I walk into the jet with my things. This sucks. I don't wanna leave this place but I guess I've got to. Me and Jane sat next to each other. Toby came up dressed up as a maid with a bunch of make-up on "Sir, Madame may I interest you in some champagne?" "Yes!" I said and Toby gave me the whole bottle. I took it and and quickly started chugging it. I passed out not much later.
~~3 hours later~~
*Punch* "WAKE UP SMILEY PLEASE!!" I heard people yelling. "Am I this important to you guys?" I asked while half asleep. They all nodded yes. My attention shot to my arm. It had been bitten. "Uuummm... Slender can teleport us?" I asked but Toby quickly said "He's in a deeeep sleep" I looked. "And there's a snake bite on his goddamn leg." I thought while looking at his ripped pants. Dammit.
I turned on my phone and tried to make the plane fly up. I pressed the button and the power went out. "I think I did something wrong." I announced. The plane quaked violently and I fell. That's all I can seem to remember right now. Everything else is just blackness and silence.
~~5 minutes later~~
"Smiley! Please wake up!!!" I heard Toby say. I opened my eyes and saw the lower half of the plane falling down. Holy shit. I saw everyone near me. "This is a terrible situation." I heard the pastel man say. I personally didn't care about the situation. Only about the safety of my family. The family of misunderstood people and other creatures. The family that took me in when I was a fugitive..... I guess I still am. I snapped out of my thoughts and remembered my situation. How can I help? I looked to my phone and was able to hack it. I hacked it and it started going a bit faster. We elevated a little bit. *blackout*
~~...~~
I woke up and slowly heard "We're losing him." Along with a flatline. I opened my eyes and sat up. *Gasps* "Y/N... You're alive.? How..." Bloody Painter said. I ignored him and looked around. My heart monitor was on flatline. "I don't know. I don't exactly feel any pain right now." I said. "I am really.... Tir...-"
~~Bloody Painter POV~~
Smiley passed out. We need to help him. He's slowly dying. I can sense it.
We need to help him...
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Life With The Creepypastas
FanficYou are Smiley. You were on the run but somehow ended up in theeee..... CREEPYPASTA MANSION aaaand you have to deal with coincidentally placed problems and almost die every time. Have fun with your new life. If you can even survive.
