Part 3- The house where legends argue

MOM SLAYERS – PART 3: THE HOUSE WHERE LEGENDS ARGUE

Location: Same house.

Walls cracked. Utensils on the floor.

Ayaan hiding behind the sofa.

Raghav and the Mom Slayers standing like spectators in a stadium.

Grandma 👵 and Grandpa 👴🏾 face each other.

Silence.

Then—

Grandma adjusts her saree.

Grandma (calm, annoyed):

“So… after all these years, you still think you’re right?”

Grandpa tightens his belt.

Grandpa (smirking):

“I survived your cooking for 40 years.

I’m not scared of a slipper.”

The Mom Slayers gasp.

Raghav (whispering, impressed):

“Sir has courage…”

THE FIGHT BEGINS

Grandma lifts her chappal.

**CHAPPAL BREATHING:

THIRD FORM — MORNING ROUTINE SMACK**

She moves.

THWACK!

Grandpa barely dodges.

The wall behind him EXPLODES.

Grandpa sighs.

Grandpa:

“You never let me finish my sentence.”

He snaps his belt.

KRAAAK!

The sound alone shakes the ceiling fan.

Ayaan covers his ears.

Ayaan:

“Why does the belt sound scarier than the slipper?!”

BELT BREATHING — FIRST FORM

WARNING SNAP

Grandpa swings.

The belt misses Grandma’s face by an inch.

Her hair moves.

That’s it.

Grandma’s smile disappears.

Mom Slayers (chanting):

“Grandma! Grandma! Grandma!”

Raghav, without realizing, cheers:

Raghav:

“Sir! Left side—!”

Grandma turns her head slowly and stares at Raghav.

Raghav freezes.

Raghav (politely):

“I mean… respectfully… Grandma is also strong.”

COMEDY CHAOS

Grandma suddenly stops mid-fight.

Grandma:

“Did anyone turn off the gas?”

Everyone freezes.

Grandpa:

“You ask THIS now?!”

Grandma nods.

“Safety first.”

She resumes instantly.

**CHAPPAL BREATHING:

FOURTH FORM — SURPRISE FROM BEHIND**

SMACK!

Grandpa spins, crashes into a cupboard.

Plates rain down like fireworks.

Grandpa stands up, dusting himself.

Grandpa (calm):

“You’re still angry about 1987, aren’t you?”

Grandma:

“You forgot my birthday.”

Another hit.

THE FINAL MOVE

Grandma steps forward.

Her grip tightens.

**CHAPPAL BREATHING:

FINAL FORM — SILENCE OF THE HOUSE**

Time slows.

Even the pressure cooker stops whistling.

BOOM.

The chappal lands.

Grandpa is sent flying into the wall and collapses.

Silence.

Mom Slayers stop cheering.

Raghav lowers his head.

Raghav (softly):

“So… this is the origin of all discipline.”

Grandma stands victorious.

SUDDEN CHANGE

Everyone exhales.

Then—

🚪 CREAK

The front door opens.

A single foot steps inside.

THUD.

The air becomes heavy.

Cracks spread across the floor without any attack.

No weapon.

No movement.

Just presence.

Raghav’s knees tremble.

Raghav (shocked):

“This pressure… this isn’t chappal… this isn’t belt…”

Ayaan whispers:

“Didi…?”

FAE has arrived from UAE.

She says nothing.

Her aura alone silences the house.

Grandma slowly turns.

For the first time…

She smiles.

FINAL SHOT

From the shadows behind Fae—

A deep, unseen presence watches.

A voice echoes faintly:

“So… the family is finally together.”

Darkness.

A silhouette of a MAN.

The true demon.

AYAN’S GRANDPA.

THE MOM DEMON DAD.

SEASON ENDS HERE

TO BE CONTINUED…

IN SEASON 2……

😄 Author’s Note – End of Season 1

If your house ever felt like a battlefield…

Congratulations. You were raised by legends.

Grandma proved one thing:

History doesn’t repeat itself…

It disciplines itself.

Season 1 ends here.

But trust me — Season 2 won’t knock.

It will break the door.

Thank you for reading, laughing, and surviving with Ayaan 🩴🔥

Written with fear and respect,

– Kingson Das

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