Cuphead Scream Novels & Stories

A line of sweat beads had began to form around her forehead from worrying and she wiped it with the back of her palms. "AURORA! AURORA!" She heard someone yell from outside the Cactus and it didn’t in any way sound like Ma.Coco, She glanced over at Cripsy and motioned with her fingers for her to keep quiet, Her chest had started to hammer as she shakily looked out the window but saw nothing "AURORA!" The voice yells again and Cripsy started to bark, A confused Aurora hissed loudly, a little miffed over the animal’s behavior.

I click the record as tears stream down my face. Oh, fuck, yes! Oh yes! Zaaaacccc. Harder! I hold my mouth and swallow the lump hard. My phone falls and I drop into the carpet. Ohhh! I'm coming again! I can still hear their scream and groans and moans. But my heart was stabbed by different sizes of knives and a sledgehammer.

The kind that takes the skin first, then the tissue, and then the cartilage, just like peeling an apple made of screams. Wes arched off the table. The gag caught the first half of his scream, but the second half thundered through his nose. It was loud, feral, and utterly satisfying. I held the toe in front of him, blood dripping from the end. "You think she'd ever be fine when we rescue her?" I asked almost in a child-like tone, narrowing my brows thoughtfully. He shook his head so hard I thought his neck might snap. Too bad I wasn't finished.

“You okay?” “Peachy.” I held up the camera. “Got your touchdown. Coyote edition.” He went still. “You saw them?” “Hard to miss when they’re screaming in Dolby surround.” He glanced at the spiral scar on his arm, then at my ear. Didn’t ask to see it. Just nodded once. “Grandma says the marked ones see clear. Didn’t think it’d be a skateboard girl from Tennessee.” “I’m full of surprises.” He almost smiled. “Game’s not over. Stay off the fifty-yard line after the third quarter. Mist gets… grabby.”

FREDERICK “Die motherfucker,” I gritted, pressing my finger into the claw of the trigger and feeling the gun jerk in my hands, the impact pulling me forward so that I tumbled into the stone flooring. “Come on! Go go go!” I screamed through gritted teeth, waving my hands wildly at Darlene and pushing her around the car as she surged through the barrage of shots pummeling us and firing off a few more rounds as the Umbrella man roared with pain, tearing the knife from his eye with an impossibly loud sucking sound.

To Scream. I dropped down on my knees, taking in a deep breath. Athena was still in front of me, not having the slightest idea of what I was about to do. Thankfully, Fernando was quick to catch on. He pushed her out of the way just in time for me to let out a very powerful scream. A scream that pushed Fernando so many yards away, ripping out his clothes and even a large chunk of his flesh. It was a horrible sight.

His eyes drop an ocean that gets pulled to the sky staining his upper cheeks and the saliva in his mouth twirling from each scream let out. Haaaaa!!!... The scream filled the air with terror while the spikes reached out to slice through his skin. One cuts his left arm off, the blood pours so heavy before he lands straight to the ground... his eyes locking out its view. Bump-bump, Bump-bump.

I screamed but my scream only came back as echoes in my ear. When I thought that the car was going to crush me, the car halted right in front of me. Tears trickled down my forehead as anxiety crept to the back of my neck. The car’s door slammed shut, causing my heart to almost leap out of my throat. Slowly, the steps that I seemed to have mastered soon stopped right before me. My eyes fell on the white sneakers that had blood stains on them. I raised my head and when my eyes met with his, I gulped. “Pedro”

"Get off me you jerk," ~AND HERE I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAF~ Creed grabbed his leg and crushed it with all his might. "Do you think I am your ride or something?" ~HE HE HE, I ENJOY SITTING ON SHOULDERS, AREN'T YOU SCARED?~ "Scared? don't give yourself too much credit," Creed huffed and smirked slightly. "I don't get scared this easily..." ~HE HE HE HE, WHY ARE YOU CLIMBING THE TREE? IS SOMETHING UP THERE?~

> POV: Carrie I wаnt to scream, but nоthіng comes out. Aрrіl lооkѕ tеrrіfіеd, аnd rіghtlу ѕо, hеr аttасkеr іѕ hugе аnd he’s not alone. Thе hulkѕ аrе drеѕѕеd in blасk, wіеldіng dіrtу gunѕ. Hеr раlе сhееk hаѕ a dark grease mark whеrе he’s рrеѕѕіng thе wеароn. I know I nееd to do something but аll mу trаіnіng dоеѕn’t tоuсh thе sides оf thіѕ fеаr.