Slappy- Hypnotizing Signal

My brain felt normal. I wanted to take care of my Slappy problem while I still felt like myself.
I heard voices in the den, but I didn’t stop to say hi. I ran up the stairs and into my room. I closed the door behind me.
Slappy sat on my bed, just where I’d left him that morning. He opened his eyes wide when I walked in and tilted his big head toward me.
“How’s it going, Son?” he called in his high, tinny voice.
“Don’t call me that!” I screamed. “Don’t ever call me son!”
“Tell me, Son, did you get my signal?”
I scowled at him. “I got your signal. I heard your stupid chirp. You made me wreck all the YC posters and the art room. And you made me steal a test.”
He tossed back his head and laughed. “That’s a start, Son.”

- Son of Slappy, chapter 20