New Home, Same Old Denbo; Smiling Toy Shop Story # 15

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Smiling Toy Shop Story # 15

Submitted: June 17, 2013

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Submitted: June 17, 2013



“Kid, you’re a piss wad moron!” said Denbo, the Living Teddy Bear.  The  kid, who’d had his father buy him the bear, looked up with total shock registering in his eyes. 

“Ahhyyee!” shouted the kid.

“Oh yeah, ‘ahhyee!’  That’s going to help; she-it!” said Denbo; the scorn dripping from his mouth.

Denbo had managed to keep his being alive a secret, at least up until this moment.  As bad as he wanted out of the Smiling Toy Shop and away from that gushing open sewer, Jasper, nothing was worth putting up with this drooler; besides, he could just mumbo-jumbo the spastic tool later.  He had stayed silent while Moron-Boy ripped his arms and legs off.  That had been hard to take, but when the idiot had started signing to him, that had been the last straw. 

“What is that shit coming out of your face?  It sound like a cat having his voice box ripped out, through its ass!” he then told the kid.  “Kid, if you don’t stop that lame attempt at singing, I’m really going to get pissed.  If you think I’m pissed already, you ‘ain’t seen nothing yet.”

The kid just stared at Denbo like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.  This just staring went on for a long time, until Denbo got sick of it.

“Look, kid--what’s your name  by the way?  I can’t keep thinking of you as ‘That Dumb Shit Moron Who’s Staring at Me, with Fear in his Eyes, and Probably a Load in his Pants Because He’s so Scared.”


“Well, speak up Davy; hells bells!  My name is Dddaaavvvyyy.  Come on, talk like a man, not like some pussified reject!”

That made Davy angry, scared or not, “Hey, shut up!”

“Oh, hey, shut up!  Whoa, watch your mouth, son.”

“You’re a mean one, whatever you are.”

“Oh, I’d better watch my manners, before Dddaaavvvyyy kicks my ass.”

Just then, came a knock on the door.  “Davy, are you alright?” and a woman who must have been Davy’s mother opened the door, and said,

“Davy, I heard a man’s voice coming from in here.”

“Mom, that’s because my new teddy bear came to life, and started talking to me.”

“Davy, having a good imagination is usual in many children, but enough is enough; I was worried about you.”

“No Mom, I didn’t imagine it; he really did.”

Denbo, meanwhile, was keeping his mouth shut for once.  He was enjoying seeing Davy try to make any kind of sense about what he had seen to his mother.

“Davy, I’m not in the mood for any of your imaginary games; I’ve had a terrible day.  This is starting to turn into lying to me, and what did I tell you about lying to me, or anyone?”

“But Mom, I’m not lyin--”

“Alright mister, you leave me no choice; you’re grounded for a week.”

“A week?  But I’m telling you the truth.  I--”

“That’s all, Davy; When you’re ready to come say you’re sorry for lying, you can come out of your room, but not before then,” and she left the room, shutting the door behind her.  As the door was swing closed behind her, Denbo got a wicked gleam in his eye, and in as high-pitched voice as he could manage, yelled,

“Mom, blow it out your ass!”

Before a shocked Davy could say anything, immediately, she flew back into the room, saying, “That’s it, Davy.  That sass just bought a month of being grounded!”

“But Mom, it wasn’t me; the teddy bear said it.”

“Just drop it, Davy; I thought you were above this kind of behavior.”

“But Mom!” but she was already headed back out of the room.  This time, a smiling Denbo yelled,

“Mom, you suck!”

His mother came charging back into the room, her face red with anger, and said, “That’s quite enough, Davy; since obviously the grounding’s aren’t a big enough threat, this calls for more extreme measures.  You know I don’t believe in spanking, but I think in this case, you leave me no choice,” and she walked up to Davy and proceeded to give him several whacks across the butt. 

“Owe, owe, owe!” cried a tearful Davy. 

Denbo almost felt sorry for him, until Davy, after his mother once again left the room, turned on Denbo with a glare, and said in a hushed voice, “You bastard; I’m going to kill you, you son of a bitc--”

Just then, his mom knocked on the door again, and Davy stopped talking abruptly.  "Davy, what's going on in there? You sound mad and like you're talking to someone."

"No Mom, I'm just pretending to talk to the teddy bear again,"  While he was saying this, he was glaring daggers at   Denbo, who shrugged his shoulders as if to say, "What?"

Davy continued, "and you were right, I let my imagination get away from me; I'm sorry."

"Well, Davy, it's a little late for that, don't you think?  You're still grounded for a month."

Denbo saw his chance.  Through the closed door he said in a high pitched voice, "Screw you, Mom!"

Davy's mom went nuts, ripping open the door and coming at Davy with her face red with anger, "I'll teach you to say such things to your own mother!", and suddenly Davy's pathetic cries echoed throughout the house.  Denbo smiled to himself, and thought, 

 That ought to teach the little sawed-off pecker-jerk not to fuck with me!  He could make them forget, by using 'mumbo-jumbo' as that slope-headed teddy bear back at the Smiling Toy Shop, Jasper, called it, but what would be the fun in that?


The End



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