What's Better Than Fire? Blood. (Jeff The Killer romance)

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Jeff POV

God, that was close. She almost caught me. I sighed silently and made my way through the secret passage from under the stairs to my room. I heard her yell out, "Prepare for a show, mom, dad and siblings," and I chuckled.

"SLENDY!" I said once I was in my part of the room. "GET YOUR BUTT IN HERE!" seconds later, I turned to see the no faced man I was looking for.

"What?" he seemed annoyed. I smirked, and I could hear him sighing. "What is going on now? Don't tell me you're going to act now..."

"No. Tonight as I planned."

"Is that your actual plan this time? Cause remember last time you said-"

"YEA YEA! I know what I said! But this time," I chuckled. "This time I mean it."

"And you've-"

"I GET IT ALREADY! STOP REMINDING ME!" I screamed, causing a brown hair child to run into the room.

"Are you OK, Jeffy?" Sally asked, her teddy bear in her arms. I chuckled and nodded.

"Just fine, Sally. Go find Smile Dog for me, please?" I asked her, and she smiled, nodding furiously and rushing up the stairs, calling "SMILEY!!!! JEFFY WANTS YOU!!!" I laughed. That girl was like the little sister I've never had.

I saw Smile rush down the stairs, panting and smiling his usual big grin. I chuckled and kneeled down.

"Hey boy. We're going for a quick hunt tonight. We aren't even leaving the Creepypasta Manor," I said, petting his head. He barked in reply and sat down, nuzzling his muzzle into my cheek. "I know boy. We haven't been on a hunt in a while. Trust me." I stood up, my bangs covering my eyes. "This will be a great one." I grinned, and Smile howled.

"I'm coming for you, girl." I muttered to myself, walking to my bedroom. I opened the door and immediately saw the light reflect off of something shiny. It was resting at the top of my dresser. I walked to it and grabbed the black handle, twirling the blade in my fingers, thinking of ways to kill this girl. "Neck? Legs? Stomach?" I pondered as I paced around my room, impatient for night to come.

"What'cha doing, Jeff?" I heard someone in my doorway, and I turned to see Laughing Jack standing in the doorway. I waved. "Plotting." I replied, and he raised his eyebrows. "Plotting now? Hunt? Or revenge?" he got a creepy grin on his face. Then again, he is a clown... Everything a clown does is creepy.

"Hunt." I grinned and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Can I help plot?" he asked, crossing his arms and leaning in the doorway.

"You, me and Smile Dog can be in this hunt tonight." I nodded, and he, in only a few seconds, was already sitting down.

"What family?"

"The family that just moved in." I looked to him, my hair in my eyes. He nodded silently, thinking. "I'm thinking of how to get their younger child. The one they call 'Phoenix'." I cringed a little at saying her name. Why?

"Oh you mean the pretty one?" I glared at him. "Sorry, but she's cute!" he defended, his hands up by his face. I rolled my eyes.

"I would not call my prey cute" I spat that last word out, disgusted L.J. would even say such a word.

"Right..... the ones you don't molest, right?" he asked me, and I scoffed.

"I don't molest my prey!" I stood up, and he smirked.

"Oh really? Remember the time when-"

"I DON'T NEED DETAILS," I growled. He just chuckled, and I almost threw my kitchen blade at him. I clenched the handle and gritted my teeth. "Let's just try and find a way to get the kill on her."

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*That night*

"We're set on the plan?" I asked LJ and Smile. They both nodded, and I looked to the both of them.

"Let's go..." I said, trailing off as I heard shuffling noises coming from behind us.

"Jeffy?" I heard Sally, and I turned around to see the little girl in her nightgown, clutching her teddy bear. "Where are you going?" she asked me. I knelt down.

"LJ, Smile and I are going on a hunt. I promise, we won't be gone long." I pat the top of her head. She nodded and smiled.

"Have fun, Jeff," she turned around, yawning, and she walked back to her room. I chuckled. Sweet girl. Now, onto the hunt.

"Let's go," I said almost silently, the door to the room that belongs to the thing called 'Phoenix' creaking open slowly.

I didn't see that she was already awake, staring at the ceiling.