Creepypasta Scenarios/Oneshots

Creepypasta Daycare pt.1

+Now my dear friends, may I present part one of Creepypasta Daycare! I hope you like it, it'll get better, this is just a glimpse. The entire time I wrote this, I had the Total Dramarama theme playing in my head.+

2:25am

Slenderman yeeted the toaster across the living room for the third time, earning a loud shriek from Splendor man who was spoon-feeding Sally's new pet parrot crackers.

"Please calm down, big brother! It's not that serious!", he cried, dodging a dresser that flew down the stairs. "I'll find a way to get them back!"

"No! It is that serious, and I'll throw as many toasters as I want!", Slender shouted. "How dare that imbecile do that to my children- well except Jeff. Other than that, I'm angry!"

"I can see that", Splendor huffed. "But throwing a tantrum isn't going to solve anything. Why don't you try to talk to him about it? Maybe he'll listen?"

Slender lowered the TV, then pondered his brother's words. Maybe he could talk to him about it?

Nope.

"No, I don't like him, and I don't talk to people I don't like!", he hissed.

"You talk to Jeff", Splendor countered. "Besides, based on their current- situation, they need you! Now go save your Pasta-kids! And don't disappoint me".

Slender let out a loud, frustrated sigh. "I don't want to! Why can't you go? It's so quiet here".

"Look, if you go, I promise I'll set this place up for your welcome home party!"

"It's not a party!", he shouted. "J-just don't screw anything up!"

"Roger that, Big B! Operation don't-mess-up-my-big-brother's-house is a go~".

Cautiously, Slender stepped out of the house, eying his brother the whole time, then closed the door and walked off.

Time to give this place a makeover.

.......

8:00am

"Man, they're slow", Splendor thought. Surely, things can't be that difficult.

That's when the door knob began to rattle like a madman, then the door flew open and in strolled a whole group of little kids, dressed up just like the pastas.

"Oh, how adorable! Little cosplayers!", Splendor giggled, picking up a tiny Sally. "They look just like them!"

"That's because it is them!", Slender hissed, picking up tiny Masky and placing him onto the kitchen counter. "Look what that jerk did to them! How are they supposed to work for me now?"

"We don't work for anyone!", shouted tiny Jeff, standing on one of the chairs. "We work for ourselves!"

The tiny pastas cheered.

"He's starting a rebellion, Big B. You might want to shut down that mutiny before it begins".

With a sigh, Slender pulled tiny Jeff off the chair and sat him down.

"There will be no little dictators here, you got that? Now introduce yourself to the rest of the class, everyone's going to get to know each other".

"I'm your worst nightmare!", he shrieked. "But my Mommy calls me Jeff. And I want apple juice".

"Me too!", shouted tiny Masky. "And I have to go potty!"

"I do too!", shouted Sally.

"And me", came more cries.

"Wait, I only have two bathrooms-".

"Silence, Mister!", Jeff sneered. "I'm runnin' this joint now, so sit down in the newly established time out chair!"

"Why me!?", Slender pouted. "Why not you!"

"Cebause nobody asked me!", he shrieked. "Now sit!"
Slender sat.

"You're going to get us into trouble!", Small bean Jane hissed.

"Shut your pie hole, Jane!", Jeff spat. "Nobody even likes your poofy skirt you cow!"

Jane began to wail loudly and hugged Hoodie, who was recording everything.

"Splendy, take down that tiny dictator before he ruins my house! And bring me an iced coffee, black. No sugar, no milk".

Quickly, Splendy pulled Jeff off the chair and placed him onto the couch.

"There. Problem solved. This is now the time out couch".

Jeff let out a low growl, yet said nothing.

"Continuing the introductions. You there," he pointed at Ben. "Introduce yourself to the group while I talk to Slendy".

Splendor grabbed his brother's arm and yanked him into the kitchen.

"How did this happen? This place isn't a daycare!"

"Basically, Zalgo baited them into his mansion using a pack of pocky sticks-".

"The murder weapon".

"Yes. Anyway, they all followed it and somehow his trainee, a witch named Arden, zapped them with this spell by "accident" and now they're little kids who only remember apple juice and potty!"

Splendor giggled. "Oop- well I guess we'll have to teach them the proper way to act, huh? At least until we find Arden".

"I guess. Let's go before they destroy my house".

Slender quietly pushed the kitchen door open, earning a scream from both himself and his brother.
In the living room, half of the tiny's were hanging from the ceiling fan, ripping the cushions on the couch, the tv was soaring across the room and Lj was danginling out the window. In the middle of all the chaos was Jeff.

"C-class is dismissed", he whispered, then collapsed onto the ground.

"I think he's dead", Ben whispered, poking his body. "We've achieved the impossible".

"Well boys, we did it", Jeff smiled, stepping onto Slender's limp tentacles. "Slendy is no more".