Creepypasta Dad Scenarios

hanging out with a pasta, Toby

I hopped over to the door of the kitchen, smelling the amazing scent of fresh breakfast. Yum! I licked my lips at the scent of eggs, and the sizzling of frying bacon hit my ears and made my mouth water with hunger. I pushed opened the door and saw slender cooking breakfast, each tendril focusing on a certain food. It confused me how he could do this all at once, so I won't ask. "I appreciate you deciding not to ask child, it's very complicated." Slender answered for me anyway. I nodded, my head turning over to the tendrils about to flip a pancake one last time, but i sort of had this feeling that it was gonna be a flop, literally. I spotted the plates and rushed to grab one, good thing it's plastic cause I could only hold it with one hand.
I saw as he flipped it, but it didn't end up back on the pan like he had planned. So I limped over and before it hit the ground and caught it on my plate, having to adjust my grip on the plate before I set it back on the counter. Slnder turned to me and nodded, "thank you, child" he said. "It's no problem," I said and let out a sigh of relief as I slid the edge of the plastic plate more onto the counter top so it wouldn't tip over anyway . " Now child, I have been wanting to ask, what were you doing before you were brought to the mansion?" I hesitated, looking at my feet, my eyes trailing down to my broken foot. " Um, child, your tapping again." Sleder said as he set the remaining pancakes on the same plate with the others, and started to make coffee. " I was ambushed by some.....people." I answered, frowning more at myself than anything. I also started tapping more vigorously than before, showing my discomfort. " Now child, I'm sorry for pushing you on, but I need to know so I can get an idea of Why Toby had gotten an interest in you." Slender said, and I sighed before continuing the tale of abuse. "I was on the street I think, on my back, two girls on top of me as I struggled to get free. One tapeing the damn thing while yelling in my face. And it got worse as they noticed my foot tapping on the concrete, and they.... they.... twisted it to the point of the bones fracturing!" I had to keep myself from puking, just remembering the menacing faces of the girls and the pain I endured, it felt like the devil himself had possessed all of them. But I went on, "so after that, a large truck came through the neighborhood, right on the side of the street we were on. The girls fled the scene before they could get caught, leaving me on the street to DIE!" Tears flew from my eyes as I fell to my knees sobbing. Slender somehow seemed sympathetic, but ceased to help in the slightest ushering me on. "As the truck barreled ahead, I just layed there, I didn't know what to do, until at the last moment I rolled out of the trucks path, but my hand was caught in the crossfire, ending up being crushed by gigantic wheels. I limped home and locked everything that was all source of entering, and limped to the bathroom to, heap myself I guess, wrapping my injuries in ace bandages." I laughed all little, and I felt my fingertips tapping away yet again.
" I made some waffles after that, that's all I was looking forward to actually, I didn't care about injuries, but I knew that was mandatory. So, da da da, this and that, then poof! I'm here, and I'm tired, so very tired." I finished, my eyes going dull. " I am so very sorry for you child, and my deepest apologies for making you re-live that awful memory." I nodded him off and smiled, "it's all good, no hurt in anything, really..." I replied, smiling sheepishly.
"Well, the pastas should be down here any minute now, but may you go back and explain one thing to me?" Slender asked. "Sure?" I said hesitantly as I had limped into the chair across from his, tapping away at the table and the tilled kitchen floor. "What about your parents?" The world around me seemed to shatter as a look of terror swept across my face. " m-my parents?" I asked in a squeaky tone. He nodded and ushered me on. " then came the water works again, tears came out slowly as I stared out into thought, thinking of all the good memories with them. Then, waterfalls, I began to let out heart wrenching sobs and I held my chest where a locket was placed. Slender patted my shoulder with a tendril, feeling my shaking shoulders go up and down repeatedly as my hiccups made it hard to breath. " I have a feeling, that they have passed?" Slender interrupted, making me gulp down a shaky breath and nod, wiping my nose on my sleeve. "Do you want something nice to where other than, that?" Slender hesitantly asked gesturing to my dirty bloody outfit, helping me up. I nodded and before I could limp I was lifted of the ground and carried over to a door, it was pretty generic, only having a poster that said something about "mlg gamer at play do not desturb!" On the inside you could hear the sounds of screaming and the shooting of guns causing me to be taken back to the depths of my haunting memories.
//flashback//
"MOM, DAD!!! I shrieked as I stared in horror at the horrible monster that stood before me, sharp teeth, mouths all over, a haunting stare. But before him was my parents that were covered in red, it soaked their clothes, their skin, his HANDS. I was also covered, the deep crimson of my parents soaked my clothing, yet I didn't have a look of melted shock on my face as I held the body of my beloved. I heard the door crash down, but it was only faint as I stared into his eyes, I felt numb, his face would haunt me forever. I heard faint shots from guns that were in the hands of the police, but I didn't care, he just stared back, like he was looking into my soul. It sent shivers down my spine, like on a cold winters night. Then I was shot, the burning sensation taking control of the left side of my body, the demon looked shocked, but he then recovered with a look of malice, and he let out a blood curdling laugh as he dissapeared out of thin air, leaving the police confused and Panicked.
//Flashback end//
"(Y/n)? (Y/n)!" Slender yelled, trying to get me out of the state I was in, but I just shook it off and brushed aside the tear. "I'm okay, no need to worry." I answered, but he didn't seem very convinced, but that was interrupted by the short elf BEN that appered in the doorway. "What do you want slender, I was just about to bash a zombie guys head in!?" BEN ranted, looking pissed. "I need you to see if you have any spate clothes young (y/n) could borrow?" Slender responded, setting me down gently as I still tryed to wipe away the tears that kept coming. " sure, I guess I could?" He replied back, letting me in and slamming the door. "So, you okay there?" I nodded yes, but he nodded no." Don't worry, PTSD wears off sometimes." BEN said, throwing open his closet door, looking over his wardrobe. While he did that, I pondered the passed, thinking of all the times I portrayed my parents to still be alive, like that day was all a bad dream, Like they would actually come back to haunt me because I didn't do a damn thing! " here kid, not much but it's the best I could do." BEN said, interrupting the voices in my head screaming at me. "Hey, you might end up chipping the headboard if you continue doing that." He said again, gesturing to my vigorous tapping. I apologized and grabbed the outfit and limped toward the bathroom, grabbing and leaning on the wall as I went.
I ended up putting on a brown sweater and a pair of camo pants that covered my feet. I looked up into the mirror and gasped in horrer, looking back at me was that same demon, sharp teeth, raven black skin, horns, and mouths all over. I backed away, slipping on some water and falling on the laundry basket making it fall over with a loud clang making me scream in terror. The world seemed so much smaller as I screamed at the demon in the mirror continuously, my eyes seemed to be burning at his sight. It was agonizing as all the images clouded my vision as I still screamed in pure agony. The demon only laughed at me, the same chilling laugh I heard that same day. I held my hands to my head, sratching and clawing, I wanted out, I didn't want to be alive! " what the fuck is going on here?!" I faintly heard through his unbearable laughing. I then saw the face of Jeff, but it wasn't his face, it looked all melted, and gooey, more demented than what he already looked like originally. I knew he was confused, but I still screamed gaining the attention of BEN who also yelled. "What the fuck happened, Jeff what did you do?!" Jeff just yelled back and that gained the attention of masky who came is with hoodie in tow.
I just stared into his eyes, his horrid eyes. "GET OUT, GET OUT!" I screamed as I scratched at my ears even more, causing masky to wake up and take action, grabbing my arms and holding them down, hoodie also woke up fully, and he looked at what I was supposedly looking at, and he seemed confused. Masky tried calming me down and once my screams had cesed, they only came out in small squeaks as I exhaled shaky breaths. " I-i saw, I saw a-a de-" I tried explaining, but I was only shushed and lifted up, I clung on and the last I saw of the demon was him saying the words, "you'll never escape."
I was wrapped in blankets and set down on the couch, everyone sitting around a shaky and unstable me. " so, what happened. Why the hell were you screaming bloody murder at a fucking mirror?" BEN asked me getting a smack to the head from frost and a, "swear" from sally. "Okay, okay, um sorry, geez! But really, what happened?" BEN continued, looking confused as ever. "I, I saw, a-a d-demon."I said, tears pooring out of my eyes yet again, making me hold the blanket that was draped over me closer to my body. "What?! Can you wait here for a bit?" Masky asked looking spooked. I shrugged and nodded, hearing him run up the steps. "well, are you okay now?" Hoodie asked shaking a bit. I nooded, even though I wasn't, I didn't want to spread sadness toward other people.
Masky soon returned with a man who had black hair and a mask on, the mask had a blood red smile and two black eyes. He wore a pair of black pants and a blue jacket with a smiley face pinned onto it. He also held a sketchbook and pencil looking a little tired. "This is bloody painter, but you can call him Helen. He will be sketching the demon, but if you want, you can draw him yourself?" Masky asked, sitting back down. "He can draw it if he wants to." I replied dully. " okay, what did his face look like, just described him as best as you can." Helen said, getting his sketchbook ready. I nodded and recalled his hideous features, "red eyes, horribly, mouths, everywhere, hideous, longs sharp claws, terrifying, ram horns, demonic, deep coal like skin, spine chilling!" I described in a shaken tone, it was as if I was standing out in the snow wearing nothing but a tank top and shorts. Everyone seemed on edge, but they all just calmed me down and I was swept off into sleep.

what a horrific day!