The Nightmare Before Christmas
Dipper approached the large mansion, frightened out of his stitches for what he was about to do. He knew this Christmas thing was a bad idea, but Stanley didn't listen to him. He thinks that Halloween and Christmas could mix, and now he's flying around trying to imitate Stanford Clause. Who was now in the Boogie Man's mansion. And Dipper had to find a way to get him out...
He had asked around the town and learned a bit more about the Boogie Man. Aside from being the most feared monster in town, he also left the Halloween world to scare children in their dreams. Dipper shuttered, remembering how his dreams were always filled with nightmares. Even though he was a monster just like everyone else, he still seemed to be tormented by this being.
He also learned that once he got a victim, he generally tortured them in his underground lair. He walked around the property trying to find a way to the basement. On the way around he spotted a grate and looked through. What he saw was a floor set-up like a large chess board with multiple life size pieces scattered around.
He saw who he assumed to be Stanford Clause, hands tied above his head, on one end of the board. Then, he heard an echoing laugh and looked around but saw no one.
Eventually, out of the shadows came a being with the shape of a man. He seemed to be a mere shadow as he was completely black except for his one golden eye. The few details which Dipper could make out were his top hat, bow tie, and cane.
"Well, Stanford Clause!" the being began. "It really is an honor to have you here in my humble abode." Stanford tried yelling, but the gag around his mouth muffled his screams. "I don't see why you're even trying, I'm the only one here for miles. But I'll take that off for you," he said as he snapped his fingers and the gag disappeared.
Stanford blinked in shock at the crude creature, then started. "Release me! I've got to go stop that volatile creature from ruining Christmas!" He yelled, referring to Stanley.
"Well I can't let you do that! Once he brings darkness to a holiday like Christmas I'll be able to scare even more children, making me twice as powerful! Plus, you're gonna be a lot of fun to play with," said the dark being. Even his shadow seemed to grow an eerie white smile where his mouth would be. "I'll be right back, I've got to get some things before we start." He backed away into the shadows, his laugh starting again then fading out as quickly as it came.
Dipper saw this as his chance. He moved the grate from its spot and slowly lowered himself into the room. Stanford looked over, confused by what was happening. "What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Sh," Dipper said trying to quiet him. "I'm here to break you out. We need to do it before he gets back." He set to work trying to untie the knot that held the man's hands together.
"Thank you for doing this," he whispered. He was amazed to find a monster that actually wanted to help him. He thought they were all cruel, but this one seemed nice enough.
"Don't thank me yet," Dipper said back. He saw something shuffle in the shadows just as he got the knot undone. "Run there and climb through the hole, I'm right behind you."
"But what are you going to do?" The man asked. He seemed to have a genuine concern for this boy.
"I'm going to have to distract him while you get out. Run to the laboratory in town and my sister Mabel will be able to help you. She's just as against this Halloween-Christmas thing as me." He pointed the exit out to Stanford who started running towards the opening.
Dipper ran behind one of the pieces on the board, hoping what he thought of could work. He heard the Boogie Man scream as he noticed Stanford missing.
"Where did you go, fat man?!?" He screamed. Dipper peaked from behind the piece and saw the beings eye was now red. As he approached the piece Dipper hid behind, the boy kicked his leg out in front of the man.
The Boogie Man stopped, confused by what was happening. Dipper figured it must have been working since his eye changed back to a normal yellow. He brought his leg in slowly, then came around the piece to be face to face with the being. He was frightened to say the least, but he put a lust filled look on his face to distract the other.
He walked towards him and placed his hands on the shadow's chest, eventually moving one to the beings neck and the other to his thigh. He tilted the being's head to the side and went in for a kiss where he assumed the others lips to be. The being did nothing to protest, moving his lips onto Dipper's.
Dipper figured ten seconds would be enough and after that he pulled back. The beings yellow eye was actually a bit pink now, Dipper assumed it must have been blushing somewhat. Dipper took the beings stillness as his signal and ran in the other direction. He was so close to the exit, but then he felt something grab his arm. "Where do you think you're going?" asked the man.
Dipper's expression went from scared to terrified. He realized he had one chance to escape still, and he pulled the stitch that connected his upper and lower arm. Once the two parts became disconnected he ran again, hearing the being scream. He was about to hop through the exit when the shadows seemed to have blocked it off. He couldn't see it, and eventually the shadows became thicker like a fog. They moved closer to him and he started to back away, only to bump into the Boogie Man himself.
The being put his arms around the boy, encircling him in a calming darkness. Once all the shadows caught up to Dipper, he fell asleep in his arms. "Sleep now, little Pine Tree." He snapped his fingers and a bed came into being. He laid the boy down and set to work on fixing his arm. Once he stitched it back on he ran his hand on it, enjoying the boy's soft texture and occasional stitch.
"You know, you're the first person who ever kissed me without me forcing them to," he confessed to the sleeping teen. "It felt nice, how did it feel for you?" He asked this question and of course didn't expect an answer. "I don't understand why you would help that man, he's never done anything for you. You let him get away, and he was my new toy." The beings smile was once again visible through the shadows. "Then again, you're my new toy now. And you're even better than him." He ran a delicate hand through the boys tangled locks, then placed a kiss on his forehead. "Once you wake up, we'll get to play a real game..." Once again, a bone-chilling laugh reverberated throughout the lair.
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Dipper woke up after a while, thankful for a dreamless sleep. He tried moving to get up, but he was restricted. He looked down at himself from where he was lying and saw his wrists, ankles, and torso strapped to the table. It was an experimentation table, he did a sigh of relief as he realized he was probably just back home and in the lab. Stanley sometimes did experiments on him in his sleep.
But then he heard that sinister laugh reverberate around him. "No little one, you're not home. Well, your old home at least." Dipper felt a cold air come over him as the man came toward the head of the table. The being moved into Dipper's vision, yellow eye bright and smile white. "You're at your new home now."
Dipper screeched and started to jerk around on the table, trying to break his bonds. After a while he realized that it definitely wasn't working. Tears began to form in his eyes, scared of his fate. "Please, you have to let me go. I just wanted to help..."
The being wiped away the boy's tears, then placed a kiss on the boy's forehead. Dipper was so shocked by these actions he stopped all he was doing and just stared up at the being. "I know, and what you did will help a lot of people. Sadly, you hurt me. I'm afraid to make up for it you'll have to stay here with me, forever..." The being had a smile on his face, and Dipper couldn't tell if it was mocking him or if it was genuinely happy it now had him. "I remember sending you nightmares, I would relish in your screams. They were so pure, you're so pure. But we're going to fix that now..."
The being waved his hand and the table started moving up to go in more of a diagonal. Dipper held his breath, wondering what would now happen to him. The being delicately placed a hand on his check, but Dipper receded at the touch. The man pulled his hand back and brought it to his side. "You'll learn to love me, in time. Didn't you feel anything with that kiss?"
Dipper looked at him, trying to think of an answer. "I did what I had to do," he said, pleased with how the creature backed away slightly.
"Well then, if you won't accept love maybe you'll accept pain." The being grew his shadowy form a bit taller, enough to make Dipper shrink slightly even in his position. "I think we'll start here," he said as he touched the stitch in Dipper's right arm. "So, tell me, how does this feel!" he said as he yanked that stitch out.
Dipper screamed in pain, he wasn't used to being handled that roughly. "Why can't you just let me go?" His voice cracked, feeling weaker by the minute.
"Well you're my new toy, and I don't just give up my toys that easily." He threw the stitch to the side, then felt around the boy's other arm for another. "That Stanford may have gotten away, but that's okay. I have you now." Once he found another he tugged it out, giving off another scream from the boy. He relished in the boy's screams, they were even better to hear in person. "And you're so much more fun."
The Boogie Man continued the process on various parts of the body, tugging stitch by stitch out until Dipper looked like a broken puzzle. Dipper felt completely destroyed and ready to let his spark go out. "You're not gonna go just yet." He took the boys face in his hands then pressed his lips to Dipper's. He transferred some energy into him, making sure he wouldn't lose his spark. "How was that?" He asked, to which Dipper responded with a little moan. "How about we fix you up now, hm?"
He materialized some thread in his hand, but it wasn't the regular black string Dipper was used to. No, this string was pure gold and glimmered even in the darkness.
"What are you doing with that?" He asked, sleep starting to creep into his voice.
"Gonna put you back together, thought we went over this," he said, giggling a little at the boys drowsiness.
All he could do was stare as the being strung the thread onto a silver needle, the two colors complimented each other beautifully. "I don't deserve thread like that."
The shadow giggled again, white smile showing. "My toys deserve only the best." He kissed the boy again, enjoying how he seemed so tired he actually kissed back. He slowly started to put the pieces of the body back together, gently pulling the thread back and forth. Once he finished, the boy glowed beautifully with hints of gold. "Now everyone will know you're mine."
Dipper just nodded a little, agreeing to anything at the moment. The man snapped his fingers, the restraints pulling away and allowing the boy to slide off the table. As he slide down, the being put his hands underneath the boy and gently scooped him up. He walked out of the chamber and to the master bedroom. It was decorated with gold and black to suit the creatures taste.
The covers of the bed almost looked like him, a large shadow taking up the whole bed. The teen had fallen asleep on the way up and it was easy to slip him under the sheets. The being climbed in after, enjoying the feeling of skin as he cuddled the boy. He had a new toy to love, and he was never letting him go.