(This is a creepypasta one. Enjoy!!)
It was the day before (Y/N)s birthday. They go down to Slenders office and go in.
"Uncle Slendy?"
He 'looks' up at them.
"Yes my child?"
"Can I get a knife for my birthday?"
"No."
"But why?"
"I'm not getting you a knife for your birthday."
"But it pretty."
"No."
They frown as they leave his office. They then sit on the couch.
"Hey (Y/N)"
They look over to see Jeff. They still have a frown.
"What's wrong?"
"Uncle Slendy won't get me a knife for my birthday."
"Oh."
They nod.
"Well, I can get you one."
"Really!?"
He chuckles.
"Sure."
"Thanks Jeff."
"No Problem."
They smile up at him. He pats their head.
(Next day)
Jeff had gotten them a knife and Slender freaked out. It was fun.
