Runaway: Slipside Fantasy

The little brat ran too fast to catch up. Serena slowed, and listened. She heard a rustling in the bushes, and part of her mind screamed, "Monster!" but she dismissed that and pounced. With a shriek and a rattle of branches, she pulled her charge out.

"Your mother said that while I babysat you, I should feel free to spank you if you needed it," she threatened.

"Nuh-uh!" the brat said. "She wouldn't pay you anything if you did!"

"Wanna find out?"

The little girl shrieked again, reaching a decibel level that only fire sirens and six-year-olds could manage.

"Come on, let's get out of here," Serena said, glancing around the empty park. The moonlight glinted off the slide and the swings that hung limp and empty. "I don't like this place."

In her moment of inattention, the brat jerked her arm free and sprinted off to climb into the park maze.


Inspiration: One of the slipside stories.
Story Potential: High
Notes: See the slipside story notes. Should this be the first one? Maybe not.