Simply Madness [Discontinued]

Chapter Three

~•Unknown for Now•~

"Hey, you, did you do this?" said Tiff, pointing at me. Well, that's just great, hopefully they won't ask more boring questions, thay they expect me to answer.

"Yes," my answer was simple.

"Why?" Another boring question.

"I was bored."

"That still doesn't answer my question."

"I was got bored of it and now I'm getting rid of it."

"You can't just do that. You have to stop this."

"No I don't, I don't have to do anything you say."

"Then what do you want?" Tiff said in an almost desperate voice. This was entertaining, but what did I want? I guess I have some questions, I guess I want answers then.

"Answers."

"Ok, we'll give you answers. Not stop this." I did the same thing i did the first time but this time Tree Man was sane and I had my madness back. I could tell it worked cause Tree Man eventually calmed and I felt the madness return to me. "So, what do you want to know?"

"What are you?"

"What exactly do you mean?"

"I mean, you're too sane to be wonderlanders and you look to different to be human."

"We're creepypastas. But we work for him," Tiff pointed to Steff and Brit then to Tree Man. I didn't exactly know what a "creepypasta" is, but I could find out later. "is that all?"

"Yes, is there anything you would like to know?"

"Yes, I would like to know what happened."

"Well, they were being meanies, and not playing. So I got bored and gave him my madness."

"Your madness?"

"Yes, my madness. It's the voices, paranoia, nightmares, random figures, doing things without thinking, feeling something touch you but nothing's there, and almost any other thing you can think of. Most creatures can't handle so much at one time, and the brain usually ends up shutting down from the sudden stress increase and such. I surprised Tree Man survived for more than two minutes."

"Well, right now I'm just gonna ignore that you called him "Tree Man." But what exactly do you mean that he survived more than two minutes." I don't see what's so funny or confusing about me calling him Tree Man.

"Well, like I said most humans can't handle the madness and stress of it all for more than about two minutes. That pretty much means you guys, or at least him, have some sort of madness or way to hold the madness back."

"Well, we're gonna keep you here until he wakes up. He probably has some questions for you." Yeah, right, was I going to answer his boring questions. I'll stay here, but I don't need to listen to anybody while I'm here. And I'm not.

"I'll stay, but I'm not answering any of his boring questions," I turned towards Lipstick Panda, Mr. Elf, and the Clown, "do any of you have questions?"

"Yeah, how do you do that whole madness transfer thingy, and could I learn to do it." Good job Lipstick Panda, this question isn't entirely boring.

"Technically yes, Lipstick Panda, you could learn to do it, but it would take a lot of energy and training since your form wasn't originally made to handle it. How, well that is another story for another time." Again with everyone laughing, along with myself. To be honest these creatures really amuse me, by the fact that they are amused so easily. It's quite funny, like watching the twins argue over some lewd thing.

"How do disappear and reappear?" Now it was Mr. Elf. Simple, but not boring.

"Well, Mr. Elf, I guess it comes naturally. At least for me, I've known that little trick for practically my whole life." This seemed to strike a nerve.

Mr. Elf drew his sword and went to strike me. Too slow. Another swing. Still slow. Another. Slow. Another. Slow.

"This is fun and all but I'm getting tired." And like I said I was tired so I hovered over the couch and laid down above it.

This didn't stop Mr. Elf though. He managed to hit my shoulder. Little does he know, this cheshire heals a little differently than other creatures.

~•Third Person•~

As the chesire lay, now fallen on the ground, bleeding a lot more than anyone else would've, the pastas start to wonder how a creature strong enough to bring the Slenderman to his knees could fall after a single hit.

But, she hadn't fallen, for a smile, sharp toothed and unusually wide, spread across her face. She stood up with a stance that looked like she would fall any second, she laughed and laughed her arms limp by her sides. The wound on her right shoulder evident as it bends out away from her body.

The pasta all ready in a fighting position, already feeling the madness slip out of her creating an uneasy feeling. But they should feel that way because most creatures wouldn't want to even be near a being so consumed by madness.

The wound on her shoulder was oozing so much blood, the pastas were surprised she could still stand with the amount of blood she's loosing. Her blood was bright blue color almost as if it was glowing. As it defied gravity and all logic, the blood made its way back into the air and into the wound to heal the now perfect uninjured arm.

Her laugh went from sinister to humorous, as she slowly regained her composure, she spoke up. "Hahaha, you guys really are funny. You think a simple flesh wound would be enough to take me down. My body is entirely in fused with madness. That helps a lot when I'm injured, I didn't even feel that one. Next time maybe aim for my heart. That might keep me down for a while." She continued to laugh some more as the pastas that were there stared in confusion, curiosity, and astonishment.

"Well, seeing as I'll be staying here, I'm Madelyn, but you can call me Maddie." She said reaching out her newly healed arm with her signature chesire smile again.

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Well, I did it. I actually made it to three chapters and I didn't go lazy and delete it. I feel so accomplished. That's pretty much all I have to say, besides the fact that school is stressful and food is good. Bye!

~Lex