Creepypasta oneshots

Masky x Toby

This Oneshot is a father son like relationship between Ticci Toby and Masky.
Toby is 9 and Masky is 25.
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Toby's Pov
Slender welcomed me into his family nearly a month ago. My room is at the end of the hallway and Masky's is next to mine. Masky is like my babysitter especially when Slender is on a mission. Today is one of those days. Since its only Masky and I, everyone else is with Slender, I was bored and messed around with Masky.
"Hey Masky. When's dinner gonna be ready?" I asked.
"In a bit ok Toby. Go on and let me make dinner, alright" he ordered. I nodded and walked to my bedroom. I felt like changing into my pajamas.
"Toby dinners ready, come on" Masky yelled. I quickly finished changing and ran down the stairs. Being the clumsy 9 year old that I am, I tripped part of the way down, smacking my head on the last step. Since I couldn't feel pain I thought I was just fine. I didn't realize the gash on my forehead.
"Toby! Are you alright? You're bleeding" he was worried. I felt my forehead and felt the blood running down it. Masky picked me up and we ran to the bathroom. He had me hold a wet paper towel on my forehead as he grabbed the first aid kit. He cleaned and bandaged the gash. When he was finished he picked me up and we went down stairs.
"Let's eat dinner before it gets cold" Masky announced.
Masky's Pov
After we ate dinner, both Toby and I went to our rooms to relax and get ready for bed. I sat and read over my paperwork for at least an hour before I heard rain on my bedroom window. Aren't I glad Slender made me stay home to watch Toby, because it wasn't raining softly. It was pouring.
Toby's Pov
As I laid on my bed, trying to sleep, it started pouring.
-Thunder and Lightning-
"Ahhhhh" I hid under my bed. I hate thunder and lightning. I've always been scared of it.
Masky's Pov
"Ahhhh!" Toby yelled. I got up and went over to his room. He wasn't on his bed. I knew where he was though, there was light sobbing coming from under his bed. I walked over and looked under his bed to see a small little scared Toby.
"Toby are you afraid of the thunder and lightning?" I asked softly pulling him out from under his bed.
"Mhm. My sister would always be there for me" he answered.
I held the shaking 9 year old and sat down on his bed rocking softly.
"Can you sing to me Masky. My sister would when I was scared" he asked. I couldn't say no, so I sang the lullaby Slender sang to me when I first came here, because like Toby I had a fear of thunder and lightning. Soon his muscles relaxed and he was lightly snoring. He fell asleep.