Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

His Reaction To More "Explicit" Fanfiction

The ghost seemed to be grumbling about how even imaginary scenarios left side-effects or something of the sort.

You ignored it and sat up.

"Hey... I wonder where Darkness is? He's usually the first person to greet me in the morning."

After getting out of bed and making yourself look like a presentable human being instead of something that had crawled out of a mental hospital, you went downstairs.

He wasn't there.

"Odd..."

You called him on your phone but it went straight to voicemail.

"This is Dark Link and I'm obviously unavailable to answer your call. Please leave a message after the beep unless you're BEN, in which case kindly 'eff off and stop sending me nude pictures of various male celebrities. Regardless of what the DarkLinkXLink fanfictions tell you, I'm not gay. Thank you and have a pleasant day."

You sniggered.

"Hey Darkie. I know you must be busy but would you mind giving me a ring as soon as you can? Thanks!"

There wasn't much else to do except hang up and wait patiently.

And feed Smile Dog.

Dark Link responded a little while later, stumbling over apologies and cooking up some half-baked excuse that he had overslept.

In reality though, he had been taking down all of the explicit posters that BEN had superglued around his bedroom walls while he was sleeping.

(I'm too lazy to do one for L.J. Just imagine that he hid in a closet and refused to come out)

At the Creepypasta Mansion...

Smiley was finally able to move his limbs again, or at least to some degree.

L.J came around to deliver lunch and helpfully cleaned off Sally's graffiti.

After taking pictures "for the album", of course.

"How are you feeling today?" He asked brightly, setting down a tray.

"Better than before...," Smiley trailed off, slowly sitting up.

The monochrome clown hung around for longer than usual.

After he had eaten lunch, Smiley looked up in bemusement.

"Why are you still here?"

"Oh um... No reason."

"Of course there's a reason. You always have a reason because you're an annoying pest who refuses to leave me alone."

"I wanna know what Smirky did!" L.J blurted out.

"Wasn't it clear enough? He tortured me relentlessly and kept me alive through countless injections."

"No! I mean, how did he end up getting you in the first place? Didn't you fight back?"

Smiley fell back and let his head hit the pillow.

"He played a recording of someone's voice and used it to trick me into walking right into a trap of chloroform," he said dismissively.

"Who's voice? Was it (Name?)"

"No, no. It wasn't that. Just drop it, okay?"

Smiley opened his eyes again as he heard the sound of something clattering to the ground.

"Okay. I dropped it," L.J shrugged offhandedly.

"What... What was that?"

"The tape that I found while I was cleaning up. You know, the one with the recording of my voice wailing that my nose was injured again?"

There was a low growl.

L.J ducked and ran out with a giggle.

"I knew you really cared! Or else you wouldn't have left the room to fix my nose!"

A pillow went flying over his head.

"I was going to beat the stuffing out of you for being so annoying!"

"A likely story! You just couldn't bear the thought of me going through pain!"

"If you don't get out of here, then you'll be in a world of pain right now, you damn clown!"

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A/N: Two new chapters to compensate for my lack of updates! Unfortunately, this book still does have quite a shaky schedule so this'll probably have to last you guys a week or so. Sorry! Blame the lemmings!

Ta-Ta!

~TheNightPhantom