Loved By a Killer - A JTK Love Story

Singing to Sally/Phoenix's Nightmare

PHOENIX'S POV

     When I wasn't helping with the chores, babysitting Sally, riding my bike through the woods, or hanging out with the Creepypastas, I was in my room, eMither watching a movie (usually with Jeff...although when I watched a movie with him we didn't really get much watching done -blushes-), reading, sharpening my knives, or having jam sessions. Sometimes I worked on perfecting my guitar skills by playing along to certain songs, and sometimes I would blast the music at top volume and sing as loud as I could. Sometimes, later in the day, I heard one of the other creepypastas humming a song that I rocked out to.

     One evening, when all my chores were done, I was browsing the dvd collection looking for a new movie to watch. It was just me, Slender, Clocky, and Sally; everyone else was out kiling or doing whatever. I noticed two that I hadn't seen there before, My Little Pony: Equestria Girls, and what I assumed was a sequel, Equestria Girls: Rainbow Rocks. I had heard of the My Little Pony series before; from what I remembered, it had an extremely large fanbase. I'm pretty sure the male fans are collectively called Bronies, and the girls are Pegasisters. I think. I never really got into the fanbase. Now, though, I was curious.

     "Who are these movies for?" I pondered aloud to myself.

     Clocky came over at my question. She laughed when she saw the movies I was looking at. "Oh, those?" she said. "Those are Sally's. She's a huge fan of the show. Slender got her the movies for her birthday this year. I've seen snippets, though I haven't actually watched the whole movies. They seem interesting, and Sally loves them. Sometimes BEN watches them with her."

     Speaking of Sally, it is nearly her bedtime, said Slender. She usually watches them before she goes to bed; they help her fall alsleep. As if on cue, Sally came stumbling into the room in adorable purple pjs, rubbing her eyes. "Where are my movies?" she asked sleepily. 

     "I was looking at them, Sally," I said, somewhat embarassed. 

     I couldn't help noticing that you were observing them with much interest, Miss Phoenix, said Slender. Perhaps you would like watching them with her before she falls asleep?

     Sally perked up and looked at me with big brown puppy dog eyes. "Pleeeeaaase watch them with me sissy, please please please?" I laughed.

     "Alright Sally," I said. "Come on..." I picked her up and carried her to her (adorably pink) room, and tucked her in. I couldn't help looking around; I saw a music box on her little white dresser and opened the lid. A little teddy bear spun around as a familiar tune played: I imagined a pretty, blond witch named Sarah Sanderson singing to children as she flew in circles high in the air on her broom.

     "Mr. Slendyman made that for me," she said. "I told him that was my favorite song." 

     "It's beautiful, Sally," I told her as I popped in Equestria Girls and sat in her bed beside her.

     Surprisingly, through the course of both movies, I found myself loving the films. I was bobbing my head and humming along with Sally as the different songs played.

When the second movie was over and the TV was turned off, I was sitting on the bed when I felt Sally tug on my sleeve. "Phoenix," she asked, nearly asleep, "could you sing to me?"

     "How did you know I sing?" I asked her, surprised.

     "Sometimes I hear you singing, and I listen at your door. But I'm always quiet so you don't hear me. You...you sound really pretty."

     I blushed. "Thank you, Sally. But I don't know what to sing."

     She yawned. "It's ok. Pick anything."