Jeffy boi's POV
I walked down the long ass halls of the Slender mansion. I sigh as I walk to Noodle arm's office. I knock on the door. When I hear a 'come in' from Slendy, I open the door and walk in.
"What?" I ask, my tone annoyed.
"Jeffrey-"
"Don't call me that."
"As I was saying," he says ignoring my comment, "I need you do something."
"What?"
"Ben, come here please." A small boy, looking about the age of 4, walks over.
"I need you to watch Ben."
"I- Wha- How- WHAT?!" I stutter. Ben looks at me.
"Jeff! Jeff!!" He says excitedly. He runs up to me. I sigh.
"Fine." I mutter, picking up Ben. He holds onto my hoodie.
"Why do you need me to do this?" I ask.
"Because, we are leaving somewhere for a while. I thought it were best if you stayed behind and watched Benjamin."
"Sure. Whatever." I mutter.
"You are dismissed." I roll my eyes, walking out of the room. Ben looks up at me.
"Jeff?" He asks.
"What?" I ask.
"I'm hungry.." He says quietly.
"Of course..." I mutter. I take him downstairs.
"Is that Ben..?" Zero asks.
"Yes, it is." I reply. Ben grips my hoodie tightly. I take him to the kitchen, setting him on the counter. He giggles, looking up at me. I blush.
"Hm. Cute." I mutter.
"What do ya want to eat?" I ask.
"Food." He says.
"Ben, don't even.." I say. He giggles again, but upon seeing my serious expression, stops.
"Sorry.." He says.
Little bit later
I sat in my room, Ben sitting next to me. He was silent ever since he apologized, and now I was starting to worry. I look down at him. He looks up, making eye contact with me. I smile at him. He looks away. I grab him and pull him onto my lap. He squeaks in surprise. I stand up.
"Are you okay Ben?" I ask.
"Hm? Yeah, why??" He tilts his head.
"Christ your cute.."
"Christ..?"
"Wait- Shit- Don't say that."
"Why not? You get to!"
"That's because I'm 16. Your four."
"No I'm not! I'm 5! Dumbass! Er- Wait- SORRY!" He whimpers. I look at him surprised.
"Hey, hey, woah. Calm down." I say.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to I'm sorry.."
"Ben? Hey, hey. Look at me." He slowly looks up at me.
"It's alright. You didn't mean it. It's okay." He sniffles.
"Okay.." I look at him. I smile at him.
"You aren't mad..?" I shake my head.
"U-Usually my f-father would hit me if I ever talked b-back.." My eyes widen.
