Creepypasta Mpreg One-Shots

I Promise(Pregnant!Masky x Male!Reader)Part 2

"Hey, Masky. You coming? Slenderp said we have to get the job done tonight and I want to get it done as soon as possible."

"Yeah. I'm coming. Let me just finish up with (F/n) and then we can go."

"Fine."

Masky looked down at the baby in his arms and smiled. (F/n), in his mind, was the perfect baby. She had a head full of (H/c) hair and bright (E/c) eyes. Sometimes, Masky saw (M/n) in his daughter and other times, he saw himself. She was absolutely perfect. Masky kissed his daughter's forehead before placing her in the crib. He tucked her in, making sure she was comfortable, before leaving the nursery. As he walked towards the stairs, he passed Stitches.

"Hey, Stitches. Could you check on (F/n) in a little while?"

"Sure thing, Masky. I'd love to."

"Thank you."

Masky gave Stitches a quick hug in thanks before going downstairs. Jeff was waiting by the doors, twirling his knife around in his hands.

"Bout' time. Now let's go."

The two killers left the mansion and headed towards town to complete their assignment.

The night was quiet like usual. (M/n) was walking through the park, the same park where Masky, or to him, Tim, told him that he was pregnant. It made (M/n) so happy to hear that he was going to be a father and he couldn't be happier now. (F/n) was the perfect baby and (M/n) couldn't have asked for a better daughter or boyfriend. I have got to be the luckiest guy ever...or maybe the craziest. (M/n) laughed as he stopped under a lamp post. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He shook his head as he smoked. He promised Tim he would stop smoking and he was making progress, but sometimes he broke.

"Tim would be pissed if he saw me right now."

"I think he would be more than pissed, pretty boy."

(M/n) froze and looked around. Four guys were surrounding him, all older and bigger. They were smirking and looking between themselves and (M/n). One man, presumably the leader, stepped up and shoved (M/n) back into the light pole. He grabbed (M/n) by the coat collar, making him face him. (M/n) was a little scared, but tried not to show it. The man laughed.

"Look who's trying to be tough. Well, let me tell you something. Me and my boys have seen you around the park and we've seen your little boy-toy. Frankly, we don't like your kind. Just the sight of you two makes us sick,so...we figured we would have a little talk."

The other three guys crowded around (M/n), crazed grins plastered on their faces.

"There's only three more people in this house and then we're done."

"Great."

Masky smiled as he made his way through the house. The job had been going well and Masky wanted it to be over. He knew (F/n) was in good hands with Stitches, but with it only being two months since he had (F/n), he didn't like leaving her for long periods of time. Masky found one of the remaining victim's room and crept inside. The bed was empty and the blankets looked like they had been tossed aside quickly.

"Where did you go?"

Masky looked around and smiled when he saw the closet. The door was opened just a crack. Slowly and quietly, Masky approached the closet and opened the door quickly. A young boy, around 16, screamed. Masky took out a knife and stabbed the boy multiple times until he was sure he was dead. He wiped the blood off on his jacket as he backed out of the closet. Somewhere in the distance, Masky thought he heard a scream. He wasn't entirely sure because he also heard Jeff's victim screaming inside the house. Masky tried to ignore it, but he started to feel like something was wrong, Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and left the house. Jeff yelled after him, but Masky didn't listen. He walked quickly towards the park since he thought that's where the faint scream came from.