Cookies (Slenderman x reader) ONESHOT

Cookies (Slenderman x reader)

     Halfway down, another loud crash came from the bottom floor. Slender jumped once more before bursting into a slight jog the rest of the way down. He rushed through the living room, earning a quick glance from the Masky, Hoody, and Eyeless Jack, who were catching up on the latest episode of The Strangest Thing. He was just about to question them about the disruptive noise, but yet another crash rang through the room, followed by loud screaming and shouting. A familiar voice then cried, "Now look what you've done!". He recognized the voice as (Y/N). (Y/N) is one of his four proxys and one of the best ones, at that, next to Masky. (Y/N) was one of the few, if not, the only inhabitant in the Slender Mansion who managed befriend him. (He/She/They) were definitely one with an above average IQ. That's what Slenderman liked about (Y/N), next to (his/her/their) kindness. (Y/N) and Slenderman had a quite close relationship if you were to ask. (Y/N) was one of the only people who could make him truly laugh, a habit he rarely did anyway. (Y/N) was also a quite attractive person if he did say so himself. Frankly, Slender was fond of (Y/N), but he would never admit it. "What!? Me!? You were the one swinging the tray around!!!", another voice exclaimed defensively. Slenderman snapped out of thought, a slight warmness left on his cheeks from thought of (Y/N). Concerned, he quickly sprinted toward the sound. Finally he stepped through the kitchen doorway and let out a loud gasp at the sight before him.

     The kitchen was an absolute disarray!!! The cooking pans were taken from the cabinets, which hung open, and strewn all over the floor. There was also a cakey substance on the floor that looked like batter, as well as white, red, and black streaks here and there. Some strange looking cookie were laying on the floor, but they all were either broken or crumbled to bits. He took quick 'glance upward and back down to continue scanning the m- Wait a minute... Slenderman froze. He once again, slowly moved his 'eyes' to the wall... THE WALLS!!! There were KNIVES lodged in the wall! The walls have the same colors from the floor splattered everywhere! The most important part of the catastrophe the stood before Slender was two little frames, both wide eyed and terrified. Those two little people were (Y/N) and Jeff the killer. The two were frozen, almost in hope that is they stilled long enough, that slender man wouldn't spot them. Slenderman stared blankly at them for what felt like forever. The two slowly began to believe they had been spared. Were they not screwed?

     Suddenly Slender's brows ridges furrowed together. "WHAT IN ZALGO'S HELL IS GOING ON HERE ?!?!", he roared. Nope. Still screwed. Jeff snapped out of his trance and bolted toward Slender, in hope that his sudden action would catch the giant off guard, and he could run around Slender and through the doorway. However, Slenderman simply just plucked him off the ground with a tendril and hung him upside-down by one of his feet. Jeff screeched and started screaming profanities at the top of his lungs. Ignoring the screaming banshee he held, Slender stared in shock at the chaotic mess for a few more seconds before targeting his gaze on (Y/N). (Y/N)'s muscles instantly tightened and their pulse quickened. "(Y/N)", Slender called, "what is the meaning of this?!". (Y/N)'s breathing increased, trying to keep up with (his/her/their) heartbeat. This was (Y/N)'s first time getting in trouble and they were paralyzed. Â Should (she/he/they) tell the truth? Slender is understanding, so he wouldn't get so mad, right?! Yes of course he is... oh, but what if gets mad and demotes you from proxy?! No! (Y/N) worked long and hard for the spot (he/she/they) currently had... OR WORSE! HE CAN BE SO MAD THAT HE WOULD KICK (Y/N) OUT OF THE MANSION AND INTO THE SLENDERWOODS AND (Y/N) WOULD HAVE TO FEND FOR THEMSELF AND SLENDER WOULD AND HUNT THEM DOWN AND BRUTALLY MUTILATE (HIM/HER/THEM) AND THEIR GUTS WOULD BE EVERYWHERE AND- (Y/N) wasn't taking it so well.

     Slenderman was standing and still starring at (Y/N), who seemed to be having the thousand-yard stare. "(Y/N)?", Slender called once again. All of a sudden, (Y/N) took in a deep breath, gasping as (she/he/they). They seemed to hold it for a good amount of time but then they blurted out a long line of words. Something along the line of," I'M SO SORRY, SIR. I WAS MAKING YOU SOME COOKIES FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY BECAUSE I FELT BAD THAT NO ONE REMEMBERED AND I WAS DONE WITH THEM AND THEN JEFF WANTED TO EAT ALL OF THEM AND I WAS LIKE NO AND HE WAS LIKE YES AND HE STARTED TO THROW THINGS AT MY FACE AND-", (Y/N) paused to inhale once again, deeper this time."AND I ACCIDENTLY DROPPED THE PAN OF COOKIES AND THEY ALL BROKE ANDI'MSOSORRYABOUTTHISMESSANDTHECOOKIESANDEVERYTHIIiIiIinnngg...", the end of the sentence ending with a wail due to the lack of oxygen in their lungs. (Y/N) was gasping for air now. Slender stared in shock, a recurring theme, at the small creature in front of him. Jeff had stopped screaming and also goggled at the outburst.

     Slenderman slowly sat down Jeff, who bolted out of the room. Slender gazed blankly at (Y/N). Finally he slowly made his way over to a cabinet, pulled out a rag from the drawer, and ran it under some warm water. He walked to the batter and frosting stains and started rubbing the substance off the walls. (Y/N) watched for a several minutes before walking out the room, returning with a broom and dustpan, and sweeping up the broken pieces of cookies and crumbs off the floor. It took a hour of silent cleaning to finally get all of the knives and stains out of the walls and floor. Once the two were sure they were done they stood back to examine their work. There were still holes in the tanned walls but that could be easily fixed another day.

     Slender then caught sight of a strange object in the corner of the room. He turned and walk over to it for closer inspection thinking it was just a leftover piece of debris. However, as he got closer, it took a more bigger and familiar form. Stopping only when the object was at his feet, he bent over and gently picked it up. He could hardly believe his eyes. (Y/N) hadn't been lying. (He/She/They) have made cookies but he wasn't expecting the cookies to be a replica of himself! It was a bit broken but he still see the shape and design it was. Suddenly the strange array of color on the wall made sense. It did look appetizing too. If (Y/N) wasn't in the room with him, he would have eaten it, no matter if it was on the ground beforehand. Feeling quite narcissistic, Slender turned around to face (Y/N). "Dies war für-AHEM", Slender had forgotten who was talking to, accidently resorting back to his native language in leftover shock. "This was for me?", he corrected. "For my birthday?"

     (Y/N) tensed for a minute before relaxing (his/her/their) muscles ,"Yea". Slenderman nodded then dropped the treat into the trash, feeling a bit sorry for the waste. They stood there awkwardly before Slenderman finally asked, "Would you like to watch some TV in my room?". (Y/N) looked up a slight blush on their cheeks out of embarrassment. The pair slowly made their way upstairs and spent all day watching documentaries on famous killers and unsolved murders. 

     Slender had laid down in hopes of falling asleep by the end of their fifth movie. (Y/N) became bored without somebody to talk to so they started to look around, eyes eventually landing on their master.(He/She/They) blushed. Slenderman looked so peaceful and relaxed while he slept, quite the opposite of him on the norm. (Y/N) felt bad. Slenderman was always so overworked and underappreciated in the mansion. (Y/N) had hoped for the cookies to soothe his growing stress, especially because he had ignored his own birthday. (Y/N) laid down next to Slenderman so that they were facing each other. (Y/N) started to examine their boss. He had taken off his coat and tie, throwing them somewhere in the room. This left him his undercoat, on which the top buttons were undone, showing glimpses of the slightly toned chest underneath. (Y/N) got dangerously curious, their eyes traveling back up to Slender's 'face'. Hesitantly, (Y/N) brought their hand up and stroked Slender face. (Y/N) gasped. His skin was softer than (he/she/they) had expected.