Talia woke up in her bed the day after she learned Mono's name. She looked around the room for said monster, finding it on the bean bag. Hold up, is-is that blood? Talia stared at the sleeping creature in awe and slight fear. Either Mono killed someone or something, or Mono bleeds in its sleep for some weird reason. She'll just ask later. The sound of hyperventilation started to come from next to her bed, Talia snapped her head to the left to see a boy starting to hyperventilate, about to have a panic attack. Thank Glob that father is working today Thought Talia as she not-so-spectacularly vaulted over the side of her bed, landing in front of the boy. "Hey, hey. Everything's ok. Come on, breath, in and out, come on. It's ok. See? All better." Whispering Talia, hugging the boy and petting his back. The boy had started to calm down when Talia turned around, letting go of the boy first, to see Mono waking up. "Good mornin sunshine." Giggled Talia, looking over at the disheveled creature, in which Mono stuck it's tongue out. Talia giggled again, getting up to retrieve a towel for Mono. " WHAT IN THE FUCK IS THAT?" Yelled the boy on the floor, followed by a loud groan from Talia, sounding exceptionally close to "Why the fuck?" And "Where's coffee when you need it"
Speaking of coffee, bursting through the door, came another creature. It had a atom for a head, a tall lanky body that was strangely fitting despite not knowing him, proportionately correct long arms and legs. He was wearing a tail coat, which was royal purple, black suit pants, a yellow undershirt with a tie that was about three shades darker. Grey gloves adorning his hands, which are holding a tray with four white coffee cups, a pot of steaming coffee, a carton of creamer, and a little jar of sugar cubes. "Ah! Talia dear, you called for coff- pfft- Mono, dear, what in the seven realms-pfft-happened to you?" Said the coffee bearer, barely able to hold back just his snickering, let alone a laugh. Mono just shrugged, and head bonked Talia, somehow, the static they emit creating a sound of "shhhh" and "don't question it". Talia nodded, looked at the magical coffee bearer, and questioned "What's your name, and can I have a cuppa coffee please?" "Oh! How rude of me! My name is Mr. Greggory, but you may call me Mr.Gregg. And yes you MAY have some coffee, Talia, how do you like it? I'll prepare it for you." Talia blinked, (blunked) "Uhh, a little milk and three sugars please, how do you know my name?" The coffee bearer, now known as Mr. Gregg, blinked (blunked) and chuckled " Why, Mo-Mo told me! He told me so much about you~" This was responded with a giggle from the girl, as said creature walked back in all spick and span with a new top on too, which dubs the phrase of "no go bro" (Spick and span? Spick and speen? Clean? Idk) Mr. Gregg chuckled as well, then his head snapped left to him, the boy had just fainted, which his head caused a thud with even the pillow beneath him. "Ohhhh dear oh dear, little one, wake up. Wake up little one. Aha! There we are, want some coffee dear? Oh,my you're ok you're ok-" SMACK "-owwie" Mr. Gregg was rubbing his sore cheek as the boy bolted up, back against the wall. "Now why'd you go and do that? He offered coffee...." Talia raised her voice a little, trailing off at the end. "GET. ME. OUT. OF. HERE." The boy had yelled, just yelled, that's it. Mr. Gregg spoke up again. " I'm afraid you can't go quiet yet. So you might as well have a coffee." Handing the boy a cup of coffee, the boy chugged it down, regretting it instantly " Fine- OW OW OW HOOOT!" Talia giggled because of that, and this situation was just awkward for Mono who had just gotten their cup of coffee. "I'm Talia, that's Mono who just got his coffee, and the one who gave you coffee was Mr. Gregg." "Ok, my name is Carlose Brenton, now why can't I leave?" "Oh! Well you're too important to us for you to leave!" Exclaimed Mr. Gregg.
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Nights of Creation
Horror(DISCONTINUED)(DISCONTINUED)(DISCONTINUED)(DISCONTINUED)(DISCONTINUED)(DISCONTINUED) A loosely Creepypasta based story. A creative, and slightly demented and morbid, preteen girl with depression discovers a talent she doesn't know whether to fear or...