Adopting Tiny Creepypasta (CreepypastaxReader)

Chapter 2

"Uh what's your name?" I ask the crying kid.

"... Sally," she replies after a pause.

I try and smile slightly. "That's a really pretty name, Sally," I reply as I slowly walk past her, try not to scare her. I walk over to the paper towel and grab a square, folding it till it's small enough, then I go back and carefully try to dry her tears with the towel.

"So uh... You want to tell me how you got here?" I ask warily. I did notice the blood on her face and had made sure to wipe that away too but I still didn't know anything about this tiny kid. "And have you always been this.... Small?"

There's another sniffle from Sally. "I-I was at the mansion with everyone and then there was a loud bang and then I was really small and I was outside your house and it was dark and wet outside so I snuck it and I'm sorry please don't hurt me," Her voice is low and fast as she finishes but I manage to catch everything she said.

I sigh and run a hand through my wet hair, "I'm not mad at you... But if you're small now does that mean these 'others' you were talking about are also small now?"

I get a nod and I start to wonder if I really have lost it. I notice a small puddle of rain water has formed under her and I decide for now I should work on getting her warmed up.

"Hey do you like hot chocolate?" I ask as I look around my kitchen. Sally's eyes brighten before she nods.

I chuckle at the girl. "Then why don't I make you some... I'll also get you a towel since you're soaking wet."

Sally nods as she looks around the kitchen while I go back to the bathroom. Any of my normal towels would completely drown her out so I grab a clean wash cloth and head back wondering if I have any cups small enough for her.

When I get back I find Sally still standing in the same place as before.

I chuckle and hand her the wash cloth she takes it and wraps it around herself and I look over at her almost completely covered by the fluffy white towel.

"M... Miss?" Sally speaks up as I grab the milk out of the fridge to make us some hot chocolate.

"Yeah Sally?" I say as I go over to the cupboard and grab out the hot chocolate mix.

"W-what's your name?"

I don't look up from what I'm doing, "Y/N L/N."

"Well Miss Y/N c-could I made stay here with you?" Sally asks in a small voice and I look over at the little girl.

In all honesty I've probably gone completely mad from being alone for so long but why not, not like I've got much to loose anyway.

"Of course you can," I reply with a smile, "Have you seen the weather outside? It's no place for someone as small as you."

Sally smiles shyly as she seems to be thinking of something. "If I found my other friends would you be just as nice to them?" She asks and I have to pause for a moment.

"Don't know, I guess it depends what they're like," I say as I mix the hot chocolate powder with the milk. "I won't promise you anything but I'll probably let them stay."

"I think they would all like you a lot," Sally smiles and I barely catch what she said.

The hot chocolate is finished and now for cups. I can't exactly give her a mug since it'd be way too big compared to her. That's when I get an idea.

I head to my living room and head over to a random shelf and rustle through all the books and trinkets I have on it until I find what I'm looking for.

It's one of those silly ceramic shot glasses they sell at airports and gift stores. F/N (Friend's name) got it for me on one of their trips I think.

I grab it and make sure there isn't any dust on it before I go back to the kitchen and pour us both some hot chocolate.

"Careful it's hot," I warn as I hand the miniature girl the shot glass.

Sally nods and I pick up my own f/c mug. But just as I'm about to take a sip there's a knock at my door.