Toby's P.O.V:
I tried to open the door, but he'd locked it. I hear screaming and sobbing...
"MASKY?!" No reply. "MASKY! OPEN THE DOOR!" I began to jiggle the doorknob frantically. "MASKY PLEASE!" There was a thud from inside and everything went silent.
'What if he's hurt?! He could be dying in there! But he told you to shut up! Why care about him?! I love him!' My thoughts mixed, my head began to pound and I began to sway. "Masky..." I mumbled feebly, falling against the wall. "No..." I pushed myself up, despite the feeling of nausea that swept over me, and grabbed my clothes. Quickly getting dressed, I threw myself out into the corridor and began to hammer on Hoodie's door.The door creaked open, and there stood a shirtless (Or rather hoodieless) Hoodie, no mask. He rubbed his eyes and groaned.
"What is it Toby?" My words poured out, tumbling over one another as I twitched through the stress.
"M-Ma-asky! H-He...-" Hoodie grabbed my shoulders firmly and looked into my eyes.
"Toby. Calm down." I took several deep breaths. "Okay, now... What is it?" I was still ticcing in his grasp, but it wasn't as severe as it was just a few seconds ago.
"...Masky... H-He... He locked himself in the bathroom and won't come out... I...I..." I began to get frantic again.
"Shhh... Toby, just... Tell me." His voice was soothing, and full of sympathy.
"I heard him screaming... I'm scared Hoodie..." His face straightened, and he let go of me, shutting the door. I stood there, utterly shocked... Doesn't he want to help his best frie-
"Come on." He urged, grabbing my arm and dragging me into Masky's room. "Tell me exactly what happened."
And so I told him. I told him about Slender, about how he had come back just to comfort me, about how he had stood up and left, how I heard him screaming, and that awful silence that followed. "Stay there... I'm used to dealing with this..." He mumbled out, crouching by the bathroom door and pulling a hair pin out of his pocket. I would've laughed and said something like, "Wow, I didn't know you put bobby pins in your hair when we weren't around!" If the situation wasn't so serious. He began to fiddle with the lock, an expert skill. Of course he'd have it mastered, with all the stealth missions he goes on. He let out a small grunt and, with a gloved hand, pushed the door. It creaked back subtly and I sucked in my breath, unsure what I was about to see. Hoodie motioned for me to stay put and I did, fidgeting with my hands while he stepped cautiously into the next room. He returned, minutes later, with Masky unconscious in his arms and set him on the bed. Taking off one of his gloves, he put his hand to my boyfriend's forehead and tutted, shaking his head. "Toby, is there anything you're not telling me?" I bit my lip and shook my head. He gave me a firm look, "Are you sure? Nothing at all? Nothing that could set anything off?" My mind was reeling, should I tell him? Should I keep it to myself?
A/N:
YOU DECIIIIIDE! EPIC RAP-
Toby: Author-Chan.... Wrong thing...
