Tommy steps forward getting off his bike and approaching us. I had brought my bike too, it was (F/c) with a white seat. "Well, at least we know our marketing's working." Sonny murmurs to me. "Spit wads? What are you, 9?" Sam asks cocky sounding. "No teacher around to save you now. So stop acting cool" Tommy states. I notice he had two other sidekicks with him, one I recognize to be the punk blonde pervert kid and the other kept his head down almost afraid. "Ah look at the new recruit over here. Guess you'll have to change your name to the junk slut" Tommy spits out. "Hey, are you wearing my old sweater from my grandma's yard sale?" Tommy states turning his attention away from me. "Leave us alone" I say. "Give me back my sweater and I'll let you go." Tommy says. "You can't even wear that. Really?" I ask stepping up to him, slappy in my arms, Chucky in Sam's arms. "Unless you want your face punched." Tommy replies looking down at me smirking. "Whatever." Sonny says pulling off his sweater and handing it to him. "And your box." Tommy says looking at Sonny. He gives it to him. " What's this? Let's see. Old radio." Tommy says giving the box to the pervert. "Oh is that a vibrator?" The pervert blonde perks up. "That's a dog toy, idiot" The shy boy with his head down whispered. "A stupid book. Wow. Great business you guys are running." Tommy states. "Heh. Your turn." Tommy says turning to Sam.

 "No. No, I'm not giving you my box. And this is Y/n's first mission with us and she deserves some of the share" Sam says sticking up for me. "Sam, just give it to him." Sonny says nervous. "No way. We worked for this stuff." Sam replies as I listen to them ramble back in forth, letting my guard down. Tommy snatches slappy out of my hands. "Slappy!" I yell trying to get him. "Give him back!" I plead, trying to get it out of his arms, but I was to short to reach him. "Want your doll? You'll dress him up when you get home?" Tommy mocks me. "Tommy, this isn't funny." Sam states pissed. Suddenly, Slappy's eyes move downward towards Tommy, and I follow the dummies eyes as Tommy's pants fall down, exposing his banana trousers. He drops slappy and I grab him before his head hits the concreate. "Tommy, pull up your pants!" The shy boy says embarrassed. "They're stuck." Tommy says worried. "Sonny, Sam, you need to go! There mad at me for getting them in detention. There after me, not you guys." I say shoeing them to go, so I could distract them. "Y/n, are you sure." Sonny ask nervous. "I'll distract them, I owe you for saving me that first time, consider it even" I reply. Tommy stands up pants back on. "Go! Go! Go!" I yell at the junk bros, as they dash on there bike. Sam still has his box and chucky, on the back in of the bike. Chucky was staring at me, but I didn't have time to react. "Heh, looks like your friends ditched you." Tommy says. "What shall we do to her boss, I've had lots of fantasy's about her. " Perverted blonde speaks up. "Shut it, Big Head." Tommy says. "We should torture her" The shy guy says. I am currently getting on my bike as they ramble, even though my house is to the left I decided to go right to steer them away from Sonny and Sam. 

"Where do you think your going, brat?" Tommy asks. I realize I still have slappy in my arms, but my bike does not have any baskets. I grip the handles of my bike nervous that slappy would fall off of my body. "Slappy, hold on" I state, as I feel something grip the sides of my dress. Is this doll actually holding on? "Over here block heads" I shout as I notice they turned back to Sonny and Sam. "I'm the one who got you in detention. Didn't I?" I ask turning looking at them. They get on there bikes and start peddling after me. I immediately, started peddling. I can feel his wooden fingers gripping my waist, Slappy's chin rest softly on my shoulder. "Better pedal faster!" Tommy shouts, he's gaining on me, blonde and the shy student follows. "Come on, don't make it easy for us!" Blonde teases, as I hold my breathe. "We're gonna get you, bitch!" The shy guy roars, darn he's probably the scariest one. They're gaining on me! Suddenly, a garden hose shoots out and knocks all three of them off there bikes, I turn a sharp corner, and saw a bridge, since their faster than me, maybe I can hide there. "Get back here!" Tommy yells. I jump off the bridge, leaving my bike, but still holding on to slappy. I land on the dirt beside the stream, as I crouch underneath, slappy still gripping me, as I hold him to prevent him from getting dirt on his suit. "Where did she go?!" Blonde asks yelling. "She's around here somewhere, must not have gotten too far" The shy guy says. "You like to restore things huh? Lets see how well you are at your so called talent!" Tommy roars, loud for I can hear. I hear clanking noises, what is that? Bike. My bike.

I hold slappy crouched down under the bridge, my bike, I left it up there because I was in such a rush to get away. I just bought that bike. I watch the stream flow, as I hear awful clanking noises. "Hmf, That should be good enough. Lets go" Tommy says as I hear them walk off, I wait till I could no longer hear there footsteps, then I pear out. No one was there, empty road. I get out and head back to the bridge and then saw it, my bike. I set down slappy on the wooden bridge. My bike, there's no way I could...fix it...

I start crying, all over the seat and rim are the word "LOSER". They completely ruined it. My only way of transportation to school and back and its lying there broken. I pick it up, then suddenly the handle bars, cushion seat and bike chain all fell out, making a huge clunk against the wooden bridge. The screws were missing. Why? Tears streamed down my face, I always cried silently. I tried picking up the pieces, they were heavy. I got them all up in my two hands, as the main bike steal painted (f/c) lied there. I then remembered I had slappy with me and couldn't carry both. I turn around, and saw slappy sitting there looking up at me.

He looked mad, but not at me. Its weird how alive this doll looks. I put down all the bike pieces and decide to put slappy on my shoulders. I know it kinda looked weird, but I had to have him piggy backing on the back of me to be able to carry it all. I felt his hands in my hair, almost like he was trying to hold onto something to prevent falling off. This dolls alive. I pick up the pieces and grab the main steal part. Slappy was slightly heavy, and the bike was a pain to drag along with the retarded looking wheels. I eventually made it back home. I put my bike in my room and set slappy on my bed. 

This time I was sure I would get this stupid dress off. I grab scissors from my dresser, Slappy was behind me on my bed. When I slipped the scissor blade under the dress, the strings came apart and drooped downward. That's weird, I didn't even press down on the scissors, then I noticed that the knot wasn't even cut, and it just came apart. (Little did I know Slappy used his powers from behind me to help undo the knot with his eyes)

I get up and took a shower. Getting my outfit ready for tomorrow. I always sleep in the outfit I want to wear the next day, saves time and energy I guess. I walk out turning on my Bluetooth speakers and playing a rock song to help me feel better. (Little did I know that it actually scared slappy for a split second, but then he just got up and looked around my room a bit.)

(If the song doesn't play, its devil in the mirror)

I walk in the bedroom dressed for tomorrow, the main beat drops of the song.

Slappy is now on the end of my bed, looking at me, my purple led lights cast shadows across his wooden face, and illuminating his brown eyes as my (e/c) stare. The song stops as it goes to the next one on the playlist.

(If the song doesn't play, its Animal I've become)

This one makes me feel badass, I stop staring at slappy and work on my bike, I took some spare screws and re-attached everything, as I also attached the chain back on the bike. I feel the dolls eyes on me, I turn around, but he was still sitting there looking at the doorway. I decided to change the word LOSER into LOVER. I grabbed some spare tires from my old bike and swapped it out. It looked good, cooler. I restored it Tommy, you jerk I thought. I back away from my bike, admiring my work. I feel like Slappys eyes are watching me, I turn around quickly, the beat of the song drops, the guitar riffs echo in the room, and Slappys eyes were locked on me, his head titled upward towards me.

 I'm scared but I can't show it. Its late, I need sleep. I turn off the song, and my lights, as I set my leather jacket on my dresser with my boots to wear tomorrow. I worked hard on the bike and is to tired to move slappy, so I just set him up against the wall still on the corner of my bed as I crawl in bed tiredly. "Goodnight slappy~" I cooed tiredly. "Goodnight". My eyes shot open in the darkness, but eventually I feel hard into a deep slumber. 

(Not knowing a set of eyes were watching me sleep, I hear my backpack zipper unzip, was it real or was the sound in my dreams?)