Pills or Death (MHxCP crossover)

Ah, His Face.

''Masky’s Point Of View''

‘We could steal beer from mortals in town!’

‘Hell yeah!’

‘We shouldn't let the kids get in here tho!’

‘Oh yeah, right!’

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The Pastas were having fun at the living room, chatting about a party they are planning for tonight since Slender is going to be off the mansion. Kate, Hoodie and I were ready to wish we were never born.

I was in sitting with them. Not really right next to them, I was just leaning on the corner silently smoking while my other hand held a cup of coffee, y’know? It was.. 7:13AM.
These people woke up really early, which is peculiar. They ordinarily wake up between 9 and 11AM.
..
Now I suddenly feel wrong. I feel weird.. a sharp pang in me happened. Pain. What is this? Why? Before I even knew what’s going on, the cup of coffee and cigarette fell on the ground, the cup breaking into pieces. Next thing I see is everyone turning their heads to me. Everybody tossed their stares at me.

I noticed Kate and Hoodie walking up to me, the woman placing her hand on my shoulder. She asked me several questions.. I can’t remember. I can’t hear her. I refuse to even answer any of them. I turned my head away from her so she knows I won’t talk.

I held my stomach in pain which I grunted for and inhaled so sharply, it hurt me more. Last thing I know is Hoodie holding my shoulders and slightly shaking me back and forth. Who knew that, one harsh cough, would send me into deep unconsciousness..?

..........;..........

“Masky??”

Familiar.. Very familiar voice.

“Masky, wake up!”

It’s calling again. What’s happening?

“Masky, hey, slowly open your eyes. You’re fine!”

Seems legit. I try to open my eyes, and as soon as I did, I got blinded by the lamp. I quick placed both my arms on my face and turned my head aside. I could hear gasps and exhales, which got me confused. I put my arms away and blinked several times to get my proper vision back instead of a blurry one, and- what a surprise. Everyone that was talking about the big "party" was standing above me, including Kate who seemed to be kneeling next to me, holding my hand.

“Finally! Are you okay Masky? You suddenly blacked out!”

No shit. I wasn’t adding side effects to this living room trust me. I added my hand on my eyes and annoyingly rolled them. I don’t like this. All eyes one me, and for what.. Look away, please. Please.

“Everyone, come on.”

The crowd searched for the non-strange voice that called.
Hoodie came in, holding a small orange bottle. Ah, thanks I guess..? He got my pills.

“You may leave this room in order to make Masky comfortable. He is still shocked, therefore, he won’t answer any of you.”

They all murmured to eachothers before leaving one by one, separating their ways. Two going upstairs, one outside, etc. Even Kate left. It’s about Hoodie and I now. He reached his hand out for me and, without hesitating, I held it to pull myself up, letting soft grunts escape my mouth. After he knew everyone left, he took his mask off to reveal his face. Oh, his face. His regular smile showing his small fangs, his green-ish eyes glowing, freckles here and there.
Oh, his face.

“Here y’go.”

He handed me the orange-like bottle that was, as I already mentioned, my pill bottle.

“Thank you. I still don’t owe you though.”

Unmannerly things like these always come off my mouth with that rude tone of mine. What can I say? It’s hard to control it. I’m not even able to express any type of benign, afable, generous, lenient, kind mood nowadays. I mean, it’s been like that since I existed. Can’t seem to give two fucks. What’s funny is that Hoodie knows how I am, and he just goes with it.

That’s why, not so long after, he has unexpectedly piqued my interest. Damn it.