Slender Woods

Toby

Okay then, longer chapies! (I think...)

Volt's POV:
Now that was a night. As soon as Jane leads us into the room, there is like a lot of commotion, like as if a party just started. I got separated from Kat, actually, I separated myself upon seeing Masky. After that was pretty simple, I smashed his cheesecake, he blew steam, and then charged at me. I tried to dodge and all, but that guy is way faster than he looks.
I woke up in my bedroom, the next morning. My stomach and nether regions ache, but I'm probably going to be alright. My room is nice, really. The room is not really big, and has little furniture,( you know, a bed, dresser nightstand, etc) but it has a window to a yard, and that's nice. Outside, I saw two girls, probably Sally and Nina, from what I heard, and a large husky. They appeared to be saying something, so I opened the window.

"Come on, Smile, you said you had to go, so go!"

"Look, Nina, you can't just make me go. I go when I want to." retorts a more masculine voice.

God, I hope that was not Sally.

I close the window and decide I will investigate later. At the moment, I was hungry, and I'm going to see what's in store for me.

Downstairs, in the kitchen and dining room, there looked like something was going on. The clock girl, umm, Clockwork? was in the kitchen with Jane cooking what I think is some eggs and bacon. There is a lot of us here, I really wonder how much the grocery bill is..

While they were cooking, a guy with goggles and a weird looking hoodie was watching them, and-

"Clocky can I pleeeeaaaaase have waffles?"

"No, Toby, we are having eggs and bacon, can't you see?"

"But..*pop* I really want some..."

Jane settles the argument.
"Clocky, just let him have the waffles."

Clocky sighs, then points to the freezer. Toby makes a run for it, takes the entire box, then asks
"Do you mind if I take the toaster for a while?"

Weird. But he seems like this guy was the closest to my age, so I guess I have to talk to him. There happened to be an empty chair nearby, so I sat down. Toby stayed by that toaster for a long time. By the time he was done, most of the others had already collected their breakfast, including myself. When he finally finished, he came back to the spot he was before and began a conversation with Jeff. I felt kinda awkward, just sitting nearby and eating my breakfast, for I knew I must talk to him, even if it meant me talking first. Why am I even having this problem? I never had this problem before, in fact, I was quite popular back then. I take a deep breath, I hope I could catch his attention.

"Uhh... Hey, I'm Volt, and, um..."

Toby did not look over, or seemed to notice me at all. Wow, has that time in that blasted farm seriously messed up my social abilities? Well, now I should either walk away or try a different approach, and there is no way I'm walking away.

I look over at what he was doing, and just spoke out exactly what I was thinking.
"Dude, that is a lot of waffles. Is that an entire box?"

Jeff was the one to notice me. "Yep, that is just Toby, you know. Eat as many waffles as the other proxies eat cheesecake."

There was quite a reaction from another table.
"Jeff, are you messing with me?"
"Seriously? Don't misinstructed the kid, I don't even like cheesecake!"
"Actually, Masky does eat quite a bit of cheesecake..."
"Shut up, Hoodie. Volt, He is a liar!"

Then Toby finally looks up. He is either deaf or heard this many times before, I don't know. He turns to me (finally) and tell me what he thinks of this argument.
"If you want the truth,*pop* Masky does eat a lot of cheesecake, but I-I probably take in more waffles."
"What about the others?" This is a weird conversation, but I will go with it.

"Oh, well, Hoodie does eat cheesecake, but not as much, for you can *pop* clearly see he is not as fat. Observer hates cheesecake, he does not like being stereotyped."

"We heard that!" Masky calls out to us.

Fatso!!" Toby taunts back at Masky. Masky cocks his head, but did not retort.

"Sorry," Toby explains "Masky and I, well, let's just say Masky is not cool with everyone in the house. By t-the way, I'm Toby. Who are you? I never seen you around before."
I smile. Finally he wants my damn name!
"Yeah, well my birthname is Seth, but you can call me Volt."
"Cool name. Mine is Ticci Toby, though everyone calls me Toby. You know what? I should show you my hatchets! They are pretty cool, and I killed lots of people with them. Wanna see them?!"
"Well, okay.."

"Alright then!" Toby jumps out of his seat and made his way to the door, while I followed. Suddenly, he just falls over on his face, and a man with a scarf just starts laughing.
"Ha! Look! He looks just like his sister! Hahaha!"
I look over to Toby, and he had glass bits sticking out of his hands and fore arms. The look in his eyes were tragic, like he was about to cry. He did not say anything, he just ran out of the room.

I followed him out to an outdoor area, where he sat on the steps on the lawn, crying. I never felt so awkward.

"Toby," I ask softly."what happened?"

Toby turned toward me, and I noticed some of the glass in his arms were missing. Was he plucking them out? Doesn't that hurt?

"Liu... No ..Sully, was laughing about Lyra.

So Lyra must be his sister. " Where is she?" I asked.
"She.. She *pop* died in a .. Car accident. I was there..."
"Oh..."
When I first saw Toby, I would have least expected a sad story behind him, but now I know better. Until he met Slender, his entire life was tragic. All because of a couple health problems. One made him feel no pain, another gives him 'tics,' to twitch now and then, and several others.
"Here, in Slender's mansion, I could fit in." He explained. "And that is why I'm here. At the mansion, no one gives a damn that I have so many problems, no one cares I killed so many. Slender took me in, and I am now a proxy, one of the highest creepypastas you could be. Here, well, I could be at peace finally."

Emotional speech over. No offense, but hell yeah!!!!

Toby's spirit was back up now. "Okay then," he said cheerfully. "Now, oh yes! The hatchets!!"

"Okay, okay, but, seriously, why goggles and a face mask? You did not even mention them in the story."

"What? You want me to remove them?"

"Only if you want to.."

His eyes were not bad, but his under his mouth gaurd was so nasty, like half the skin by his jaw was missing.
Conclusion: Toby is a good friend, but still really weird....