Yawning, you stretched as you rose, smacking Hoodie and Masky in the face. "Ow?""Ow..." Oh right. You fell asleep on them. Whoops. Ah well... Whats done is done! "Sowwy..." you said with your ultimate kawaii face. "With a playful growl, the sprang onto you and gave you a poke in each cheek. "Geroff me!" you said, rolling onto the floor (Wait aren't you already on the floor?). "Fiiiiiiiine...." "We'll make breakfast..." which was a mystery to you. They hated cooking. They always growled and grumbled when they were forced to. Hmm...
Either way, you lied back down, staring at the ceiling. The cracks made up a dragon, lion, and a sinister man with seven mouths, which you could have sworn moved, because later it was gone. Growing impatient, you went out the door and right to the kitchen. They probably just went an pigged out themselves and forgot you. Men these days! (Sorry if I offended the 1% of readers who are male). You walked in, startled to find a 17in cheesecake waiting for you. Together, all the creepypastas said together....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Of course, each voice was fine on its own, but together they made a truly dreadful choir, especially when they started singing happy birthday, with Ben Drowned saying you were a monkey and smelled like one too. You could have been mistaken, but you could have sworn someone said you looked like a rose and smelled like one too. Probably because you were too in love with (As you fans say, Hoodie-chan and Masky-chan [or something like that]) Hoodie and Masky.
An icy hand rested on either of your shoulders. You let out a yelp and jumped so high you went flying out of the room. In other words, you jumped half a foot in the air. Everyone laughed except for Slenderman, but he still looked faintly amused. (How does Slenderman's face look amused, you may ask? Ask Slender yourself, ya lazy git!)
Turning around, you saw Hoodie and Masky trying not to laugh at your reaction. Pouting, you sat down on a chair. To your amusement, Slenderman, who was usually graceful, sat on a chair which broke underneath him, transforming a elegant seating posture to a sprawling mess. His usually pale white facial skin that was as blank as the moon turned pink. Everyone laughed, including you. Cutting the cheesecake, Masky and Hoodie gave everyone a slice, an exceptionally big slice for you. Excusing yourself, you chose to eat upstairs in case someone id something funny again, and with mouthfuls of cheesecake, that would be quite disgusting. Turning around, you saw Masky and Hoodie follow you. Smiling. they said "Happy birthday, our dear rose (Y/N)!" and crashed their lips onto yours. (I imagine its difficult for 2 people to kiss the same person.)
(P.S. Note the exact size of the cheesecake...)
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Masky X Reader X Hoodie
FanfictionWhen the family is happy, and there's no blood pouring down the staircase (YET), two killers hunt down you and your family. But when a emotion builds between the killers and you, it's not anger... Could it be love? (Cover by @FlamingCatzIce, follow...
