Electronic Killer: BEN Drowned x Reader

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I walk out of the room and go downstairs. I feel happy to have (BFF/N) here. Now that she can live with us, I just don't know what to do. I see Ben siting on the couch. I walk over to him and hug him from behind. He looks up at me and steals a small kiss. "I hear that your friend is staying. I believe you are very excited about that," he tells me. I nod eagerly. "Yeppiedy-yep!" He chuckles at my childishness. "(Y/N)!!!" I turn around and see my BFF. "GUESS WHAT!" "What is it? And calm down," I tell her.

"OK, OK. Slender made me a pasta. And he told me you would help me choose an outfit and weapon. Oh and also a name."

"Awesome! Let's get to it! See ya later Ben!"

I wave to Ben before dragging her to the outfit room. I push the gold door open and pull her in. "Wow! These are a lot of clothes!" "I know, right," I chuckle a bit at her amusement. She walks over to the closet. After a few minutes, she comes out with some bright blue shorty shorts, a sky blue tank top, baby blue converse, and periwinkle motorcycle gloves. "That's niiiiice," I approve her choices. "Go over there yo change into them." I point towards the cowboy style door that leads to the changing room. She nods and goes in. After nine minutes, she comes out in her new clothes. I give her two thumbs up and she smiles a Cheshire smile. I pull her out of the room to the weopons room. I found out that the door is actually painted with the blood of every pasta's first victim. My mother's blood is on the door. "That's blood, isn't it?" (BFF/N) gives me an uneasy look. I sigh and shake my head, "Whom did you kill first?" She looks down and mumbles out, "My brother." I pat her back. "This door is painted with the blood of every pasta's first victim. My mother's blood is on it. And so is your brother's," I explain to her. She stays silent but looks up. She opens the door and walks in. She gulps loudly at the sight of all the weapons. She looks around and stops when she spots a needle. She walks over to it and picks it up. She looks at me and says, "OK. What should my name be?" "Well, how did you kill your parents? That would help us decide," I respond with a finger on my chin. "I...uh...I-I slit their throats and then their wrists, and ankles," she whispers. I nod. Her weapon is an empty needle, she wears bright blue, she needs a catchphrase though.

"Did you says any words to them before or after killing them? If you did, will that be your catchphrase?"

"I said 'Welcome to hell.' I hissed the last word. And yes that will be my catchpharase."

"OK, then. Your name should be...Blue Fire. Blue because of your color and fire because of what you say and hell is associated with fire."

"OK. Good. I like it."

Hey sorry that I took so long to upload this chapter. I had a busy day. Hope you liked it. See ya!