I still only have two votes for the baby's sex and name. Please, I beg of you, its up to you. I'm not going to name the child or give it a gender. Plus, updates will be slower and crappy until I get the information I need.
~Jane's POV~
Once (y/n) was gagged, I approached her. I dragged my knife down her left arm while Clockwork dragged her knife across (y/n)'s thigh. The gag muffled the screams of pain emitted from the girl. (Y/n) passed out rather quickly, though. I might have dug a little too deep; Clockwork too.
"Oops. Oh well." Clockwork chuckled. "Do you have the note?"
"Yeah. Let's just leave it and go." I handed Clockwork the note.
Clockwork took it but gave it back to me. I was puzzled but I saw he undoing (y/n)'s restraints. She un-gagged her and laid her on the ground. Clockwork laid her knife next to (y/n) along with the note.
"Let's go."
~Toby's POV~
"Master?!" I called out through the house. "It's urgent!"
"What do you want, Toby?" The Operator appeared in front of me. "What is so important that you need?"
"It's (y/n). I h-haven't seen h-her in a-awhile." I pointed out.
"Well, do not worry. I am sure she will be home soon enough." He reassured. "Did she go out with Jane and Clockwork?"
".... Yeah. W-why?" I started to panic.
"They have just entered the mansion. They are looking for you." He disappeared as Jane and Clockwork ran into the room.
"Toby!" Jane yelled. "Follow us!"
"It's about (y/n)!" Clockwork shouted and grabbed my arm and ran.
We ran through the woods to a place I had never seen before. I mean, come on. I work in the woods and I've never seen this place? 'Woooow....' I mentally facepalmed.
"In here! Come on!" Clockwork frantically ran inside. "Over here!" She pointed to a bloody (y/n).
I ran to my dead-looking girlfriend. My knees dropped to the floor- bringing my body down as well. I wrapped (y/n) up in my arms and rocked her body back and forth. I cried into her hair. 'She's dead...' My thoughts convinced me. 'My one true love has died...'
I looked up as I felt a hand placed on my shoulder. The person gave it a gentle squeeze. As my eyes moved from (y/n) to this person, they fell upon a knife.
"C-Clocky? Is th-that your knife?" I asked looking up at her. She was the one who had their hand on my shoulder.
"It looks like it..." She bent down to take a closer look. "What do ya know... It is!"
I looked back down at (y/n). 'Why baby?' I watched Clockwork pick up her knife through blurry eyes.
"Toby, seems like she left a note." Jane pointed out.
I picked up the note and read it to myself.
Dear Toby,
I fucking hate you. Lol. You thought I actually loved you?! How funny! I fucking hated being fucking Slenderp's fucking proxy. That's why I killed myself.
From, (y/n)
P.S. I fucking hate you, but Clockwork has the hots for you.
I read the note over and over again. Something wasn't write about it. It itself was typed so I don't exactly know if she wrote it or not. I don't think she did though. 'She doesn't use swears that frequently...' I thought to myself. 'Shit!'
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Ticci Toby X Reader~ W-we D-didn't St-start th-the Fire <<Discontinued>>
Fanfic(Y/n) has been living in the Creepypasta mansion for almost a year now. She doesn't know why, but she's constantly picked on by the girls. She forces herself to be nice to them in hopes they'll treat her nicely back. When all hope is gone, she sees...