Ben's POV
Here in creepypasta world, being a serial killer was somewhat interesting and fun. I liked hanging out with Slendy, Jeff, Masky, Hoodie, and all of the others. You can kill people and not get in trouble for it.
A couple days before, Jeff was teasing me. I became angry. I told him to fucking stop and that one day I was going to find the perfect girl who was shorter than me, nice to me, and loved me. they all laughed.
"No one can be shorter than you and be the same age as you." Jeff teased.
"I don't see you with a girl, Jeff." i smirked.
"No, I know." Jeff sighed
"Haha!" Masky and Hoodie laughed together.
I started walking out the door when Jeff ran after me. "Hey, Bro!" he punched Me playfully.
"Hey." I replied. "Wanna go look for places to hang out?" I asked.
"No. I think I'm gonna go on a killing spree tonight." he replied as we turned into our driveway. Yeah, we are house mates.
I went home and contemplated on where else to go. Some of these places weren't in like the human world.
"Hm let's see. The underworld, the game world. Where else?" I asked myself .
"I'm gonna go on that killing spree. Wanna go?" he asked.
"Nah. I'm gonna stay here." I replied.
"Okay and don't tire yourself out. " he yelled to me walking out of the house.
I decided to talk to Slendy. He seemed pretty pissed but then again, it was like 5:30 or something in the morning. I didnt think he cared much because he just kept falling asleep. of course i couldnt tell because, well, he doesnt have a face. Then I asked him a question, and he didnt answer. He was just laying his head in his long fingered hands.
My mind was brought back to dating someone. It would be so hard to handle. I would have to worry about the other guys taking her, and telling her what is wrong with us, and why we look like insane people. I mean we are insane people. I started stressing out.
I sat down and played a couple of video games until I was finally tired. I went to sleep.
Slenders pov
BEN came over at like 4 in the fucking morning. Like what the hell?! I heard a loud banging on my front door. I sat up startled. Why was I startled? I have no idea. I was slenderman for fucks sake. All I knew was that I was tired as hell. I opened the door to see BEN.
"Whaaaaaat?!?!" I yelled and groaned at the same time.
"Damn. Someone was sleeping on the wrong side of the bed." BEN replied. "I just need advice."
"On what?" I brought him in sitting in front of him at the dining table.
"Dating. " he hesitated. "I dont know if I should because I would have to worry about her being taken by Je...-"
I started falling asleep and his voice faded out. My only thought then was, 'Why?'
Jeff's pov
I went to go kill some people. I was pretty pissed from that little remark from BEN. But he was my Best Friend. Besides I started to tease him first. I just needed to let some thoughts go. I killed this one guy. He lived all alone in a secluded area. He had a lot of beer and alcohol in his fridge.
"Hm. You don't mind if I have a beer?" I called back to the dead body and laughing. "Oh am I insane?" I said to myself.
BENs pov
When I woke up the next morning, I found Jeff asleep on the front porch.
"Hey. Jeff. Wake up. You can come in now." i shook him lightly.
"What?" he sat up yawning.
"Come on." I motioned towards the open door.
"Oh. Yeah okay." he trudged inside the house collapsing on the couch.
*sigh* I was gonna sit there.
"Hey BEN?" he questioned half asleep.
"Yeah?" I replied walking towards the kitchen to get something to eat.
"You know you're my brother and nothing can part our friendship, right?" Okay... What kind of question was that? Of course i knew. We always stuck together no matter what.
"Jeff, did you drink last night?" I asked him with a worried face.
"Yeah. Dude, it was awesome. I killed this guy and he had tons of beer. I wasn't just gonna leave it there. I drank bottle after bottle after bottle. You should have been there BEN! It was awesome as fuck dude!" he slurred his words. How the hell was he still drunk? He fell asleep after telling me all of that.
I went back to my room to play video games. After about two hours, Jeff came in and sat next to me.
"You okay?" I asked him, still staring at the screen.
"Yeah. How about you?" He replied.
"eh." I replied shrugging. I paused the game and looked back at him. He was cleaning the blood off of his knife.
"Don't get that on my bed." I turned back to my game.
"Yeah. I know."
"Hey. What if we were to be human again? Just go back and see how everything is. And not kill people." I asked. Realizing what I said, I quickly turned around expecting Jeff to give me a 'bro. What the actual fuck.' face. Luckily, I turned around to see a sleeping Jeff. Laying on his stomach on my bed. His knife lying on the floor. The small amount of blood seeped into the wood.
"Dammit Jeff." I got up and grabbed the towel that Jeff was using to clean the knife. Grasping the knife, I put the towel on the floor to clean up the blood. I sighed as I looked at the stain of blood that was barely there on my floor.
"Oh my Zalgo. I'm so glad he didn't hear me talking about going back to the human world." I plopped down on the couch.
