Shyanne {a Shyanne creepypasta origin.}

Tea Party and Waffle Eating Contest

I laughed as I walked into Sally's room. There was pink almost everywhere. Where there wasn't pink, there was purple and small traises of blood. I walked around. There was powerpuff girls bedsheets and stuffed animals lined up in rows. There was a small wooden playhouse inside of her room and a dollhouse with about the same height. And, most importantly, there was a little pink table with little purple chairs around it. There was three chairs; two empty and one with a worn brown teddy bear. On the table sat an entire play food set, tea pot and cups.

"Wow, Sis. This place is amazing," I said as I looked around.

"You really think so?" Sally asked me and I nodded, bewildered. I opened the door to the playhouse and she said, "wanna have the tea party in there?"

"Sure," I whispered, walking inside. The place was much bigger on the inside than the outside made it seem. There was a smaller table with chairs, and Sally began walking in, carrying the food and tea set. I sat down in one of the chairs and looked out the window, it was a wall. "Nice view."

She giggled. "Yeah, I'm working on a huge drawing to put over the window so you won't see just wall."

"Sounds legit," I smiled. It was so nice, meeting my sister was like giving me one more piece of my father. It was hard, never getting to know him. But I like this, getting to know my sister, getting to know someone who was so important to him, that he committed suicide when she died. It's a happy, yet sad note, getting to know my beautiful, amazing little sister. "So what's first, Madam Sally?"

She giggled at my somewhat childishness, despite my age. "Yes Princess Shyanne?"

I laughed. "More tea please."

"Yes, Princess." She poured more water into my cup and I sipped it.

"Delicious," I replied.

"Thank you."

Masky ran into our room. "OhmehZalg- Wait...where are you guys? Oh nevermind, anyways, you guys should come in here! Toby and Seven are having a waffle eating contest!"

Sally and I got up and ran out of the play house and into the kitchen. "I'm so confused," I told my sister. "Why waffles?"

"It's their favorite food," she told me. "I think they both have an addiction to waffles, but that's just me. And so, they to have contests to see who can eat the most waffles in one time."

I nodded. "Does anyone else have any ‘addictions’?" I asked, for some off reason, to me it felt nessasary to ask.

"Well, not exactly, but yeah. Ben, loves video games, but I supose you already knew that?" I nodded again. "And Masky likes cheesecake."

"Really? I do too."

"Don't take his, just like you don't take Ben's video games, or Seven's or Toby's waffles."

"Okay," I replied. It seemed simple enough. No waffles, cheesecake, or video games without their permission.

We walked in the kitchen, and there was yelling and screaming ingulfing us.

Even Annabeth was freaking out. "SEVEN! YOU GOT THIS! JUST A FEW MORE WAFFLES!"

I looked at Sally. "And they don't get burnt out on waffles?"

"They have until the world runs out of waffles to get burnt out," she told me.

"How long is that?" I asked her.

Her only reply was, "exactly."

Jeff was yelling as well. "C'mon Toby! You can beat this bitch!"

I watched with laughter as Annabeth had him down for the count for calling Seven that.

I looked at my sister. "Is it always this crazy?" I asked her.

"This is one of the calmer days," she told me and my jaw dropped.

"Wow....wow," was all I could say.

"YES!!!!" I heard Seven scream happily as she sat back in her chair. She'd won.