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“Come take me out of this nightmare. Come take me out of this nightmare, nightmare…” The words, so softly hummed, left his lips without him really feeling them. His new acquisition, he set down lightly on the bedside table. A wooden box. About one foot long and half that in height. The setting sun shone through the windowpane and across one of its sides, giving it a golden sheen. Beautiful? Very pretty at least.

“Frankie dear. Dinner’s ready.” The call from the kitchen brought his gaze away from the pretty wooden box. Yes, very pretty. If only he could-

“Frank. It’s getting cold.”

“Yes Mom!” he called back. Hurrying into the bathroom to wash his hands, the pretty wooden box was momentarily forgotten. But it still remained. In the back of his mind. Not a conscious thought, but influencing his actions still.

“May I leave the table?”

“But you haven’t finished your dinner.”

“I’m not hungry.”

Alone, back in his room. He couldn’t lock his door. Though he longed to. Keep prying eyes out. Away from his pretty wooden box. He placed a chair under the handle. “Hmm… it’ll do.”

Back to the box. The pretty wooded box. It sat across the other side of the bed, almost mocking him. Teasing. The sunlight was all gone now, its rays no longer fell across the smooth surface of the lid. Nor did it illuminate the brass handles on either side. Gently curving, he ached to pick them up again. To feel their smooth texture in is hands. The same texture that covered the hinges. The lid could open, but it wasn’t until now that he felt the need to see what was inside. A desire that burned in his flesh, a curiosity that demanded to be satisfied.

But the lid would not open that way. Could not be forced. He knew better than that. The box had a key. A light touch would do.

Moving around the bed, he reached the pretty wooden box. Lightly dusting his fingertips along the lid as he reached for the crank handle on the side.

“Hmm…” he hummed as his fingers tightened their grip around the wooden crank handle protruding from the side farthest from him. A jack-in-the-box? “Yes, that’s what it was. Turn the handle, the lid opens, the jack comes out.”

He moved over further so he was directly in front of the pretty wooden box. He inhaled long and deep. The jack could wait. Why? “I don’t know” he muttered to himself. But he was content to wait. The sun, long since departed, gave way to full moon. So bright, the light streamed in through the open curtains, and turned the lid of the pretty wooden box silver. His hand ghosted across its surface once again. Precious. Beautiful. His.

He didn’t know how long he stood there. Nor did he care. He legs were losing feeling because he hadn’t moved them, and he was beginning to sway where he stood.

He eyes focused on the object in front of him. The curiosity was growing. He really wanted to see inside it. Wanted? Needed to. But it didn’t seem right.

He had bought it that day. At the fair. From the man outside the Maze of Mirrors. He seemed to appear when he walked past. Frightening? Very. So then, why didn’t he run when the stranger reached into his coat?

“Would you care to see something amazing? Something the likes of which you could never begin to imagine? Even in your wildest dreams?” A common fair ground speech. He stood there, unmoved by it all. The stranger pulled a box out from the confines of his large trench coat. The pretty wooden box.

“What is it?”

“What is it? What is it? Why, it is a jack-in-the-box dear boy. But one the likes of which you will have never set eyes on before.”

“What makes it so special? I’ve seen them before.”

“Not like this you haven’t. Come now, don’t you want to see what’s inside?”

“Umm… okay.”

“Ah, but I can’t do that you see. This here, it’s special. It can only be opened by the one who possesses it.”

“You mean buys it?”

“Yes. I do.”

“You want me to buy it?”

“I would be glad to sell it to you young man. But do you know what you’re really doing?”

“What-?” The stranger leaned in closer, and he could see part of his face, the rest of which was concealed by a thick hood. A pale face and long hair that hung down from inside the hood. The stranger appeared young, except for the voice coming from his mouth. The voice sounded strained. Like it had said some things it really shouldn’t have. Condemned someone to death.

What? Where did that thought come from? The stranger was standing rather close to him. He was feeling increasingly uncomfortable. But his curiosity was spiked. “How much?” he asked.

“Only $10. A real bargain.” The stranger’s mouth stretched into a grin. It wasn’t a friendly expression though. Menacing was what came to mind. Almost unconsciously, his hand moved to the pocket of his jeans. He knew he had $10, but he didn’t know why he was giving it to this man. Fingers clutched the crumpled note. He pulled it out and handed it to the stranger.

A most unsettling thing happened. The stranger grinned, showing small white teeth. Like the grin, the smile seemed only to hold menace and danger. “Here you are dear boy.” The wooded box was handed to him. It felt heavy in his grasp, and he wondered how the stranger had managed to carry it around in his pocket.

“Frankie! There you are. C’mon, we’re going home now.” His mother calling him, made him turn around. She was walking over to him, hand held out, ready to escort him to a safer place. Away from the stranger with his unsettling smile and long coat.

He turned back, looking for the stranger, but found he was gone. As expected. It was as clichéd as it was real. He found it disturbing still. It was rather convenient that when the slightest amount of doubt entered his mind, the man should disappear. But he pushed the thought aside, and joined his Mom.

Now, alone in his room, he was able to think clearer than he had at the fair. He was stupid for buying it from a total stranger. But, how could this pretty wooden box be stupid? Doubt entered his mind again, almost overwhelming. The shady stranger, the beautiful box. The two just didn’t match.

His right hand around the crank, he braced his arm to turn. But nothing happened. There was something wrong about this whole thing. A part of his mind (the part that still thought sense) knew he would regret turning that handle. But another, larger part wanted him to do it. Needed him to do it. Just so see what was inside.

Throwing caution to the wind, he turned the handle. Half a rotation, nothing happened. Another half. He heard a faint noise from inside. Another half turn, and he heard the first notes of a tune resonate from the box. He turned it again, this time without stopping. Again and again it turned, the music coming from the beautiful wooden box getting louder and louder.

He turned the handle a final time, hearing the mechanism inside click. The lid opened.



The parents of little Frank Iero discovered his body draped across his bed, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. While there was no sign of physical injury, there was also no doubt that he was dead. The doctors didn’t understand why.

But Frank did. The last thing he saw, what appeared out of the now non-existent jack-in-the-box will be forever imprinted on his eyes. Long black hair partially, obscuring his face. Pale skin beneath hazel eyes. The black jesters costume, covered in bells that rang in the still bedroom air. An image of the man who sold the pretty wooden box, returned to claim his item.

A ten dollar note was found in little Frank Iero’s pocket.
My entry for =RikuHikari-Neo's Ferard comp ([link]) I had to choose a number, so I choose 25, because that's my birthday :XD: My prompt word was 'Costume.' I dont quite know why, but I pictured Gerard in a jester outfit (maybe because Im kinda obsessed with them) Ive had the idea about the killer jack-in-the-box because that's what I think of when I listen to 'Romance' but MCR.

Well, this doesnt quite equal a Ferard really. Does it? Gerard doesnt even get mentioned, he's only described. And they dont end up falling in love or such. Frankie get's killed by the Jack-in-the-box.

Oh well, Im happy with it. Its different from my usual style I think.

Tell me what you think please :hug:

-Meggy
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JayPom Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2012
this is amazing! even though it isn't a Ferard. It is just... epic! No other way to describe this!
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you very much :D
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CrazyonMyChem Featured By Owner Sep 10, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
djsjcjsk you are an amazing writer :') love it!
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you :hug: And thank you for the :+fav: :D This story was such a fluke though, I haven't been able to write like this again. I think it involves being awake at like 2am, amongst other things :D
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Allyzakitten Featured By Owner May 26, 2011  Student Traditional Artist
Not really Ferard but defiantly awsome! Scared the shit outta me (especially because I'm deathly afraid of clowns)!!!
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Oh noes :( Yeah, I intended to make it a Ferard, but then this story came out and I liked it too much to change anything :D
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Allyzakitten Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2011  Student Traditional Artist
Well I thought it was a pretty freaking awsome story:)
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Why thank you :D
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WhoDoIWant Featured By Owner Mar 24, 2011  Student Writer
woah good but not what i expected
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Could I ask what you were expecting? Just being curious :D
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WhoDoIWant Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2011  Student Writer
i was expecting usual ferard stuff ^_^ but i liked the change up it was AMAZING
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Cool, thanks. That was what I was mostly trying to do. As well as write a story for the song 'Romance.' :D
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WhoDoIWant Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2011  Student Writer
omg i knew it lol i was lie i bet the song that was plying for the box was romance lol
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2011  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
It sure was lol :D Everytime I heard that song I thought of a music box, so eventually I wrote a story for it :)
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WhoDoIWant Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2011  Student Writer
well im glad you did it turned out great
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EmoHidanFan Featured By Owner Apr 27, 2010
Give it to my mom. NOW!!! Lol
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Apr 28, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hahaha :XD:

Maybe it should carry a warning? Similar to the warning found on mattresses: "Warning, do not eat the mattress."
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dandygrrrl Featured By Owner Feb 25, 2010
Love this I have a community on Live Journal [link]
This would fit in great there.
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks, but I dont have a Live Journal. I used to, but I found that site hard to use.
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musiclover171 Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2010
frank!!!!!!!!
you killed frank!
ahhhhh!
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jan 9, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Noo... the creepy jack-in-the-box did? :XD:
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musiclover171 Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2010
haha i guess he did

that was a really cool story!
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:XD: Thank you :D
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bella-swan-must-die Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
I absolutaly LOVE your style of writing!! It's truely amazing! This is wonderfully dark and I admire the killer jack-in-the-box idea! :D
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks :hug: I love the style of writing as well, too bad I cant write like that again lol :XD: It was such a spur-of-the-moment thing.
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bella-swan-must-die Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Teehee, it's really good. I hope to be reading more of your fanfiction :3
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks. Ive got quite a lot of free time of my hands, so I spose I should start writing again :D
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bella-swan-must-die Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Woooh! I can't wait to see what you come up with! <3
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
lol, I've got so many ideas for stories, its just writing them that's the hard part :XD:
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bella-swan-must-die Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh, I know what you mean x.x
I'm sure you can do it!!
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2010  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Haha yeah, well I'll try, hows that?
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Invalid-Chances Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2009
Delightfully dark, demonic and delicious.
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Oct 20, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Wow, thank you :hug:
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ryunai27 Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2009   Writer
I loved it!

... and I'm never going to play with a jack-in-the-box ever again. EVER.
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks :D

They're freaky things anyway xD
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ryunai27 Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009   Writer
You're welcome ^^

Yeah, I think they're wicked freaky now! One of the kids I babysit really likes jack-in-the-boxes too -_-"
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Haha, do you like them? Some of the kids I've babysat were really annoying. Didnt sound like such a bad idea lol.
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ryunai27 Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2009   Writer
Yeah, they're pretty cute. My mom made me go to a daycare after school until I was 13, and I saw some pretty bratty kids during all the time I spent there XP It's not a bad idea if the kids are nice. But NEVER EVER babysit for two brothers who hate each other and know karate >.<
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Haha oh I can imagine that was fun :XD: What did you do? Seperate them?
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ryunai27 Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2009   Writer
Yeah. It took a while -_-" But then I told them if they didn't stop I would give their Wii to the Salvation Army. That shut them up real fast ^^
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 17, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Haha, lucky that they believed you. Some of the kids I've seen would have called your bluff xD
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mcrmakesmemelt Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
poor frankie so cool but sad
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks :D Yeah, I felt sorry for killing him off, but oh well, he shouldnt have played with the jack-in-the-box xD
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mcrmakesmemelt Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
true i see your point
bawd fwankie bawd
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
And buying it from a stranger too, naughty naughty.
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mcrmakesmemelt Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
frankie needs some one to tell him right from wrong
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Haha, yeah. Where were the parents as, c'mon.
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mcrmakesmemelt Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
exactly
oh btw why are you on so late at night
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likescarecrows Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2009  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Late? I'm usually only on till like 10pm or something. Why?
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Kisumie Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2009
nice.
but i screamed when frankie died.
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