Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

You Two Play A Game

Okay, I'm so sorry I did that. BEN didn't find a cereal packet promising him greatness, he definitely didn't find it inside F/N's freezer, and he certainly didn't give birth to Jeff.

But once he glitched himself OUT of the freezer, he did find a puzzle on your coffee table. It was incomplete, missing only one piece.

The little elf grabbed some fruit from a bowl, remembered, that fruit was the devil, then stretched out to put it back.

"I'll find the one piece, then Y/N will think I'm her hero and let me eat all the ice cream!" Was his logic.

Donning a Sherlock cap and a magnifying glass, BEN made it his life mission to find the missing puzzle piece. Seriously. He came up with a tragic backstory and everything.

Five minutes passed. Then you came back, having just popped out for a potty break.

Unaware of the little elf who was sleuthing under the couch, you sat down and took out the last piece from your pocket.

"Fluffy or Deez Nuts might've eaten this if I left it in plain sight. Oh well!"

You anticlimatically slotted in the final piece. And you leaned back, sighing. And then you got up to feed Deez Nuts some nuts.

After that, you ate all the ice cream to celebrate the completion of the puzzle.

As far as Author Phantom knows, BEN searched for that piece for a whole hour until he made his way to the jigsaw factory and stole a new one.

Dark Link

Darkness was sitting in the living room, comfortably stretched across the couch like a lounging cat. Texting someone, probably BEN.

You staggered downstairs, caring a large box. It was full of your childhood games, and not all of them were electronic.

"Darkness! I found... This!" You set down the massive box with a groan.

Dark Link sat up to give you some room. He locked his phone and stowed it away inside his pocket.

"Angel, you could've asked me to help you carry that downstairs."

"It's good exercise," you shrugged dismissively. "So anyway, who were you texting?"

"Oh, just Slendy. There's a high priority on the list who's proving difficult to kill, so he's assigned me and Jeff to-"

You yawned and pretended to fall asleep halfway through. After he finished the boring explanation, you sprang back to life and waved around a lightweight board game.

"Let's play Guess Who! I've got the Disney edition right here!"

"... Alright?"

~Le Phantom-Induced Timeskip~

You sat opposite of him, watching him carefully for any telltale looks. The game had just begun, and so far nobody had spoken.

Dark Link glanced up, tilting his head slightly to the side.

"Does your one have... Um..." His hands made suggestive motions around his chest.

You gave him a strange look, but nodded and asked a question too. Cards were flicked down. He'd chosen a girl too.

"Okay, your turn."

"Does she... Er... Like swimming?" He leaned even more, looking puzzled.

You whipped around in your seat. BEN was standing on the table behind you.

He had mop on his head, a tight black dress with several slits at the bottom, a pair of coconuts ductaped to his chest and was wearing bright blue eyeshadow. The little elf was doing some sort of butterfly stroke.

"What the duck?!"

BEN hastily hopped off the table and ran off with a shrill scream of "you owe me five bucks!"

Dark Link sheepishly cowered and mumbled something about being terrible at guessing. You forgave him. Only because the sight of BEN trying to be Ursula was hilarious.

Laughing Lumberjack

"I don't know about this, L.J..."

"It'll be fun, Y/N! You get paid to sit around and stare at a screen all night!"

The monochrome clown dragged you into The Office and made you sit down in a chair. All was quiet, save for the soft crackling of the static screens.

"Okay, we're online! See? Everything's fine! Now just sit back and read a magazine or- ooh! Cupcakes!"

L.J decided to sit on the desk and munch away on a tray of Chica-themed cupcakes. You couldn't see anything except his growing stomach.

"Um... L.J? I can't monitor the cameras. Could you move a bit?"

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"Because my butt is comfy!" He said indignantly.

You groaned and leaned back in the chair. The hours ticked away. The supply of cupcakes diminished.

None of the animatronics approached The Office, not even Golden Freddy. They were all thoroughly fed-up of L.J, who'd been the night guard of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria for quite some time.

And since that killer clown was sitting in front of the cameras, you didn't see them wandering around aimlessly.

The only downside to L.J's subtle plan to keep you from getting frightened was that he ended up getting splinters in unspeakable places.

It's-Finally-The-Present-Time-At-The-Creepypasta-Mansion...

Smiley was trying to sleep, but tossed and turned restlessly. He was having nightmares about the reunion again. After his twin's little stunt, a chain reaction of pandemonium had followed.

Three people had been hospitalized after coming close to drowning in the punch fountain, an uncle had declared he was divorcing his wife and moving out of the country to marry a horse, Phantom had dropped her DIY karaoke box on someone's grandmother, the piano player had been mauled by a pack of pomperians after desert splattered all over him, a monkey came out of nowhere and stole the mother's handbag, and Evelyn still wasn't talking to him.

With regards from Slenderman indeed...

The not-so-good doctor tossed his blanket aside and got up to fetch a glass of water. A pair of scarlet eyes followed him from the shadowy surgery area.

"Where are you going?"

"Water."

"You've already had three glasses."

"Well, then this'll be the fourth."

"If you don't stop running out every five minutes, I'll force a tube down your throat and fill you with water until you burst."

"That's actually impossible. My most probable cause of death would be-"

"FOr ThE lOvE OF ZaLGO, jUsT gO tO sLEEP!"

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A/N: That's definitely what I'd scream to our insomniac dachshund, if she understood English.

Well, I've sprained my neck again. It hurts, but I've found a semi-uncomfortable position that kinda works. So I can still type. Please excuse the spelling mistakes!

Thank you for reading, voting and commenting. Phantom is out for today! Lemme know what you found funny, share your frustrations at the lunacy and have a fantastic day!

Toodles!

~TheNightPhantom