Slaughter and Savior

Chapter 2: Dinner

Ben's P.O.V.
I shoved a piece of spaghetti in my mouth. Conversation was being thrown back and forth throughout dinner while Slender was keeping a close eye on all of us. I carefully looked to my left and right. Then I began blogging again.
"Spaghetti for dinner.It tastes okay, but I like mine uncooked. This is the fifth time that I --"
I felt a cold, bony hand on my shoulder.
"BEn?"
Daang it. I slowly turned around. "Heyyyy, Slender.....what's up?" He glared at me. Well, I think he did. It's hard to tell.
"I HEarD ThAT. We've ALreAdY talKED aBouT ThIS BeN. NO pHOnE aT ThE DinNer TAbLe. THiS IS tHe 5tH TiME alReadY. NoW GIvE ME ThE PHonE." I sighed, then handed over the phone to Slender. "YOu ReaLly Should spend some time away from this phone, Ben. It's unhealthy."

Slender's P.O.V.
"Like you would no anything about that, Dad." I clenched my hands into fists. Everyone stopped eating and we're paying attention to us now. I took a deep breath, and calmed down. I can't let anything get in my way today. "Ben, please stop." I can't believe I actually said that. "Or what? You gonna lecture me for an hour?" That tears it! "Why you little--!" Wait. That's it! "Hey, Ben." I held his phone with two hands...and five tentacles. "The next time you defy me, the phone gets it." His eyes widened and fear showed in his expression. "No, wait! I promise to behave!" He lifted up his right arm. "I trust you will." I said, walking away. "Heh, kids." I muttered before teleporting away.

Jeff"s P.O.V.
Heh, Ben. "I can't believe how much you care for that phone." I said, shoving a meatball in my mouth with my knife. "And I can't believe how much you care for that knife." I clutched my knife firmly in my hands. "It was the weapon I first killed with." "For fifteen years! That thing is so old the blood on it became rust! Have you ever heard of stainless steel?" I was about to retort when I saw Slender watching us again. His arms were crossed and he was staring fiercely at me and Ben. One moment later Ben's precious phone was in pieces. Tears formed in Ben's eyes. He knelt down. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Ben's P.O.V.
It can't be! All my apps! All my photos! All gone! I held the pieces of the phone in my hands. "How could you, Slender?! That phone was my life!" He tapped his foot, his arms were still crossed. "Oh please, Ben. You're overreacting. That phone is nothing but a distraction and a waste of time...and money." I glared at him. "You don't understand!" I said, running to my room in the mansion.

Slender's P.O.V.
"Sigh, when will that boy ever learn?" "Yeah, Ben can be a real jerk, sometimes." I turned to face Jeff. "As for you, Jeff. I expect you to be more mature. This kind of behavior is understandable from Ben because he's um, well he's, you know, mentally unstable. Actually, no he's more of a under-developed bafoon.  But you're one of my best men, so please, try not to get into any fights with Ben, or anyone else in the mansion. Oh, and please be careful with where you show your knife around like that." He groaned. "Okay." "Good." I said before teleporting away again.

Jeff's P.O.V.
"Just typical Slender, right?" Jack asked me. "I guess. I mean, I've seen him get mad before, mostly at  Ben, but at me? Well, that's not something you see every day." More spaghetti in my mouth. "Well, I'm done with dinner. Gotta blast. See ya soon Jeff." Jack got out of his chair. "Deuces."

-moments later-

I'm so full! It was 9:00 in the evening and I'm still stuck here! The spaghetti on my plate seemed to never end. I was the only one on the table. The blood on my knife was completely covered by sauce. It's as if the spaghetti never ends. Hang on. What if the plate really does never end? Time for an experiment. I picked my plate and threw all the spaghetti on the floor. I checked the plate. It was still full of spaghetti. I sighed. "The old man knows some tricks." I said, commenting on Slender's cleverness. I left the plate at the table for whatever to eat it. Then, just before I was gonna go upstairs to my room, I heard Slender teleport behind me. "Ahem, Jeff. You forgot to finish your dinner." Uh oh. I turned around to face Slender. "You do know that I know that you pranked me! right?" "No, not a prank. More of a punishment for lashing out like that at the dinner table."

Slender's P.O.V.
"Aw, come on! Ben was the one who started the conversation!" "Yes, which is why I brought him here." I held up Ben, who I was holding by his jacket's collar. Ben was still asleep, even after being pulled from his bed and teleported. "No, uh...you're knife is dumb...my phone rocks..." Ben muttered in his sleep, drool running down the corner of his mouth. "Wake up." I shook him violently. His eyes shot wide open. "Huh? Woah! Why am I at the dinner table?" "Because you're gonna eat all this spaghetti. You can leave now, Jeff." I motioned my hand for Jeff to go to his room. He began laughing quietly as he left. "Whattabout' me?" Ben asked, rubbing his eyes. "You will be the one eating this plate of endless spaghetti. I'm sure you don't mind since you have an endless stomach. I watched him groan, limp over to the dinner table and begin to eat his spaghetti.

Jeff's P.O.V.
I walked upstairs to my room. I wonder how Ben is doing with his 'marathon'. Well, he should be fine, since he has an endless stomach. He is a ghost after all. I plopped down on my bed. Man, I'm exhausted. I covered my eyes with a piece of cloth. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. And before I knew it, I actually did go to sleep.

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-Hello.
-I'll try to make longer chapters soon.