Chapter 3: The News

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A few months after I had encountered with Masky, I came home from a killing spree, totally have forgotten about the incident with him.

As I enter through the door, I find the usual Jeff eating something in the kitchen, blasting some crazy rock band. If you're going to blast a band, at least let it be Panic! At The Disco or something.

He obviously has no taste. (A/N Okay, so as you may see in the comments, this was not originally going to be in the final draft. This was in fact an add on from another story from my friend, KathyHeller927's TicciMask story, Love, Kill, Repeat. Go check it out!!!!)

As I turned to retire to my room, Slendy popped into my head... I do so hate it when he does that... And said, "Toby, meet me in my office... now."

Great, I thought to myself, What did I do this time?

As I slithered into my boss' office, I saw him sitting straight in his chair behind a dark-oak desk, and another person sitting in one of the two chairs opposite of him.

Wait-

"Mr. Rogers." Slendy began. "I've been expecting you."

"Well, you did request me," I chuckled awkwardly.

He turned around in his chair to face me. "Tic-Boy!" He yelled, happily. "Oh boy am I excited!"

"E-excited?" I asked. Wtf does this idiot mean!?

"Mr. Rogers, as you may not have known, Masky's house near here has been burned to the ground by..." He trailed off, then after what seemed to be shiver, continued, "... Slender praisers..."

"Oh. That's unfortunate, but how does it affected me?"

You ready for this?

"Well, since he is a proxy, he is supposed to live here, but our agreement states that if his house is ruined in any form, he would live here"

"Okay, so?"

"As you DO know, we have no more free bedroom, and since Smiley takes over the couch, he needs to pair up with someone."

"So now we're roomies, Tic-Boy!!!" Masky yelled.

...Oh.... Shit....

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