"Hey, you!" Sally knocked on the screen with her little fists. "Yeah, you! Listen!"
She flung her arms in the air as she jumped up and down on the old sofa of the mansion.
"Anonymous says that she needs some ideas to fill in her picture book - which you'll find in her creations - so get requesting!"
"Sally! No need to be rude!" The Puppeteer chuckled.
"Oh, I almost forgot! Updates may be slow, but Anonymous is working on a biiiig project!"
"And what stupid project is that? Some shitty-ass one shots of us? No thanks!" Jeff crossed his arms and sat back against the wall.
Sally's eyes turned dark. "No, Jeff, it isn't! Actually, the project is going to be based on our new killer's background!"
"Sounds boring!" Jeff muttered.
Stitch walked into the room with a chuckle and licked an eye ball held in his hand. "At least my one isn't that bad. Heh, maybe people might like me, wa'ddya know?"
Sally giggled. "Don't tell Anonymous I told you this, but maaaaybe she's considering making an 'ask the creepypastas' book soon."
"Anything else you'd like to bore the reader with?" Jeff asked as he stuck his pinkie finger into his ear with boredom
"Besides the fact that you're an ass?" Sally turned back to the screen, an idle grin forming on her face. "Lock all your doors and windows tonight, or you may not wake up the next morning!"
A bang souned from somewhere in the mansion, followed by loud thumping noises.
A figure appeared in the arched doorway with a pissed expression on her face.
"Sally," she said through gritted teeth. "I think you've said more than enough for today. Now go play with Ben or something."
"I don't have to!"
The girl help up a bag of something. Whatever it was made Sally change character in a matter of seconds.
"Ok!" Sally said as she left with the bag.
"Now to deal with you," the girl stomped over to the screen with a glare. "Who the fuck decided to record this!?"
She picked up the camera and inspected it. It obviously belonged to Masky - or Hoodie - whichever.
"Whatever, let's get this over with..." the girl glared at the screen again, her brown eyes searing. "I want to say a little something to a particular writer on the site that you're reading this on. PainCross, I do believe your name was, thanks for making a good creepypasta story, I haven't read a good one in a while and it's actually entertained me and made my day whenever I was down, so thanks!"
"Cut the crap already!" Jeff shouted in the background.
"Yeah, whatever, Jieff!"
Jeff growled before a grin broke on the girl's face.
"Mah name is Jieff, mah name is Jieff..." She began to jump around, earning a vicious growl from Jeff.
"You may be some freak, but that won't stop me from killing you!" Jeff leaped off of the sofa with his knife in hand.
"Ha! Pathetic!" The girl ran away with Jeff at her heels.
Before anyone could do anything else, the screen flickered and became fuzzy and disoriented. Screaching could be heard and that meant only one thing.
Slenderman.
