Skibidi Toilet

Norm Peterson had become an unstable mess, a man so terrified from his near death experience that he became scared of crossing the road or travelling by bus or car. The scared little man could barely function, stuttering every sentence. Chad and Stacy were among the students that attended the same college, alongside Nikki Apple who he always thought was a cruel tutor. They had a new head tutor of the class named Mrs Jones, she was just as strict (if not stricter) than the support tutor. A couple of new students had joined the class too, Emily White who was blonde and cute, became best friends with Stacy Queen. There was a new guy similar to Norm though, who seemed just as shy, perhaps more so because he was new and didn't know anyone. This young man was named Benjamin Smith. He wore square glasses that only made him appear even more nerdy alongside his skinny figure and weak will. Norm slowly became friends with Benjamin, although they barely spoke they shared a common interest in reading comics. Despite this new friend however, Norm was still a wreck of nerves. Whenever he got extremely anxious, on the verge of a panic attack, Norm often felt the need to desperately run the toilet. It was an embarrassing urge he kept the utmost secret, as he knew Chad and Stacy would ridicule him endlessly if they knew. Nine times out of ten, Norm never actually needed to go, his anxieties simply got the better of him. Most staff and students thought he was running off to cry, because he felt this way whenever he was being bullied or put on the spot by Miss Apple and Mrs Jones.

One day during a particularly intense lesson, Norm was flustered and feeling under pressure, his tutors were demanding answers and he couldn't get any of them right! Chad, Stacy and Emily laughed and snorted every time he made a mistake and none of the tutors told them off. Oh god, he was feeling tense! Tapping his leg up and down, looking around in frantic terror. In all this stress, Norm's nerves felt on fire, that sudden urge of his, hit him like a brick.
"M- m- miss, I- I- I'll be ri- right back!" He stuttered, rushing up so fast, he dropped his pencil upon the table, it made a loud ping! Then it did a spin and danced across the table, flying off it and bouncing around the floor like a jumping bean. Mrs Jones kneeled down and picked up the tap dancing pencil, before giving Norm a scornful look.
"You may go..." She rolled her eyes and let Norm escape the classroom.
"Aww poor baby, gonna cry again?!" Stacy called.
"Oh boohoo!" Chad joined, but Emily just giggled.
"Sh- sh- shut u- up!" Norm retorted before slamming the classroom door behind him as he exited onto the corridor.

The men's toilet was a good 5 to 10 minute walk from his classroom, the stress and humiliation of being bullied made his bladder boil like a kettle. Norm had no idea if he really needed to go or not, for it may have just been fear causing his nerves to go haywire. Getting away from those mean community college tutors and those horrid bullies would be a retreat regardless, as he calmed down he needed to go less and less, but still walked to the toilets anyway. Halton College wasn't a big building, it only had two floors and 20 classrooms that studied very few topics. He walked past the college canteen, several students and staff members were on break. A group of tutors sat in a dark corner, discussing their students, Norm had no idea which class these people ran because he hadn't met any of them before. Near the front of the canteen sat several gangs of teenagers, they all looked tough. The type of people Chad and Stacy would be friends with. The room wasn't very big and the carvery was pathetic, the snotty old women behind the counter were always short tempered and rude. Truth be told, Norm honestly hated it here sometimes. The toilet was by the wall of this canteen, he ventured through the door and took the long stairs underground to get to them. Norm had no idea why the toilets were this far beneath the college, in a dark lit dungeon like this, it always gave him the creeps. By now he was really at ease, the need to go was only slight, proving that it really was just his nerves that sent him over the edge. He walked into the men's toilets and opened a cubicle. There stood a dirty old toilet bowl, then the moment he unbuttoned his jeans, a strange gurgling sound erupted from within the toilet. Norm was stunned, as the pale white scalp of a head appeared from beneath the water, squeezing its way up through the tight hole. The rest of the head looked up at him, it's face was hideous with eyes darker than space, pulling the most terrifying smile he had ever seen. This man had shark teeth and skeletal facial features, looking more like some demon out of hell itself.
"Wh- wh- w- w... Why ar- are you! In th- th- th- th-"
"The- the- the- THE TOILET?!" It laughed scornfully, "I'm Skibidi Toilet Norm!" The monster was referencing that awfully unfunny meme Chad & Stacy were obsessed with.
"Y- you- you can't be a- a- an inter- internet meme!" Norm cowered, stepping back as the head in the toilet began to stretch upwards and outwards from within the bowl. Soon Skibidi Toilet's hands reached out from under his neck, his fingers were long like spider legs, with nails sharp enough to dig right into the white ceramic of the bowl. It popped out its ridiculously long torso, bending forwards as its arms reached out to grab hold of Norm. The poor teenager jumped back in fright, the intense urge to use the bathroom was suddenly present again. Somehow he didn't embarrass himself in front of Skibidi Toilet, as it crawled out completely naked. The demon was far scarier than he could've possibly imagined, for the body was mere skin and bone, with limbs stretched out like some hideous praying mantis. Norm spun on his heels and ran!
"Skib-skib-skibidi toilet, Skibidi-skibidi!" The monster sang, his voice was slow and demonic. Norm wasn't listening, at least not intentionally, as the singing monster crawled closer to him, walking on all fours as the ceiling was too short for it to stand.
"Look out, Norm!" Laughed the demon, "your shoe laces are untied!"
Norm looked down in a panic, his shoe laces were fastened tightly, the demon had lied! Yet it was enough to distract Norm from climbing the stairs properly. He tripped over his own legs and fell halfway down the tall stairs, tumbling down, down, down, under the might of Skibidi Toilet, the hideous happy demon. Norm felt dizzy, as the open wound on his forehead bled like a tap. He looked up and screamed, as Skibidi Toilet leered over him, laughing between his demonic singing.
"Pl- please don't k- kill me!" Norm begged, crying in terror.
"Oh... I'm not gonna kill you!" Skibidi Toilet grinned, "you have done that to yourself!" He stroked Norm's open wound, "when you fell down the stairs..."
"Yo- you- you killed me!" Norm trembled.
"I can't kill you..." Skibidi Toilet soothed, "no baby, I can't... You killed yourself and everyone will know you simply panicked and banged your head on the way upstairs!"
"You're a muh- muh- monster!"
"Shush..." Skibidi Toilet brought an icy, slender finger upon Norm's lips, "just let it happen, feel your life fade away..."
As Skibidi Toilet said this, Norm closed his eyes and saw nothing but darkness, as his blood ran cold, he felt his body shut down, breath by breath.