A WereStallone In Hillhurst part 2
I was in my bed in my new bedroom at Hillhurst trying to sleep, but no matter how many times I tried to I kept winding up becoming wide awake.
I was tossing and turning, having horrific nightmares regarding my new 'condition', in it I was painfully transformation into the Werestallone and was forced to attack my own monstrous companions.
I was now fearing for the safety of myself and the other residents of the mansion, for I knew know that at this rate....it would only be a matter of time until it happened for real.
"Aaaagh...no....I don't wanna be a WereStallone...i'm too nice...nooo...nooo....nooo.."
When the nightmares were over, I awoke in a cold sweat and screamed at the top of my voice.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Flabber and the house monsters rushed in to see what was the matter, they were very concerned about me.
"What's wrong?"
"Guys....I have been having nightmares..."
"What were they about?"
"I dreamed I was transforming into a WereStallone and that I was forced to attack you."
"Oh my, that does sound horrifying."
"Luckily it was just a nightmare, right?"
"Ummm....I guess, but you're still going to turn into one.."
"I know and that's what i'm afraid of. I'm afraid that I might turn and try to attack you or something. And you know I wouldn't do that, don't you?"
"Flabsolutely. We're your friends here, Nate. You know that no matter what, we're here for you!"
"Aaaw...I knew I could count on you guys.."
"Meet me and the others downstairs."
I raced downstairs to meet up with Flabber and the other house monsters, once I got there we all sat down to discuss my predicament.
"So....what are we going to do about Nathan? If he turns into a WereStallone we are doomed. And that is most definitely unflabulous."
"We could lock him in a cage."
"What? Are you crazy?"
"It worked for Wolfie didn't it?"
"Ummm...no..he..escaped!"
"I personally think we should look after him and make sure that he doesn't go off doing anything dangerous..."
"It's not like he's going to become fully Stallone-like or anything. I mean what's the worst that could happen?"
As I was listening to what they were saying, suddenly a rush of adrenalin and energy burned all through my body.
I found myself getting stronger and faster as well as suddenly having the urge to work out furiously and practice boxing moves, it was the instincts of the WereStallone already starting to take hold of me..
And within a few seconds later the other house monsters turned around to see me in the middle of an arm wrestling match with Frankenbeans.
"Flabber, look....he's having an arm wrestling match with Frankie!"
"Oh no...this is worse than I feared....the WereStallone instincts are starting to take hold of him.. this calls for a flabtastically urgent intervention."
"I don't know if that's such a good idea...."
"It never hurts to try though..."
Flabber spun around and appeared in a trucker's outfit as he ran up to me, I had just finished my arm wrestling match with Frankenbeans and had won much to my surprise.
"Yes! I win."
"You strong..."
"Yes, Frankie...I am.."
"Nathan, Nathan....listen to me."
"What is it, Flabber? Is it urgent?"
"Yes...it is...those WereStallone instincts are already starting to take hold of you, and at this rate you'll probably become a lot more agressive and dangerous...but don't worry, we're going to look after you."
"Ah thank god."
"Yeah...you can count on us."
Mums tapped me on the shoulder with his left hand, and without warning I turned around and snarled at him with my eyes glowing a shade of yellow.
"Back off, bone bag!" I snarled, my voice deepening a little.
"Gah! Flabber, heeeelp!"
"I'm sorry....I just don't know what came over me."
"You're going into be turning into a WereStallone... that's what is coming over you, you've already developed the instincts and it's only a matter of time till you start changing..."
"You're right...I better get out of here before it's too late."
"You're our friend, Nate and you're staying with us. So relax...and try not to let the WereStallone instincts control you, especially seeing as it's a full moon out...you'll be more wild than Wolfie if you do."
"I don't mind....I can't wait to see him transform."
"Ummmm, Little Ghoul he could be dangerous if he does transform.."
"Aaaaw....but I LOVE bad boys, and Nathan will make a very handsome wereStallone I bet."
"Little Ghoul!"
"Aaaaaw...please? I've always wanted to have a WereStallone around the house. They're so big and tough...plus it would be funny to see him fight Wolfie..."
"I said he could be dangerous..."
"And I love danger....I live for it!"
After that little debate, I ran off into the main foyer and pondered for a while about my fate. I knew I was getting closer and closer to becoming a WereStallone.
And given it was already a full moon night...it was only going to be a matter of time until the actual transformation would take place.
Good news being that I had my monster buddies at Hillhurst to support me, bad news being that I didn't know how long I would be able to try and keep control.
I was tossing and turning, having horrific nightmares regarding my new 'condition', in it I was painfully transformation into the Werestallone and was forced to attack my own monstrous companions.
I was now fearing for the safety of myself and the other residents of the mansion, for I knew know that at this rate....it would only be a matter of time until it happened for real.
"Aaaagh...no....I don't wanna be a WereStallone...i'm too nice...nooo...nooo....nooo.."
When the nightmares were over, I awoke in a cold sweat and screamed at the top of my voice.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Flabber and the house monsters rushed in to see what was the matter, they were very concerned about me.
"What's wrong?"
"Guys....I have been having nightmares..."
"What were they about?"
"I dreamed I was transforming into a WereStallone and that I was forced to attack you."
"Oh my, that does sound horrifying."
"Luckily it was just a nightmare, right?"
"Ummm....I guess, but you're still going to turn into one.."
"I know and that's what i'm afraid of. I'm afraid that I might turn and try to attack you or something. And you know I wouldn't do that, don't you?"
"Flabsolutely. We're your friends here, Nate. You know that no matter what, we're here for you!"
"Aaaw...I knew I could count on you guys.."
"Meet me and the others downstairs."
I raced downstairs to meet up with Flabber and the other house monsters, once I got there we all sat down to discuss my predicament.
"So....what are we going to do about Nathan? If he turns into a WereStallone we are doomed. And that is most definitely unflabulous."
"We could lock him in a cage."
"What? Are you crazy?"
"It worked for Wolfie didn't it?"
"Ummm...no..he..escaped!"
"I personally think we should look after him and make sure that he doesn't go off doing anything dangerous..."
"It's not like he's going to become fully Stallone-like or anything. I mean what's the worst that could happen?"
As I was listening to what they were saying, suddenly a rush of adrenalin and energy burned all through my body.
I found myself getting stronger and faster as well as suddenly having the urge to work out furiously and practice boxing moves, it was the instincts of the WereStallone already starting to take hold of me..
And within a few seconds later the other house monsters turned around to see me in the middle of an arm wrestling match with Frankenbeans.
"Flabber, look....he's having an arm wrestling match with Frankie!"
"Oh no...this is worse than I feared....the WereStallone instincts are starting to take hold of him.. this calls for a flabtastically urgent intervention."
"I don't know if that's such a good idea...."
"It never hurts to try though..."
Flabber spun around and appeared in a trucker's outfit as he ran up to me, I had just finished my arm wrestling match with Frankenbeans and had won much to my surprise.
"Yes! I win."
"You strong..."
"Yes, Frankie...I am.."
"Nathan, Nathan....listen to me."
"What is it, Flabber? Is it urgent?"
"Yes...it is...those WereStallone instincts are already starting to take hold of you, and at this rate you'll probably become a lot more agressive and dangerous...but don't worry, we're going to look after you."
"Ah thank god."
"Yeah...you can count on us."
Mums tapped me on the shoulder with his left hand, and without warning I turned around and snarled at him with my eyes glowing a shade of yellow.
"Back off, bone bag!" I snarled, my voice deepening a little.
"Gah! Flabber, heeeelp!"
"I'm sorry....I just don't know what came over me."
"You're going into be turning into a WereStallone... that's what is coming over you, you've already developed the instincts and it's only a matter of time till you start changing..."
"You're right...I better get out of here before it's too late."
"You're our friend, Nate and you're staying with us. So relax...and try not to let the WereStallone instincts control you, especially seeing as it's a full moon out...you'll be more wild than Wolfie if you do."
"I don't mind....I can't wait to see him transform."
"Ummmm, Little Ghoul he could be dangerous if he does transform.."
"Aaaaw....but I LOVE bad boys, and Nathan will make a very handsome wereStallone I bet."
"Little Ghoul!"
"Aaaaaw...please? I've always wanted to have a WereStallone around the house. They're so big and tough...plus it would be funny to see him fight Wolfie..."
"I said he could be dangerous..."
"And I love danger....I live for it!"
After that little debate, I ran off into the main foyer and pondered for a while about my fate. I knew I was getting closer and closer to becoming a WereStallone.
And given it was already a full moon night...it was only going to be a matter of time until the actual transformation would take place.
Good news being that I had my monster buddies at Hillhurst to support me, bad news being that I didn't know how long I would be able to try and keep control.
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