Last Chapter...
I stared at the door and watched as it opened to reveal...

And Now...
...some scraggly looking old dude. What the hell?
"Why do you have a girl?" the old person said.
"I found her outside; she got lost while looking for her friend," Matt explained, while I was staring at the newbie. (I don't even know xD)
"Well, you know she can't stay for long," Mr. Gramps said while glaring at my trembling form.
"I-i don't h-have t-to s-stay for l-long; I-i'm j-just worried a-about m-my f-friend, (F-f/N)," Pssh, over my dead body.
"Here are some pancakes, (Y/N)," Matt said while handing me a plate that consisted of 3 perfectly made pancakes...I kind of forgot that I need meat with every meal, *internal sigh*.
The old guy sighed, "You got to give her more than that, Matt, look how fucking scrawny she is, she needs meat," he said before rummaging through the fridge and throwing a raw chicken on the table. Thank you, old guy.
"She can't eat cold chick-" Matt stopped his argument halfway when he saw that the whole chicken was gone, plus 2 1/2 of the pancakes, while the other half of the last pancake was hanging out of my mouth. Oops.
The old guy gave a small chuckle, walked over and patted my head, "Wow, Matt, you sure find some pretty weird children." Wait...what?

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After Francois (Matt told me his name) left and Matt and I went back up to his room, it was probably around 7:40. Wow, time sure does fly when you are trying to be scared.
While me and Matt were talking about (F/N), I heard someone with feminine footsteps walking toward the door,
"Oh, Mattie! Francois said you had a little visitor!" There's pinky.
"Oi, Oliver, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that!" Matt yelled at the walking rainbow named "Oliver".
"Awwe, but I just want to see the poppet!" Oliver yelled from the other side of the door. I looked at Matt and the door, then started shaking.
Matt sighed, "I'll bring her down in a bit, Oliver," I looked at him, horrified. He must've saw the look I was giving him, because he laughed. HE LAUGHED. AT MY LOOK. WHY.
"Don't worry, (Y/N), he's cool," he said as he stood up and stretched. Cool, my ass...wait, no. Never mind.
"Come on," Matt said as he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. Great...

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Well, here I am in front of Francois, Oliver and the ass that knocked me out with a baseball bat. At least Matt is with m-
"I need to take a piss," ...well there he goes ;-;
"So who the fuck is this kid?" Well, Mr. Asshole-
"ALLEN, NO SWEARING!" Woah, Mr. Rainbow, calm your tits.
"Her name's...uh.." Thaaanks Francois. Dammit.
"M-my n-name's (Y-y/N)," I whispered while looking at my feet.
"What'd you say?" "Allen" said while staring at me. WHAT, BITCH, DID I STUTTER? Oh, wait. Hahahaha.
"M-my name's (Y/N)," I said slightly sterner. Oliver kneeled in front of me, I looked up at him and trembled slightly. All of a sudden I was wrapped in a hug. HOLY SHIT.
"Awwe, you're so cute, poppet!" He chirped. I really wish I could die now.
"But why were you in the woods and where are your parents?" He said when he let go and stared in my eyes. I forced tears to my eyes,
"I was trick or treating, but then I got lost when I was looking for my best friend," I told him while sniffling. He looked quite sympathetic; LIES!
"What about your parents, poppet?" He asked while I looked at my feet again. Oh fuck, oh SHIT, oh fuck, uhhhh.
I forced more tears to my eyes, "Mommy and daddy died in a big fire, with uncles and cousins," I tried to say while hiccuping. Well, pretty close to the truth, minus all the gruesome shit. Oliver pulled me into another hug; DAMMIT I WOULD RATHER NOT BE SUFFOCATED BY A CUPCAKE.
"We'll take care of you, poppet!" He said while petting my hair.
Oh like hell you will...well, I guess this is sort of a good thing; I haven't had new toys in a while.

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INNUENDO NOT INTENDED

I swear xD