Crayol POV
Its been a few weeks and Jason still hasnt come back. Slenderman doesnt want me just laying around so he is in the process to make me a proxy. Not permanent. Yet. So technically this was my first "mission". I dont just kill people like Toby, Brian, and Timothy do. It takes time. 3 weeks ago, i was a girls "imaginary" best friend. Killed her parents and everyone she cared about. Drove her insane. Thats how me and Jason work. I just finished and headed up to my room. Toby and i went shopping to get me some clothes last Thursday. I was always wearing one of his shirts and everyone started expecting we did the do if you know what i mean. Since i probably got a bunch of blood in my hair, i decided........ to wash. I grab everything i need. Towel, clothes, soap. Each of us have our own bathroom. Well, except me. I share a bathroom with Toby. But i dont mind.
Timeskip to almost done in the shower
Im just about finished when i hear whistling coming closer to the door. Next thing i know, the door is swung open. The person totally ignores the water running and enters. Toby you bastard. "TOBY GET O-OUT DAMN-DAMNIT!" I couldve been patient but. Nahhhhh. His head jolts up and looks at my eyes that were poking out from behind the curtian.
"F-uck sorry kiddo." And he just left.
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Crayol's Story
FanfictionYour name is Crayol. The kids at school call you Crayola Crayons. You live with your older brother Jason the toy maker. You love to spend time with him and he loves to spend time with you. You two make stuffed toys and sometimes you help him with wo...
