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Jeff the Killer
It was quiet when you returned home after the karate contest.
Too quiet.
"Hello? Jeff? D/N?"
There wasn't even a little blonde midget raiding the fridge.
You set down your bag and began walking upstairs, checking everything as you went. Even the flower pots for some bizarre reason.
Are they trying to pull another prank on me or something?
Finally, you began to hear an odd sound from the bathroom...
Like soft sobbing.
"Jeff? Is that you?"
Even thought it was unlikely, you became slightly worried that maybe you had kicked him below the belt one too many times and that now his... Erm... Well...
For the sake of the rating, I won't repeat all of what you asked.
"Did your-*BLEEP*- Fall off or something?"
The sobbing didn't cease. In fact, it just seemed to get louder.
You just wanted to know what the heck was going on, so you resorted to desperate measures and kicked the door open.
D/N, who was watching everything from the bathtub, jumped out and went trotting over to you, looking relived.
Jeff had dipped his head back and was holding his knife up with a shaky hand.
"JEFF!"
Tears were flowing out of his eyes, as he had no eyelids to stop them.
"I-I killed them a-all... I-I'm a monster... I-I'm insane... T-This is the only way t-to escape the m-madness..."
The tarnished silver tip sank into his throat, drawing out a trickle of scarlet.
With one sweep of your hand, the knife was knocked straight out of his grip and smashed into the bathroom mirror, causing the whole thing to break apart and fall spectacularly to the floor.
D/N yelped in alarm and shot out to hide somewhere downstairs.
Jeff lost his balance and fell down, landing against the bathtub with a startled expression.
"Y-Y/N?"
"What were you thinking? Committing suicide to escape the guilt? You're better than that, Jeffy boy! When the hell did you suddenly start feeling remorse? " You cried out, grabbing him by the hoodie and easily yanking him up.
"I-I...I... I don't know!"
Without another word, Jeff burst into tears.
You brought him downstairs and comforted him until he calmed down, although it did take a few days for Jeff to return to being the smiling psychopath that you knew and loved.
BEN Drowned... In red?
F/N had woken you up in the middle of the night with a phone call. She told you that Jeff had tried to kill himself because he finally realized what a nutjob he really was.
You sort of nodded, yawned a little and then bid her goodnight.
"Oh gosh... I can't imagine what Jeff must've been going through... Well I'll tell BEN in the morning, if he doesn't know already..."
That's when you heard the sound of something breaking.
Fluffy woke up, ears and nose twitching.
You sighed and threw the covers off yourself to check out what broke and how expensive it would be to replace.
Padding downstairs in your socks, you briefly passed by the lounge and saw a fleeting glance of C/N's ghost chilling out and turning the fan on to maximum. (An inside joke for Thio33, because we often forget to turn off the fan after we leave the room and someone asks "Is there a ghost in the lounge?")
When you opened the door to the kitchen, you expected a lot of things. Even maybe pizza stuck to the ceiling.
What you didn't expect to see was BEN standing on the counter, getting ready to jump into a bathtub full of tomato ketchup.
Yes.
Just take a moment to let that sink in.
There was a bathtub full of ketchup just... Chilling out in the kitchen. That alone raised a lot of questions.
"BEN? What are you doing?"
"I'm going to end it all, Y/N! This is it! I can't live in this cruel, cruel world anymore because they've released a sequel to my favorite game and it sucks!"
The little elf bent his knees and got ready to jump into the tub of ketchup, intending to drown in it because he didn't want to drown in water, you see.
"Are you serious?" You gaped.
BEN tearfully nodded.
"Goodbye!"
With that, he jumped.
"NO!"
Your eyes widened as you thought of the horrific consequences. Not BEN, because you were sure that his suicide attempt would fail, but because the ketchup would go everywhere and possibly take days to clean up properly.
You grabbed a nearby noodle strainer along with the biggest frying pan and somehow managed to catch him using both.
"AAAHHH!"
BEN screamed and curled up into a little ball of shivering fright.
That was the last time he ever tried pulling a stunt like that again, but it was a bit awkward to explain when the crew turned up to haul away the bathtub full of ketchup. The little elf refused to tell you where he had even gotten it from.
Dark Link
Unfortunately, Darkness was unavailable to have a nervous breakdown due to being bedridden with a seasonal flu so... Just um... Skip ahead to the next one, eh?
Laughing Jackals
(He already had a breakdown so this is what happened afterwards...)
It was late at night.
You were fast asleep in your bedroom after a bitter fight between you and L.J because the latter was acting unusually dark and broody.
"Zzzz... Zzzzzz..... Zzzzzz..."
You abruptly woke up as you felt two arms wrap gently around your middle.
L.J was snuggling up to you from behind. Wait... When did he even sneak into your room?
"Hiya Y/N... I really owe you an apology for today... I know I was being mean and pushing you away...," he mumbled.
The monochrome clown didn't seem to notice that you were awake.
He reached up and twisted around a lock of your hair around one claw.
"It's just that... I couldn't stop thinking about the time when I tried to hurt you... And I really love you, Y/N... So it makes me scared to think that maybe... Maybe I might end up being the death of you. Literally."
He hugged you closer to him.
"I-I'm really sorry that I hurt your feelings and I'm sorry that I'm too much of a coward to apologize when you're awake!" He said in a tearful whimper.
You couldn't take it any more and rolled around to plant a kiss on his surprised face.
"You're the sweetest clown that I've ever met, Laughing Jack and I know that you'd never intentionally hurt me. Don't you dare forget that."
L.J's cheeks turned pink.
"R-really? You really mean that?"
"Of course I do. Now shut up and let me sleep!" you said jokingly, turning back the other way.
L.J didn't want to leave you alone after that and ended up falling asleep snuggled up to you, keeping you awake all night long with his whistling. Typical.
At the Creepypasta Mansion...
Rather than go through the long quiz of security questions that Smiley insisted that they answered every single time before he opened the door to them, BEN had installed a security camera in the hallway for him.
The not-so-good doctor was busy mopping up the blood from the table after a particularly messy "surgery", when there came a knock at the door.
He stood up and walked over to the monitor to turn it on, expecting to see L.J clutching his nose or maybe Jeff crossing his legs with a pained expression.
Instead, he saw Smirky, who slowly turned his head around to face the camera as a chillingly wicked smile spread on his face.
His teeth were different than before, now they looked sharp and pointy. Like a certain monochrome clown's...
Smiley yelped in surprise and scooted back.
"What the- No! This can't be happening! He's dead! Dead people don't come back to life! Not even dead creepypasta can come back unless Slendeman revives them!"
Knock! Knock!
"Smiley? What are you jabbering on about? It's me, (Name)! Come on, open the door! I've brought more chocolate for you~"
"Hurry up and open the door! I've been waiting here for a whole minute!'
Hyperventilating ever-so-slightly, Smiley willed himself to look back at the screen.
Instead of his brother, he saw (Name) standing there instead. L.J was there too, hands and claws over his swirly cone nose as expected.
The not-so-good doctor took a deep breath and opened the door.
Immediately, L.J ran in and scrambled to sit down on the table.
"Doctor Smiley! Doctor Smiley! My nose! It's bent the wrong way!"
Sure enough, the tip was bent fully downwards, making it look a bit like a beak to be honest.
Smiley hesitantly began dipping some cotton with an unknown solution, which apparently semi-numbed the pain and made it easier to bend back into place.
I don't understand...
"Did you two encounter anything... Unusual while you were waiting outside?"
"Well apart from you not answering the door, no. We were both standing there for awhile," (Name) shrugged, setting down a large box of chocolates.
L.J hollered loudly as Smiley absentmindedly tugged the bent tip back up too much.
"Oops."
The monochrome clown crossed his eyes.
"That's too high!" He said in a funny squeaky voice.
Another swift movement downward and the swirly cone was straight again.
L.J slipped off the table and causally strolled out without another word.
The not-so-good doctor rolled his eyes again and tossed away the cotton.
Suddenly (Name) popped a chocolate into his mouth.
"Do you like it? I had a feeling that you would!"
Smiley just closed his eyes and nodded before going back to scrubbing the table free of any L.J-germs.
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A/N: I have no words to say...
Except to give a big thank you to a few certain people who actually voted and commented on several - if not all - chapters of this story! You gave me motivation to write, thank you!
So what was your favorite bit? What did you like? What did you hate? What will the next scenario be? What the hell did Smiley see on that camera? I love reading comments about that sort of stuff! I love reading all comments in general! I've had too much sugar and now I'm super hyper!
Thank you, thank you, thank you! That's right, I'm talking about YOU! The person who's reading this right now!
I'd travel to each of your homes and shower you with gifts! But I can't do that because it'd cost a helluva lot of money and plus it'd be super creepy if I somehow knew where you all live!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have more anime to watch.
Ta-Ta!
~TheNightPhantom