Author's Note:
Bonjour! And welcome to my world, mwahahaha!!! *evil laughing subsides* Yes... someone has actually written a fanfic where Stu from the first Scream movie actually lives! (What can I say... I have a thing for Matthew Lillard... and yes, I am kinda ashamed to admit it!) So anyway... please read it, its better than it sounds... I promise!
~ Magdalena Roth
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These Days, Ya Gotta Have A Sequel!
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The telephone rang in the background while Billy ran around the kitchen in search of Sidney and her father.
"Should I let the machine get it?" Stu asked in a weak voice, hunched over the kitchen counter.
Billy ran to the phone and answered it.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Are you alone in the house?" the creepy voice echoed over the phone to him.
"Bitch! You bitch, where the fuck are you!" Billy screamed into the receiver.
"Not so fast we're gonna play a game-" the creepy voice suddenly changed into Sidney's, "its called guess who just called the police and reported your sorry mother-fucking ass!!!"
Stu stumbled to the chair and sat down in it, leaning his head on his arm, which was stretched across the table. Blood then began to pour from his mouth as he wept slightly.
"Find her you dip shit, get up!" Billy yelled at Stu, pointing the revolver at his head.
"I can't Billy you already cut me too deep, I think I'm dying here man!" Stu whaled.
Billy passed the phone to Stu, laying it on his shoulder.
"Here, talk to her." He whispered, turning around and walking away.
Stu grabbed the phone, pressing the receiver to his ear as he crossed his legs.
"Hello?" he asked in a faded voice.
"Ah, Stu, Stu, Stu... what's your motive, Billy's got one, the police are on their way... what are you gonna tell them?" Sidney asked tauntingly.
"Peer pressure, I'm far too sensitive."
Billy quickly grabbed the phone from him.
"I'm gonna rip you up you bitch! Just like your fucking mother!"
"Ya gotta find me first you pansy-ass momma's boy!!!"
"Fuck!" Billy screamed, throwing the phone, hitting Stu in the head.
"Ah! You fucking hit me with the phone, dick!"
Billy frantically ran into the living room, ripping up the seat cushions to the couch while he screamed obscenities as Stu picked up the phone.
"Did you really call the police?" Stu asked innocently as he slowly bled to death.
"You bet your sorry ass I did!" Sidney said cruelly.
"My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me!" Stu cried to her.
Billy stopped ripping up the couch cushions as he slowly walked towards the hallway of the house, his bloody hands covered in white feathers. Quietly he crept down the hall, trying to think of where Sidney was hiding, then suddenly, it dawned on him... the hall closet! He walked to the closet door, pointing the revolver at it, but then he was distracted by the sound of Jamie Lee Curtis screaming on the TV, he turned towards the living room...
"Aahhhhh!" both Billy and Sidney screamed at the same time as she lunged from the hall closet, dressed in the killer's outfit, thrusting the sharp tip of the umbrella into his upper chest.
Billy dropped both the knife and gun on the floor as he fell back against the wall in pain, Sidney then stabbed him again, Billy fell to the floor unconscious. Sidney took off the ghost mask, she picked up the knife, throwing the gun out of Billy's reach, she then ripped off the black outfit.
Billy suddenly jumped, grabbing Sidney by the legs, knocking her to the floor. She moaned as he crawled on top of her, trying his best to strangle her with his bare hands. Sidney kicked him between the legs, causing him to roll off of her as she scurried across the floor in search of the gun. Billy then climbed on her back, rolling on top of her once again.
"Say hello to your mother!" he spat angrily as his bloody hands closed around her throat.
Sidney jabbed her thumb into the wound in his chest, Billy arched up in pain as a bullet suddenly entered his chest. Gale stood in the doorway, gun in hand, quickly Sidney went over to where Randy was laying on the floor, still stunned from when he was shot.
"I guess I remembered the safety that time, you basterd!" Gale spat as Randy stumbled over to the door with Sidney.
The three walked over to where Billy's lifeless body lay.
"Careful! This is the moment where the supposedly dead killer comes back to life, for one last scare." Randy uttered, Billy's body sprang up as Sidney shot him in the head, killing him at last.
"Not in my movie!" Sidney said smugly.
"Thank god its over." Gale whaled in relief.
"Wait!" Sidney screamed. "Stu!"
The three ran to the kitchen, they stared in horror at the blood trail that led from the chair to out the back door, the bloody phone was hanging off the table, swinging back and forth.
Stu hobbled across the field, bleeding profusely as he used all his energy to make it to the road. A passing car slowed down as they caught sight of the bleeding man, they pulled over to where he was to help.
"Are you okay?" the guy in the passenger's seat asked as he got out of the car.
"Take me to... to the... the hospital!" Stu said trembling.
The man and the woman driving helped him into the car.
"Woodsboro Hospital isn't far-" the woman said as Stu interrupted her.
"NO! Take me to the hospital in the next town!" Stu demanded.
"Man its too far... you'll be dead by the time we-"
"Just do it Damnit!" Stu shrieked, the two people nodded, deciding to do as he said, after all... it was probably going to be his last request at the rate he was loosing blood.
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So... there's the first chapter, should I continue the story? Or do you all think it's a stupid idea, letting Stu live?
Please send me your reviews... let me know if you want me to continue the legacy of Stuart Macher.
Bonjour! And welcome to my world, mwahahaha!!! *evil laughing subsides* Yes... someone has actually written a fanfic where Stu from the first Scream movie actually lives! (What can I say... I have a thing for Matthew Lillard... and yes, I am kinda ashamed to admit it!) So anyway... please read it, its better than it sounds... I promise!
~ Magdalena Roth
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These Days, Ya Gotta Have A Sequel!
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The telephone rang in the background while Billy ran around the kitchen in search of Sidney and her father.
"Should I let the machine get it?" Stu asked in a weak voice, hunched over the kitchen counter.
Billy ran to the phone and answered it.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Are you alone in the house?" the creepy voice echoed over the phone to him.
"Bitch! You bitch, where the fuck are you!" Billy screamed into the receiver.
"Not so fast we're gonna play a game-" the creepy voice suddenly changed into Sidney's, "its called guess who just called the police and reported your sorry mother-fucking ass!!!"
Stu stumbled to the chair and sat down in it, leaning his head on his arm, which was stretched across the table. Blood then began to pour from his mouth as he wept slightly.
"Find her you dip shit, get up!" Billy yelled at Stu, pointing the revolver at his head.
"I can't Billy you already cut me too deep, I think I'm dying here man!" Stu whaled.
Billy passed the phone to Stu, laying it on his shoulder.
"Here, talk to her." He whispered, turning around and walking away.
Stu grabbed the phone, pressing the receiver to his ear as he crossed his legs.
"Hello?" he asked in a faded voice.
"Ah, Stu, Stu, Stu... what's your motive, Billy's got one, the police are on their way... what are you gonna tell them?" Sidney asked tauntingly.
"Peer pressure, I'm far too sensitive."
Billy quickly grabbed the phone from him.
"I'm gonna rip you up you bitch! Just like your fucking mother!"
"Ya gotta find me first you pansy-ass momma's boy!!!"
"Fuck!" Billy screamed, throwing the phone, hitting Stu in the head.
"Ah! You fucking hit me with the phone, dick!"
Billy frantically ran into the living room, ripping up the seat cushions to the couch while he screamed obscenities as Stu picked up the phone.
"Did you really call the police?" Stu asked innocently as he slowly bled to death.
"You bet your sorry ass I did!" Sidney said cruelly.
"My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me!" Stu cried to her.
Billy stopped ripping up the couch cushions as he slowly walked towards the hallway of the house, his bloody hands covered in white feathers. Quietly he crept down the hall, trying to think of where Sidney was hiding, then suddenly, it dawned on him... the hall closet! He walked to the closet door, pointing the revolver at it, but then he was distracted by the sound of Jamie Lee Curtis screaming on the TV, he turned towards the living room...
"Aahhhhh!" both Billy and Sidney screamed at the same time as she lunged from the hall closet, dressed in the killer's outfit, thrusting the sharp tip of the umbrella into his upper chest.
Billy dropped both the knife and gun on the floor as he fell back against the wall in pain, Sidney then stabbed him again, Billy fell to the floor unconscious. Sidney took off the ghost mask, she picked up the knife, throwing the gun out of Billy's reach, she then ripped off the black outfit.
Billy suddenly jumped, grabbing Sidney by the legs, knocking her to the floor. She moaned as he crawled on top of her, trying his best to strangle her with his bare hands. Sidney kicked him between the legs, causing him to roll off of her as she scurried across the floor in search of the gun. Billy then climbed on her back, rolling on top of her once again.
"Say hello to your mother!" he spat angrily as his bloody hands closed around her throat.
Sidney jabbed her thumb into the wound in his chest, Billy arched up in pain as a bullet suddenly entered his chest. Gale stood in the doorway, gun in hand, quickly Sidney went over to where Randy was laying on the floor, still stunned from when he was shot.
"I guess I remembered the safety that time, you basterd!" Gale spat as Randy stumbled over to the door with Sidney.
The three walked over to where Billy's lifeless body lay.
"Careful! This is the moment where the supposedly dead killer comes back to life, for one last scare." Randy uttered, Billy's body sprang up as Sidney shot him in the head, killing him at last.
"Not in my movie!" Sidney said smugly.
"Thank god its over." Gale whaled in relief.
"Wait!" Sidney screamed. "Stu!"
The three ran to the kitchen, they stared in horror at the blood trail that led from the chair to out the back door, the bloody phone was hanging off the table, swinging back and forth.
Stu hobbled across the field, bleeding profusely as he used all his energy to make it to the road. A passing car slowed down as they caught sight of the bleeding man, they pulled over to where he was to help.
"Are you okay?" the guy in the passenger's seat asked as he got out of the car.
"Take me to... to the... the hospital!" Stu said trembling.
The man and the woman driving helped him into the car.
"Woodsboro Hospital isn't far-" the woman said as Stu interrupted her.
"NO! Take me to the hospital in the next town!" Stu demanded.
"Man its too far... you'll be dead by the time we-"
"Just do it Damnit!" Stu shrieked, the two people nodded, deciding to do as he said, after all... it was probably going to be his last request at the rate he was loosing blood.
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So... there's the first chapter, should I continue the story? Or do you all think it's a stupid idea, letting Stu live?
Please send me your reviews... let me know if you want me to continue the legacy of Stuart Macher.