Warning: This chapter is rated PG, for some scariness and frightening stuff. Enjoy!
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Chapter 3: Generating Mayhem/ Libby Lou's "Horrible" Past
"It's dark," Animal said as he, the rest of the boys and Libby Lou were walking down the stairs of the basement carefully. "Well, why wasn't anyone smart enough to grab a lantern, or at least a flashlight before we got down here?" Libby Lou asked. "It's your house, Libby Lou," Floyd replied. "You should know where everything is." "Shut up, George Harrison. I wasn't asking you," she responded. The five continued down the stairs carefully until, all of a sudden, Libby Lou, whom was walking from behind, tripped on the stairs; which made the rest of the gang tumble down the stairs along with her.
"Nice going, Libby Lou," Floyd sarcastically said. "You could've broken my ankle." "You're ankle's fine," she replied. "It's my ankle that was killing me." "Hey, speaking of flashlights, maybe one of us should run up to Janice and tell her to get us some light," Dr. Teeth suggested. "Good idea, Captain Obvious," Libby Lou said. "Animal, can you do it?" "Okay!" Animal replied and quickly rushed up the stairs to retrieve some light.
Floyd couldn't help but look around the basement for a bit. From his vision (despite the dark), it looked like some place that Libby Lou used to store her junk. Like an underground attic or something. The floor was concrete, but he did notice some rugs here and there. Posters hung up from every corner, although Floyd couldn't really make out what posters they were. While walking around, he did bump into a couch. Most likely where he was going to sleep, he presumed. He then felt the couch. Leather. "Better than nothing," Floyd said to himself.
Animal then stumbled down the stairs again, now with flashlights and lanterns in hand. "Got light!" he yelled out as he gave a lantern to Libby Lou. "Thank you, Animal," she replied and turned her lantern on. "C'mon. The generator's over here." She then pointed her lantern to where a generator was sitting in the corner. "That's it?" Zoot asked. "The generator is a giant electronic box?" "What'd you think it was? A cardboard box?" Libby Lou asked. "Now who's gonna carry that thing outside?" "GENERATOR! GENERATOR!" Animal yelled out and quickly got the generator over his shoulders. Libby Lou lead ahead and opened the door to outside.
Things have gotten a tiny bit worse than before. It was now much darker out. Rain was pouring and winds were blowing. "Carry generator through that?" Animal asked. "Yeah," Libby Lou replied. "It's not too far though. The plug is right over there." She then pointed her lantern to a plug box (or whatever it's called). "Follow me."
After following Libby Lou and the other guys through the storm to the plug box, Animal then set the generator down. His arms were tired, but it didn't bother him that much. He knows he's carried heavier things than a generator. "Don't you fret, Libby Lou," Dr. Teeth said as he got the plug from the generator. "I'll happily plug it in for you. Guys, gimme some light." The other guys placed their lights closer to where Dr. Teeth was with the plug. He then tried to plug it in, but it wouldn't budge. He then tried again. No budge.
"WHY WON'T THIS STUPID PLUG GO IN!?!?" Dr. Teeth yelled out after trying to plug the generator into the plug box for the past 10 minutes. Libby Lou then rolled her eyes and said "I'll plug it in." She then took the plug and successfully plugged the generator into the plug box, the first time. "Wow...heh," Dr. Teeth said, embarrassed. "Why didn't I do that the first time?" "Maybe 'cause the plug box loves me," Libby Lou replied, sarcastically. "Now we need some gas."
"That's easy," Zoot said. "....Not that kind of gas," Libby Lou responded, not trusting Zoot with his comment. "The gas you put in cars." "...Forget it," he replied. "Look, I have some containers of gasoline back in the basement," she said. "George Harrison, you're fetching one of them." "Why me?" Floyd asked. "Oh wait, don't tell me...because I hate you?" "And vice versa," she replied. "And you're sleeping in the basement tonight anyways so it's good to get used to your surroundings in there." "What surroundings?" he asked. "It's like a forbidden attic or something in there." "What did you just say?" she asked, angrily. "I'm going, I'm going," Floyd said and headed back into the basement to retrieve the container of gasoline.
Now with a lantern on hand, Floyd was more able to look around the basement some more. He was now able to locate where the couch, staircase and door outside was. "Bingo," he said once he found the container of gasoline. As he picked it up, Floyd then noticed something. It was one of the posters from before. He set it back down for a moment and shone the lantern on the poster. It was a poster for a campy 80's horror flick entitled "Horror Nights." Floyd backed away from it a little when he noticed Libby Lou's name on the poster. He then shone it on another poster. "Thursday the 17th," again starring Libby Lou. Posters from all around were 80's horror flicks that Libby Lou had starred in. "A Nightmare on Pine Street," "Dark Halloween," "The Revenge Of The Doll," "Gargoyled Gremlins," "I Know What You Did Last Winter."
"Oh mercy..." Floyd said to himself. "It's like a shrine of all 80's horror films Libby Lou has starred in. I never realized Libby Lou was a.....cult horror star." Floyd was never a big fan of horror movies. In fact, he usually laughed at them with the guys and, sometimes, Janice if she wasn't too scared of a certain film. He then stumbled into what looked like a doll. The same doll that was on the poster for "The Revenge of The Doll." The doll did very much resemble Libby Lou if she was a demented trash zombie. Her curly brunette hair and light purple skin tone remained the same on the doll. However, the doll did have bloody scars, big eyelashes, and a wicked smile, just like the one Libby Lou gave before. Floyd noticed a tag on the doll. "Talking Charlene Doll," he read. "Okay, Floyd....this doll cannot be that scary....it just can't."
"Gee, I'm starting to get worried about Floyd," Dr. Teeth said, worried about his band mate and friend. "Yeah," Libby Lou agreed. "But I'm not worried about Floyd....I just wanna know what's keeping him so long?" "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" a familiar voice screamed in terror. That scream could only be from Floyd. Floyd came running out of the basement, with only lantern in hand and no gasoline container. "It's about time, George Harrison," Libby Lou said. "Where's the gasoline?" "Da....da....evil....doll......" Floyd said, shuttering in fear. "Floyd, what's a matter? I've never seen you this scared before in your life," Dr. Teeth asked in concern. "Libby Lou.....doll.....creepy.....horror star," he replied.
Libby Lou then dragged Floyd back into the basement; the rest of the guys followed suit. "No! Don't take me back in there! Don't take me back in there!" he pleaded. Once they got back in there, Libby Lou noticed the gasoline containers were spilled. "Oh great!" Libby Lou yelled. "Now we don't have any gasoline for the generator! Nice going, Floyd! Nice going!" She then found a nearby rag and started cleaning up the spilled gasoline.
"Like, what's going on?" Janice asked as she went down the staircase, with a lantern in hand, to meet with the rest of the gang. "I heard a scream. What happened?" "Your boyfriend spilled the gasoline. Now we don't have any gas for the generator," Libby Lou explained madly. Janice then turned to Floyd and asked "Baby, what happened?" "Doll...evil....Libby Lou....cult star....." Floyd explained, still frightened.
Animal then retrieved the doll that was nearby and gave it to Libby Lou. Libby Lou then examined it for a bit. "Charlene....." she then whispered to herself. "Who's Charlene?" Zoot asked. "My biggest horror film character to date," Libby Lou explained quietly. She then squeezed the doll's hand in which it dementally proclaimed "Your death is my only chance for happiness." "Charlene....it is you," Libby Lou said. "It always has been you." She then hugged the doll; a few tears came from her eyes. The Charlene doll remained a simple reminder that Libby Lou was still the "Reigning Queen of Cult 80's Horror Films."
"Okay, it's been a nice reunion with the creepy doll......" Floyd started. "Now can we please get rid of it?" "Oh no!" Libby Lou said, firmly. "Charlene is staying down HERE with YOU tonight, George Harrison." She then placed the doll on top of a nearby table by the couch. Floyd started to get a little nervous about this situation. "I'm going upstairs," Libby Lou then said. "Yeah, I think I'm starting to get a little exhausted myself," Dr. Teeth added in. "I tired......" Animal said. Dr. Teeth, Animal, and Zoot then followed Libby Lou up the stairs. "Floyd, I'm going to go grab another lantern," Janice then said. "I'll be right back, honey." She then kissed Floyd's cheek and followed the rest upstairs.
Once Janice got upstairs, Libby Lou then stood by the basement door and said "If you need anything Floyd......just scream." She then chuckled a wicked chuckle and shut the door, leaving Floyd all alone in the cold, dark.....and now scary basement with his worst nightmare: Libby Lou as a demented trash zombie doll.
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This was a pretty scary chapter, I'll admit. But it was nice giving Libby Lou a past life, before deciding to become a dancer and join the rest of The Muppets.
And please, NOBODY mention the character Charlene was based on (or any horror movie characters for that matter). I get frightened very easily. And I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter as well. Chapter 4 will be up soon, so stay tuned!