only cared about yourselves more than me. You guys always ordered me around and I'm done being the fucking yesman! You try being in my shoes for once, oh wait, you can't because I'm a size 11 and you're a 6.

Otis and I moved to the curtain and we were ready to give Mary the surprise.

Otis: Behold...

He looked at me, nodding with a smile, and I said, as we opened the curtain...

Y/N: Fish-Boy!

Mary: Oh my God! Oh my God, Bill. No, no, this can't be real. This can't be real. This can't be real, this can't be real.

Otis: Oh, it's real. Real as we want it to be, Mama

(A/N: And Otis is right! That fish part is actually a real thing inspired by Mermaid mythology and it's actually something that Rob Zombie keeps in his house as a souvenir since House of 1000 Corpses was the first movie he ever directed.)

After Otis gave Mary a kiss on the cheek, he looked at me as I was smiling to no end.

Otis: Baby's got something for you in the next room. Be sure to go to her.

Y/N: Absolutely.

I left the room and went to Baby who was dressed in what seems to be a cheerleader outfit. She looked cute in it!

Baby: We're gonna torture your favorite person.

Y/N: Jerry?

Baby: That's right. And I got something special for him.

Y/N: And what's that?

Baby: A little something that I like to call, "you'll see".

We then walked over to the room where Jerry was and she kicked the door open with a smile.

Baby: Hey, poopie pants. What's new?

Jerry: Where the fuck is Bill? Where's Denise? You can't keep us here.

Y/N: Shut up, you fucking piece of shit!

He then looked at me, shocked as he was, looking at me, but he didn't say anything.

Baby then took out some scissors as I held a straight razor for her to use in a little bit.

Baby: Wanna play a guessing game? Guess what number I'm thinking of.

Jerry: Eat shit and die.

Then she started cutting Jerry's hair while he was protesting about it. Good riddance because she just flexed on his dumb looking dumb ass!

Jerry: No wait, please. Come on, stop it. What do you want! What do you want from me! What do you want from-

Baby: Be quiet. I don't wanna slip.

She finished and put the hair in his mouth as she had one more question for Jerry. Seeing him like this and being tortured by Baby was a sight to see. Now I'm starting to love her as more than a friend. I want her as my girlfriend.

Baby: Okay, one more. You get this right, we'll let you go. You get it wrong, you are fucked! Who's my favorite movie star?

I already know, Bette Davis, thanks to a poster of her in Baby's room.

Jerry: I don't know. Marilyn Monroe?

Y/N: Wrong answer.

That's when Baby took the straight razor and started scalping Jerry as hard as she wanted! Jerry was screaming in agony and in pain that he could literally be heard throughout the entire house!

He deserved every bit of this and I was happy as I can be, almost jumping around, clapping with joy that this was happening in front of me.

Of course, after Jerry was scalped, I took a staple gun and stapled it on the door for Jerry to see.

Y/N: Hope you like what you see. And the answer you should've said was Bette Davis.

Baby and I left the room as Jerry passed out due to the pain on the top of his scalp.

After that, we decided to sit in the living room watching "What Ever Happened To Baby Jane". And who starred in that movie? Yep, you guessed it, Bette Davis.

~Nash POV~

I just walked out of a gas station with two Coca-cola bottles and I had to see a fuckin' greasemonkey leaning on the car.

Nash: Get off the damn car, this ain't your living room.

He did as I passed one to Wydell and we waited for an ex-cop to help us with finding the missing people.

Nash: You sure this guy is supposed to ride with us, in this car?

Wydell: Mm-hmm.

Nash: This doesn't seem right to me.

Wydell: It ain't up to us, Chief said pick him up and take him with us. Guy's an ex-cop, figures he can be of some help.

Nash: I just hope he doesn't get in my way, is all I'm sayin'.

Then, a car pulled up and it must be the guy.

Wydell: This must be him.

He came out in regular clothes and walked up to us.

Wydell: Mr. Willis?

Willis: Yes, sir.

Wydell: I'm Wydell, this is Nash.

We all shook hands and introduced ourselves as we had to get on with the investigation.

Willis: Any leads?

Wydell: We we're on our way to check on a couple of farms out on the edge of town. That's about our only lead up to this point.

Willis: What about this body you found?

Wydell: You know about that?

Nash: Local girl, Karen Murphy. One of the cheerleaders that went missing last week.

Willis: That's it?

Wydell: We know the kids were on their way out to a place the locals call Deadwood.

Nash: They wanted to play Nancy Drew with this local legend people call Dr. Satan.

Willis: This is insane.

Nash: Don't you worry about it. We'll find her, alright?

~Vignette~

An old man who is black is holding a shotgun, in front of a log cabin with so many signs with scripture and whatnot, and is saying...

Old Man: My name is Lewis Dover and I'm no rich man, but I know the truth. You don't have to go to hell. You're in hell- this is hell. This is hell. This is hell!

~End of Vignette~

(A/N: Um, right. I have a question for Rob Zombie when it came to that vignette: the fuck was that?)