Adopting Tinypastas

Chapter 2: Finding Bloody Painter

Y/N's P.O.V:
I woke up and saw Toby was still asleep so I decided to get up to make us both breakfast. As soon as I was done making Toby's waffles I went upstairs to get Toby up. As I entered the room I see Toby looking around in a panic calling my name and trying to find me. As I got closer Toby seemed relieved as he finally caught sight of me. "I see you're up Toby," I say with a little chuckle. He didn't say anything he just ran up to me and hugged my leg tightly. "I'm s-so glad you didn't leave me!" I felt something warm and wet on my leg. Then I realized that Toby was crying!

I look down at him compassionately. I felt so bad for the little guy. Did he have separation anxiety? I picked Toby up in my left hand, held him to my heart, and said "Hey Toby I'm not going anywhere ok? Believe me, I would never leave you. Not in a million years." He held on to my shirt tightly as sobs racked through his tiny body. I placed my right hand on his back and rubbed it gently trying to get Toby to calm down. After a few minutes, he finally did calm down. "Are you alright now, Toby?" I ask lifting him to my face. "Yeah, I'm fine now." He answered. "I'm glad Toby now come on I made waffles downstairs." Toby smiled widely as I took him downstairs but as we were going down the steps I heard a crash from the living room. I put Toby on my shoulder and quickly run downstairs.

Only to see that my window was broken as I went to inspect the window I notice a tiny man on my coffee table. I walked over to my man and leaned down to his size "Hi there little buddy why are you in my house?" He looked up at me and when he did he notices Toby on my shoulder. "Toby, why are you with this human?" He asked. Toby replied " I'm with this human because she saved my life. I was in a box out in the cold and she took me into her house and gave me a warm place to stay." While hugging my cheek. I giggle at Toby.

The man looked at me and asked "Well since you're ok with him staying here. Do you mind if I stay here as well?" I smiled and replied "Of course, you can stay here. I would love to have more little friends running around." He nodded seeming to like my answer. He then said, "My name's Helen by the way but most people refer to me as Bloody Painter. So what's the name of the kind lady who's letting me stay at her house?" I then replied "My name's Y/N." With a big smile. Toby seemed jealous of Helen and I's interaction. I rub Toby's hair with my finger and said "Aww, don't be jealous Toby! I have enough love and attention for both of you!" Toby purred at this before I held my hand out to Bloody Painter. I tell him "Here, I'll carry you to where you'll be staying."

He looks at my hand suspiciously before stepping onto it. I carried him up to my bedroom and showed him to the dollhouse. I explain "This is where you and Toby and any other creepypasta I find will be staying." He looked in astonishment at the dollhouse in front of him. I go back downstairs to prepare breakfast for the three of us I prepare waffles for Toby, F/B (Favorite Breakfast) for me, and I ask Helen what he wants for breakfast. He replies "Cereal, I guess..." So I make him a tiny bowl of cereal. We eat our breakfasts and it's time for me to go to work. I say goodbye to the two and go off to work.

Bloody Painter's P.O.V:
I see Toby sitting down in front of the TV. I go over to him, sit, and just start drawing but my mind keeps wandering to Y/N no matter how much I try to get those thoughts out of my head they keep coming back. Pretty soon my drawing is complete and it was a picture of Y/N. 'Why can't I get this blasted woman out of my head?!' I angrily thought. Toby looks over at me as if knowing what's going on with me. He asks "Having difficulty not thinking of Y/N." I looked shocked "How did you know?" He replied "Because I have the same problem. Despite only knowing her a day I... can't stop thinking about her." A small blush was present on his cheeks. He continues "How beautiful she is inside and out. How pretty her smile is, the way she can just light up a room without even trying! It's all so perfect to me. It's like I want to make her happy, I wanna make her laugh and smile, I wanna protect her from this awful and cruel world! I want her all to myself... I don't want to share... especially with other men!" He possessively growled out the last part.

I was shocked to hear this because this is how I felt too even though I haven't even known her an hour. I didn't know what was happening I didn't know if she put some kind of spell or curse on us... all I knew was that I wanted to protect her I wanted to make her happy in any way I could. And I wanted her to be mine. I looked at Toby and said, "That's the exact same way I feel." He was shocked but collected his composure. He then suggested, "How about we share her between us and any other Creepypasta who wants her, but we won't share her with any human male that is where I draw the line." I agreed and that's how the Y/N protection squad was born.

Y/N's P.O.V:
I returned from a hard day at work and as I open the door I heard two voices greet me. "Welcome back, Y/N!" Both Toby and Helen announced. I smiled at the two and replied "It's good to be back." I took off my jacket and went to the kitchen to make dinner for the three of us. After I was done I called the boys in. "Boys, time for dinner!" They both came rushing in. I pick them up and placed them on the table as we all ate dinner. After that, I took them to the couch and placed them on my shoulders. We watched a show until it was time for bed. I turned the TV off and said "Alright boys, time for bed." They both yawned which made me yawn in response.

I traveled up the stairs and into my bedroom before putting the two boys in their respective bedrooms in the dollhouse and going to sleep.

Bloody Painter's P.O.V:
I lay in bed as I watched Y/N drift off to sleep. 'She so kind and nice. Far too much for her own good.' I thought. I knew many people would try to take advantage of her and her kindness. They'd try to break her and use her for their own selfish gain. The thought alone makes me sick to my stomach. The thought that someone would use someone as kind and sweet as Y/N for their selfish gain made me angrier than I had ever been in my entire life! I couldn't let that happen! I wouldn't let that happen! As long as I was staying in her home no one would take advantage of her or hurt her! I made a silent vow to myself that I would protect her until the day we had to say goodbye to each other. I slowly went off to sleep after I promised myself I would protect her.