Freddy, completely horrified by the attic gremlin, Billy Lenz, met with Micheal in the living room, with a very beautiful and organized PowerPoint (it has like one slide) to try and get Billy kicked out.

Freddy: “so, as you can see from my BEAUTIFUL PowerPoint presentation…. THE ATTIC GOBLIN NEEDS TO GO.”

Micheal: “Freddy you don’t you see the irony in the fact that you’re trying to kick someone else out, and one of the points you used was that they don’t pay rent?”

Freddy: “Micheal, I have rarely said this. About any entity.” he stopped, continuing in a whisper. “but that thing scares me.”

Micheal: “Freddy, we can’t throw out Billy. I can’t throw out Billy.”

Freddy: “Why not?! WHAT KIND OF FUCKING DIRT DOES THAT THING HAVE ON YOU?! ….Why are you trying to protect it so bad? WHY-“ Micheal grabs the burnt bacon by its shirt and spoke in a grim, terrified whisper.

Micheal: ”you don’t think I’ve tried to throw him out? You don’t think I‘ve tried to escape?! I can’t. I CAN’T ESCAPE FREDDY. I’VE SEEN THINGS! I HAVE SEEN HIM DO AND SAY THINGS! THINGS I DIDNT THINK ANYONE WAS CAPABLE OF! THINGS THAT EVEN FUCKING WISE IS CAPABLE OF! AND I NEVER WANNA SEE IT AGAIN. FUCKING LEAVE HIM ALONE— YOU FUCKING LEAVE HIM ALONE!! AND LET HIM STAY IN THAT STUPID FUCKING ATTIC AWAY FROM US!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!”

Freddy in a haze, his voice breathy and gasping, “I understand, I understand—!” Micheal lets go of his shirt, letting Freddy drop onto the ground.

Micheal: “Good.” for a second he’s silent before speaking again, changing the subject and altering his tone to one of clamness. “What should we have for dinner?”

Billy creeps up on the two, probably had been listening in the whole time but no one could tell. He whispered. “I vote pizza.”

Micheal and Freddy scream, holding each other tightly together in horror before Micheal eventually lets him go.