You Shouldn't Have Done That(A Ben Drowned Fan-fic)

Chapter 21

-Finding Nemo. Where's Jeff?-

Gene's P.O.V
"WHERE IS HE!? WHERE IS THAT BASTARD!?" T shouted, bursting through the door. Dad sighed setting his newspaper on the coffee table. Ben turned, throwing his arm over the back of the couch, "where's who?" Dad sighed, rubbing his temple, "and child please, don't come barreling through my house like that. Just because Gene's mom allows it doesn't mean I do. I know my house is full of killers and immortal children, but that doesn't mean I'm running a zoo." T closed the door gently. "Sorry, it's just that...Jeff, he killed my aunt last night." I looked at her with worry, "what? Are you sure?" She nodded, "who else would carve a smile into a dead person's face and write 'go to sleep' on the wall in their victim's blood." I sighed. "Yepp that sounds like Jeff!" Masky stated, while taking a bite out of his chocolate cheesecake. "He did tell me last night, he was going out for a little killing spree." Jack said, taking a sip of his coffee. "Just wait till I get my hands on him!" T growled through gritted teeth. I saw her hands ball up into fists, and immidiatly walked up to her. I put my hands on hers, "please calm down, I highly doubt he knew she was related to you. He may have just happened to stroll into a random house and killed her unknowingly, I highly doubt he'd kill any of either of our family or friends intentionally." She groaned and wedged herself between Ben and Dad. "Well I'm still going to give him a piece of my mind!" She said, folding her arms. I grumbled and sat on the other couch, next to Jack. He looked at me as I just flashed him a smile. Ben growled as he stood up. "Switch spots with me Jack," he spat. Jack just stared at him reluctantly. Ben glared back, harshly. Finally, Jack sighed in defeat, and moved to the next couch, next to T. Ben sat down next to me, wrapping his arm around me. Dad glared at him, which is kind of funny, seeing a faceless man, or eyeless man, glaring at someone. They don't have eyes but you can still tell what kind of expression they would be making if they had a face. Eventually he stopped glaring and continued to read his paper. Sally ran up to Ben and I. "Play with me!" Ben laughed, "demanding aren't we?" Sally smiled, "I want to play dress up! Gene, will you help me dress Ben to look pretty!?" Ben gulped. I gave him a fiendish smile, "I'd love to! Sally you can dress him, I'll do his make-up!" Sally squeeled in delight and ran upstairs. "Are you really go-gahh!" I grabbed his arm before he could finished amd ran up to Sally's room.

Sally had several dresses laying on her bed. "Sit down Benny boy, I'm gonna do you're make-up!" Sally stood behind us, handing me her make-up kit. First, I applied purple blush to his cheek bones, then, I gave him green eyeshadow. Finally, I put orange lipstick on him. While I was doing this, Sally decided to do his hair. She gave him pigtails, and a ponytail on the top of his head. She finished it off with a laced pink bow. "Which dress Gene?" I looked at all the choices, "how about Little Red Riding Hood?" She smiled gleefully, her eyes widening. I grabbed the dress before I hear Sally shout, "HE'S GETTING AWAY!!" Before I had time to react, Ben was already out the door. I parkoured around Sally's toys, and dashed down the hall. Ben leaped over the railing. When I ran to the bottom of the stairs he was gone. "Where'd he go?" Jack, T and Dad pointed towards the back door. I burst through the door and sprinted out side. There, I saw Ben run into the woods. I ran in after him, only to see he was gone again. I huffed, aggrivated. I took a guess at where he ran, and just decided to go straight. I pushed and kicked branches out of the way as I walked. I snagged my pants on a thorn bush. I growled angrily and kicked the branches away. I checked to see if there was a hole and was relieved to find none. I sighed and walked into a clearing. I gasped at the sight. Blood was everywhere. On the ground, on the trees. Everywhere. "What the hell happened here?" I whispered. I saw something white, laying against a giant tree. I walked to it, picking it up with jus my thumb and index finger, examining it closely. It was a sweatshirt. It had a huge tear in it, and was covered in blood. "This looks familar." I looked up to see the handle of a knife wedged into a tree. Still holding the sweatshirt in my right hand, I pulled the knife out of the tree with my left. I carefully examined it. There was dried up blood from weeks ago, as well as fresh blood. That's when it hit me...this was Jeff's knife! And his sweatshirt. "JEFF!?" I called out. "Jeff where are you?" No reply. My heart started racing and I sprinted back to the house, faster than my own natural speed. I barreled through the front door. "JEFF'S GONE!" I shouted. "We know." T deadpanned. "No I mean he's missing!" I said going around the couch. "I found these! In a clearing in the woods. Blood was everywhere, yet he was no where. Something happened!" I explained, showing them his bloodied and torn hoodie and blood stained knife. "Oh...this isn't good" Dad said. "Oh my god! What do you think happened?" T asked, her eyes filled with concern. Just then, Masky appeared at the bottom of the stairs holding a crumbled and ripped piece of paper, "Jeff's in trouble! I found this in his room. It's a note and it's not his hand writting!" Ben walked through the front door. "What's the matter Gene? Got tired of looking for me?" He asked. "Ben, Jeff's in trouble. I found these in the woods and it was a bloody mess!" I squeeked through heavy breaths, still tired from running. "And I found this note in his room!" Masky added. Dad teleported out of the room, then back, handing Ben a wet rag. He began wipping the make-up from his face. Sally came downstairs, "what's with all the rucus? Can't a girl get some shut-eye without everybody yelling?" I sighed and walked up to her. I bent down to get with her level, brushing her hair out of her face with my fingers. "I'm sorry hunny, we'll keep it down, you just go upstairs and get some rest, ok?" She nodded and ran upstairs, holding her teddybear. I stood up, just as I heard her door close. "Masky, can you read what the note says?" Dad asked. "What? Oh. Sure. It says Guess who Slenderman? You know what? Nevermind. I don't want you finding out my identity and saving little, helpless Jeffy. Let's play a little game. Kind of like Finding Nemo, but let's call it Finding Jeff. I will give you a riddle, and you have to get the right answer to find the next clue to save your precious killer. But you'd better hurry. If you don't find him within the next twenty-four hours...he's a deadman. And even if you find out who I am, it wouldn't help you, because he's not at my place. And with every hour that goes by, he gets a little more torture. So you'd better get started. The clock is ticking. But don't worry, the clock won't start ticking till eight o'clock this morning. That gives you all day today until eight o'clock tomorrow. Here's the first riddle. I'm as big as I am tall. There's a ton of me where ever you go. There aren't that many in cities. However I'm the tallest and biggest one around here. I can see everything, yet nothing. I have many arms and many legs. I weep and I weep and I weep yet no one hears me. What am I?
What do you think it is guys?"