Make it Scary 11

[Greenie]

Look at how cute the picture below is. Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, right?
However, with the power of words and imagination, all that could very well change.

I want you to scare me.

Yes, you read that right.
With your words, turn that cute image into something scary, ominous, terrifying!

 

[Kitti]

The bowl shook a little in Travis's hand, one of the marshmallows inside nearly falling to the ground. His father swooped down at the last minute, steadying the bowl and pushing the sweet back down amongst the others once again.

"Careful, buddy!" His tone was light and he ruffled the kid's dirty blond hair. Holding the trembling bowl with both hands, Travis sprinted out the sliding glass door and into the back yard. Ahead of him, his mother and sister were already standing around the fire pit holding sticks.

From inside the bowl, the vibrating became more intense. "Please, please no" the voices were soft, indistinct, lost on the wind. Travis plucked up one of the marshmallows curiously, holding it up to look at it and it repeated the plea, wiggling in the vicelike grip of the giant.

"Travis, don't eat the marshmallows until we've roasted them over the fire!" his mother scolded as he popped one into his mouth.

 

[SlamifiedBuddafied]

Trapped amid the facade of happiness. The little cubes suffered a boiling rage within the thin veneer of joy and near repulsive amounts of "cuteness." Souls snatched by the more absurd whims of the universe who met life with little more than a broken soul at their conception and saw the world as no more than a box of kindling to sate their more damning desires. Even now, their expressions are contorted by this absurd force to convey feelings of playfulness and cheer, wonder and glee and the worst of all, this "cuteness" which binds their souls to this serene hell. Being batted about by the fingers of tiny children, smooshed and stretched, flattened and bloated and sometimes dunked into the Hell like confines of a fresh mug of hot chocolate.

Did I mention Atilla the Hun and Vlad the Impaler reside here as well? That's frightening enough as it is.