Parties and Scares

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You had changed into a one-shoulder black dress with red earrings and shoes. You decided you didn't need to do anything fancy. You ran back down the stairs where Jeff was flipping through channels. You smiled to yourself and screamed a blood curdling scream. Jeff jumped up and turned around. You began to laugh at his reaction.

"Y/N?" he exclaimed, breathing heavily.

"What's the matter, Jeff? Scared of little girls?" you teased, leaning against the wall.

"You're going to regret that," he warned, making you laugh again.

"Oh, I'm sure I will, won't I?"

"Whatever. Let's go," he said, pulling you out the door and down the street. He looked at houses, deciding which one would be the most fun.

"I'm guessing you've had a lot of experience crashing parties, considering how picky you're being," you joked.

"Tons," he mumbled distractedly. The smile fell off your face and you stared at him. "Ooh! That one!" he said yanking you along behind him. You stumbled, but regained your balance. You looked up at the house and immediately recognized it.

"Hey, this is my friend's house!"

"Who cares?" Jeff asked, pushing open the door.

"I didn't know she was having a party. Normally she would tell me."

"Clearly it was open door. So, who's house is this?"

"It's Clockwork's," you answered, admiring all the time keeping devices put on display.

"Damn. She's good looking." You stared at him in shock. "What? She's got a good figure!" You gave him a warning look and dragged him through the house, into the kitchen. Masky and Hoodie were there. You walked up to them, pulling Jeff along behind you.

"Hey guys!" you exclaimed, releasing Jeff's wrist.

"Hey, Y/N! What are you doing here?" Masky asked, ruffling your hair.

"Eh! Eh! Hands off!" you exclaimed, backing away and patting your hair.

"Oh, come on! Have a little fun!" he said, reaching forward again. You hissed playfully and batted his hand away. He feinted left and wrapped his right arm around your neck, pulling you closer to him and messing up your hair. Ticci Toby walked into the kitchen with Clockwork under his arm.

"Hi, Y/N!" she said, waving at you. You smiled and waved back from your headlock. "Um, Masky, what exactly are you doing?" she asked.

"Nuthin'," he said, releasing you.

"Mm hm," she said, placing her hands on her hips. "So, Y/N, what brings you here?"

"Jeff."

"Wait, I thought you both had plans together tonight?"

"Well, they got cancelled after I had to fill in for a sick worker in the shop."

"Ah, so Jeff went killing alone?"

"No, he's here with me." Clockwork gave you a funny look and you realized Jeff must have run off. You sighed. "Let me go find him real quick." She nodded and you walked into the crowd of people, searching for Jeff. You looked in the dining room, bathroom, and the parlor. You walked back to the kitchen. "Um, did anyone catch what direction he went in?" you asked. Masky and Hoodie pointed outside. You rolled your eyes. You walked outside and called his name. He didn't respond and you rolled your eyes, calling his name louder. You walked a little further and stepped in a puddle. You shuddered and looked down to see it was blood. "Ha! You lose Jeff!" you shouted into the darkness. You followed the trail of blood to see Jeff laying on the ground, a huge pool of blood surrounding him. You gasped and kicked his dead body. Your eyes were as wide as moons. "Oh my god," you whispered, leaning down and trailing a couple fingers down his cold face. You placed your other hand over your mouth and rubbed his cheek with your thumb.

"Y/N! Find him yet?" Masky called. You tried to respond but your voice was too hoarse. "Y/N?" You stood up angrily.

"Damnit, Jeff, if this is a prank, I will put you in the fucking hospital!" you shouted at him. "Get up!" His body was still. "Jeff! I'm not kidding! Okay, fine, you got me. Now, game's over! Jeff, please! What do I have to do? I swear, I'll go killing with you for the rest of your life, just, please, get up!" You were yanked backwards and a cold blade was pressed against your neck. Giving into the fear, you screamed. Jeff jumped up and laughed at you.

"I told you I'd get my revenge!" You glared at him.

"You are so fucking dead you bastard!" you shouted, tackling him to the ground. Jeff merely continued to laugh at your reaction. He grabbed your hands as you brought them down to hit him and held them away from him. "I hate you!"

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