Once you'd willingly agreed to hold hands with Michael, you held hands and took a deep breath; mentally preparing yourself to be taunted or teased by Freddy. It's not like you were scared or anything, you just weren't in the mood to be mocked, that's all. But, you couldn't avoid the dream demon - or the rest of the house - forever. Not to mention you still hadn't eaten anything for dinner yet. Besides, you could always just ignore him. Michael's earlier words suddenly echoed through your thoughts, giving you an unexpected sense of calm and helping you to collect your usual composure.

"I ᗯOᑎ'T ᒪET KᖇᑌEGEᖇ TᖇY ᗩᑎYTᕼIᑎG. I ᑭᖇOᗰIᔕE. YOᑌ ᗪOᑎ'T EᐯEᑎ ᕼᗩᐯE TO GO ᗷᗩᑕK ᗪOᗯᑎᔕTᗩIᖇᔕ Iᖴ YOᑌ ᗪOᑎ'T ᗯᗩᑎT TO." [A/N: "I WON'T LET KRUEGER TRY ANYTHING. I PROMISE. YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE TO GO BACK DOWNSTAIRS IF YOU DON'T WANT TO."] Yeah...Yeah. You'd be fine. All you had to do was interact a little, have some dinner, and then you'd be able to just head back upstai—

"Oh~?" A wicked voice drawled out after you'd moved through the hallway and passed the living room. "Would you look who's back. Finished your little temper tantrum, now have you, sweets~?"

"Don't even START with that crap, Freddy." You huffed in annoyance, pushing your aggravation down and moving towards the kitchen instead. "I'm NOT in the mood. All I want to do now is to HAVE something to eat, DEAL with the new information I JUST got told from Hannibal, and then HOPEFULLY come up with a plan to somehow STOP the unwanted admirers."

"D'aww, but I missed you~" The dream demon hummed deceitfully; disappearing and reappearing behind you as soon as you'd started cooking dinner, curling his arms around your waist so he could tug you into his chest. "You were gone for so, SO long~"

"Freddy, I was gone for ninety-minutes." You dryly pointed out, rolling your eyes whilst you shook your head and continued cooking. "If that. So then can't you stop being impatient for just one minute...? Tonight's been a pretty stressful night for me so far."

"Stressful...? How so...?" Pennywise echoed with a puzzled expression, not understanding your words as he also appeared out of thin air and leant against the kitchen counter. "Is this because of that pathetic little fight from before...?"

"You mean the fight that YOU lost?" Freddy snapped viciously, breaking away from you for a split-moment so he could hold his knifed hand out and threaten the killer clown. "After all, YOU were the one who stopped and gave up, remember...?"

"Um, Freddy, I think he was just talking about the fight between Norman and—"

"The only reason I gave up was because I grew bored~" Penny cooed in a sickly-sweet tone, blowing him a condescending kiss before purposely trying to strike a sore spot. "As I recall, you were the one wrenching a knife out of your chest, so who ELSE would I be talking about~?"

"Only because you had home-field advantage." The demonic slasher snarled darkly, glaring at the other killer with the utmost of hatred. "So DON'T get cocky."

"Home-field advantage?" Pennywise half-laughed, repeating Freddy's words and finding his insult to be childishly entertaining. "Are you serious...?"

"Try me in the dreamworld, ASSHOLE, and SEE where it gets you. You'd be FUCKED." Freddy hissed furiously; swiping at Penny without a second thought and dragging his claws heavily down the left side of his shoulder. "God, I HATE you."

"Aww, how cute. You think that I care." The clownish male maliciously mocked, an evil grin stretching across his face as he sent Freddy flying towards the other side of the kitchen. "I could take you on in YOUR realm, OR here, so STOP acting like such a pretentious prick and show me how strong dream demons actually ARE."

"Oh, that's IT—" The dream demon fired back angrily, teleporting directly in front of the clown and dodging Penny's next attack without any difficulty whatsoever. "I will make sure that you never EVER step foot in this fucking house EVER again. Understand, FREAK? So why don't you just CRAWL back down into the sewers where YOU and YOUR kind belong?"

"How can you two spout such nonsense so late in the evening? And around our beloved (Y/n) too." A third voice sighed in false despair, surprise fluttering across your face when you spotted Hannibal enter the kitchen as well. "Talk about disrespect."

"What, YOU want some of this...?" Directing his anger towards the psychiatrist, Freddy spun to the side and glared at Hannibal instead; ignoring Pennywise while his frustration between them both increased.

"If I wanted to hear some more of your rather juvenile remarks, then I believe I would've informed you beforehand." Hannibal sarcastically retaliated, rolling his eyes before moving beside you and shooting you a very sweet smile. "Oh, (Y/n), it's such a relief to see you down here once again. I do apologise if what happened earlier caused you to become somewhat distressed, or disturbed. That really wasn't my intent."

"No, no, don't worry about it." You decided awkwardly, flashing him a faint smile of your own and attempting to calm the chaotic conflict down a bit. "I shouldn't have lashed out the way I did. Guess I just had a lot on my mind, that's all."

"Everybody's allowed to lose control now and then, dearest. I'd say in your case, you could stand to relax a little bit more, let people know what's on your mind." He mentioned softly, cradling the side of your cheek with his right hand and stroking your skin whilst doing so.

"I don't know about that, you guys already have a lot going on..." You uneasily trailed off, causing Penny to grow confused by your statement and Michael to tilt his head.

"Please, will you do that for us...?" Hannibal gently asked, his tender tone of voice and warm expression making you feel tremendously embarrassed.

"Oh...Well, I um...Sure..." You agreed timidly, his gentlemanlike stance and pleasant personality throwing you off like usual.

"Thank you. That's very much appreciated." He commented kindly, running his fingers through your hair before moving away and beginning his own dinner.

"No problem..." You cautiously replied, turning back to your food from before and attempting to finish making your meal. Though as you were starting to cook your dinner, your phone rang; forcing you to stop once more and remind you that you forgot to silence it. Crap...!

And it was another unknown number too...! Stiffening up, you dug it out of your pocket and answered said call, internally panicking due to what this person wanted and what your partners would think. "Why do you keep hanging up on me...?" The unknown voice spoke in a monotone fashion, your eyes widening slightly at their repetition.

"Maybe because I don't know you, and you're acting like some sort of a stalker...?" You muttered under your breath coldly, putting on a brave front and faking confidence.

"Are you getting scared...? Is that it...?" They casually wondered, not seeming to care that they kept creating new and unknown numbers to privately call you.

"No...Just bored." You fiercely fired back, catching the attention of Freddy, Penny, Hannibal and Michael while they all took note of your sudden aggravation. "So listen—"

"No, YOU listen, (Y/n)." The male caller cut you off darkly, their venomous reaction to your response causing your heartbeat to pound. "If you hang up on me again, I will ENTER that house and GUT you like a FISH. Understand?"

"Y...You're kidding, right...?" You stammered out in shock; not expecting the psychotic person to behave so...so maliciously. "Is this some kind of...some kind of a joke...?"

"More of a game, really." They informed you uncaringly, still speaking in that sinister and scary tone.

"I don't care what this is to you, but I am TWO seconds away from calling the—"
"They'd never make it in time. And I think you know that too. More than anyone."
"What do you want...?" You tearfully asked, clutching the phone with both hands whilst also letting your guard down.

"TO SEE WHAT YOUR INSIDES LOOK LIKE."