//------------------------------// // Two Days Before Christmas // Story: Mama's Coming... // by MorbidTheBrony //------------------------------// December 23rd Two Days Before Christmas "Hee-hee-hee!" "Tattletail! That's me!" "Me love you!" Pinkie didn't think about what was going, she immediately got out of bed, put on her slippers, took her flashlight and was on her way down into the basement. Except that the basement door wasn't open, instead Tattletail's voice was coming from the back garden. Why was her back garden open, and at this time? She walked into the back garden. The cold breeze flowed through her pyjamas, causing her to shiver. "Me Tattletail! Me love you!" "Hehehehehe!" She continued to follow the voice of her Tattletail into her garage. Standing right in the middle of the garage sat Tattletail and... another Tattletail, this one being yellow. Great, now her house is being infested by no-armed, motor-mouthed monsters and their mother. She went over and picked up her Tattletail. "You're in big trouble..." Pinkie's Tattletail said. Where did that come from? How was she in trouble now? Thinking about it only caused Pinkie to start panicking much faster than before. "Let's play a game! Hide and seek!" Tattletail returned to excitement. As much as Pinkie loved playing hide and seek, now really didn't seem too much of a good time, what with Mama probably being here. "No peeking," the other Tattletail said. And with that said, all the nights had been switched off, with Pinkie having to face with the darkness once again. When there was darkness, there was Mama. Pinkie stepped out the garage and she heard the grinding noises once again. She turned around and Mama stood where the yellow Tattletail stood. Pinkie slowly and silently backed away. If it was anything that Pinkie had learned from watching horror movies with Maud, it was that the monsters are drawn by noise. She thought she would be fine as Pinkie was being more silent than she's ever been. The only problem was- "It's dark!" ...Tattletail, who began screaming because of the dark. The grinding noise got much louder. "Mama's coming!" Mama said. "Aah! Go away, Mama!" Tattletail shouted. Pinkie ran off back into the house. She took this chance to shake her flashlight again. She shined it back at the door, she knew that monsters were afraid of the light, again, thanks to her sister's movies. It was then that the lights came back on and the grinding stopped. Pinkie carefully looked around the room, Mama was definitely gone for now. The only noise there was was the laughter of the yellow Tattletail. Pinkie followed the laughter into her living room. She looked around for Tattletail and saw little toes poking out from underneath her Christmas tree. She knelt down, peeked under the tree and pulled out the yellow Tattletail from underneath. "You found me!" the yellow Tattletail said. "No peeking." The second round started. The lights turned off. Mama was back. Pinkie's Tattletail began shaking and screaming again. "Aah! Aah!" Pinkie tried shaking her flashlight furiously so she could get Tattletail to keep quiet. Pinkie stepped into the kitchen and the grinding once again started. She could hear Mama close by and feel Mama's demonic eyes looking upon her. "Mama will look after you!" she said. Pinkie traced the voice to be coming from the living room. She looked back and there Mama stood. Pinkie rushed back outside of the house. She was going to hide in the garage. She peered around the corner leading into the garage and saw that Mama was already waiting for her there. "Mama's coming!" Her voice became more distorted. Pinkie jumped back in surprise and fear. "Go away Mama!" Tattletail cried. The time it took for the other Tattletail to hide was much longer than the first round. It was as if it wanted to watch Pinkie suffer Mama. She rushed back into the house and immediately started shaking her flashlight upon entering the house. She shone the light out at the back garden, hoping it would make it almost impossible for Mama to enter the house. It was then that the lights came back on. The yellow Tattletail had finally found a hiding spot. Pinkie listened out for the laughter of the other Tattletail. "Me hiding!" Pinkie could hear the other Tattletail say. It's voice was coming from her bedroom. She entered her room and could see its little ears poking out of her closet. "Hide and seek!" She pulled Tattletail out of her closet. "You found me!" it said once again. "No peeking." Pinkie was surprised to hear that it wanted to play another round. The lights flickered off once more and the final round began. Pinkie actually felt ready for this round, just as long as Tattletail didn't- "Give me a treat!" Tattletail said. ...make any noise. It was as though Tattletail always chose the worst times to need something. Pinkie quickly paced into her kitchen and pulled out the first thing her hand touched in the fridge. She gave Tattletail a banana and it stopped talking. Or so she thought. "Uh oh! Uh oh!" Tattletail was low on battery. "Mama's coming!" Pinkie began internally screaming. Mama was standing right outside. She had to charge Tattletail fast. Pinkie swung open the door into her basement and ran down. "Uh oh! Uh oh! Uh oh!" Tattletail continued saying. Pinkie could still hear Mama close by. Had she already entered the basement? She wasn't sure but she hoped not. Pinkie shined her light over the room, looking for the charging station. Once she found it, she immediately placed Tattletail down onto it. She impatiently waited from it to charge. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mama standing, waiting for Pinkie's next move. She was now on edge, sweating and praying to God that she was going to live. As soon as Tattletail was finished charging, Pinkie snatched it into her arms and dashed out of the basement. She climber the stairs and began panting. She hoped that was everything Tattletail needed. "Brush me!" Pinkie really felt like chucking this little thing. Without hesitating, Pinkie entered her living room, picked up Marble Pie's brush and began brushing Tattletail's fur. She brushed it rather quickly as to not waste her vulnerable time. How long was there left?! Why couldn't this just end already?! It seemed as though that God had heard Pinkie's cries, because the lights were all back on once again. Pinkie let out a great sigh in releif and listened for Tattletail's laughter. She could hear it, it was coming from the basement, Pinkie's least favourite room as of now. She followed the voice. It led her into the same room where Pinkie had first found Mama. Beside the yellow Tattletail sat a VHS tape. Did it want Pinkie to play it? Pinkie did have a VHS player in her room. It could be worth watching it. She gently patted the other Tattletail on its head and made her way to her bedroom. She inserted the tape into the VHS player and sat down on her bed, ready to watch it. Her TV screen played an advert for the Baby Talking Tattletail toy. Music played in the background but the lyrics were impossible to make out. All she could understand was the Tattletail's voice. It said all the same stuff her Tattletail said. Why did the yellow Tattletail want Pinkie to watch this? The advert seemed harmless. See, there's Mama with... a body? Everytime the camera angle changed, Mama would be there, sitting beside a human body that was sprawled out across the floor. Where they dead? No, that was impossible. Mama was a toy; there's no way she could have killed someone. But then again, she did try to kill Pinkie... There were many questions forming in Pinkie's mind right now: Why would Tattletail show her this? Why does Mama want to kill everyone? Why does she now want Pinkie? Tomorrow is another night... and hopefully not Pinkie's last.