Jessie
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Jessie stayed up late that night finishing her decorations then sitting down for a good movie
Jessie: ok, what do we have here
Sexy times with the nurse 1-10, nun on nun, home video
Jessie: feck sake how much sleezy shit did those people have in here
She put all the porn in a bit away from where y/n might find them and looked through more of the movies
Jessie: evil bong, the thing.....dead meat? Wonder what that is
She put the Dead meat vhs tape into the player and hit play
It was a pretty good movie, in it a guy named James was trying to deal with a plethora of slashes that even reminded her of her, jigsaw and Michelle ..... it wasn't a good movie but it was fun, that's what made most horror movies
Slasher films are almost never good but almost always fun
She yawned asleep overtook her, counting kills was like counting sheep
She slept or she thought she did, she had actually bern asleep for 10 minutes before but hadn't noticed it
She also didn't notice the other woman with the clawed glove standing over her
Freda
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Freda watched over Jessie as she slept within her dreams, Jessie's dreams were always surprisingly cozy, always warm and familiar
Freda: how do you do it? *hic* how do you get to be happy?
Jessie of course jumped up ready to fight
Freda: hey not tonight if we fight every time we see each other it'll get boring, we should talk *hic*
Jessie looked at her confused
Jessie: talk? Seriously? Talk?
Freda: yeah..... I've been thinking, I should tell you I was never actually a pedo, just so you know, I was never after the kid, I just knew it would make you mad, and at the time I had nothing else to do but find someone to *hic* kill and I thought it would be fun to kill you
Truth be told freda was completely hammered drunk, something she did every Valentine's Day to forget how lonely she got, she had of course never been a pedo just a child murder, of course that wasn't much better but whatever, point is when she got drunck she was a far calmer and nicer person
Freda sat on the couch and looked at Jessie
Freda: don't get me wrong, I'm still an evil rotten bitch who wants to murder and torture you all but I felt like we should know each other on a more personal level before we continue as normal, wouldn't you agree?
Jessie just looked at her with blood red anger and hate while she reached for her machete
Jessie: your gonna die again now
Freda sighs
Freda: come on, why can't any of you slasher types ever hold a conversation? We barely made it several seconds without threats of death or dismemberment?
Jessie slashes at her but Freda teleports away easily
Freda: I only really came here to tell you I'm not a pedo I'm just a pervert, don't think I don't spy on all your sexy dreams to *hic* your very kinky with ...
A hatchet hit next to her head so she didn't say Jessie's dream out loud
Freda: fine I'm gonna go molest the puppet loli so fuck you ya twat!
She raised both middle fingers and vanished
Jessie
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Jessie woke to a stone faced Michelle who was holding y/n in her arms
Jessie: oh, morning you two, ready for the dance?
Y/n smiles and nods happily as they all got up and ready, Jessie put cookies in the oven that they would decorate later, Michelle got the speaker ready and got out a cassette player and put in a cassette
The song that played was "right behind you baby" by ray smith mostly because it was catchy and Michelle liked to interpret this as a stalker song
Jessie and y/n danced, or more y/n was just trying not to step on Jessie's feet
They were having so much fun, that was until the they heard the wreck
Jessie peaked her head outside to see a semi truck had crashed into a near by try
Jessie: the shit happened?
She stepped out of the house only to hear the footsteps a little too late as she turned to get a pick axe to the forehead
As the pick went through her brain it caused her to space out a bit, she had only seen flashes of the attacker, a black suit and a gas mask, who was this bitch? She felt a yank on the pick and a boot against her jaw as the attacker tried to pull the puck from her head
Jessie once she knew her healing was taking hold she reached up and grabbed the pick ripping it out of her own skull and put her hand up feeling where the wound was
Jessie: meh fecking mas...!
She tried to say before realizing that when the gas mask girl had put her boot on her chin she had broken or dislocated it
She roared as she felt the hole in the front of her mask
She looked over, her mind still trying too figure out what was going on
Now with pic axe in hand she stood wobbly looking at the woman in the gas mask
Jessie: yo...u bith...
Her words slurred, head injuries that actually got through her brain decked her up pretty well
Feck
She reached down and gently trying to relocate her job
Who the hell did this bitch think she was? Some big shot?
The hole in her head was healing more now, just a little bit more
The next shovel to the head didn't help
Michelle came to the rescue and booted the gas mask bitch away from Jessie holding y/n in one hand and Her big stalker knife in the corner
Jessie stood shaking her body still rebooting,
"It's on now bitch! " Jessie said as her jaw fully healed
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Kill count (Female slashers x child reader)
FanfictionY/n is a small boy that lived In a rather difficult situation, his older brother jack was abusive, his parents didn't care, they just wish the kids could disappear, that's exactly what happened when jack is forced to take y/n with them to camp cryst...
