Masks Off (Proxies X Reader)

Chapter 8

Note: 2023 - i have stopped editing here because I've been at this for 2 hours straight and my back hurts ;-; I will continue tho! just not sure how long it'll take... pls don't cringe at my work I made this when I was younger pls-

Y/N's POV

After that quite peculiar first meeting with her new Boss, Y/n felt her stomach bend backward and let out a low growl. She held her belly and swallowed thickly, her hunger ever so slowly increasing. She walked down the hallway and wandered past the labeled doors downstairs,  easily finding the kitchen due to the labels. Y/n walked into the kitchen to find it looking like an everyday family pantry, much to her surprise. The counters were marble with a small island and cabinets labeled with certain items and food. There were multiple pictures hung up from the fridge of people she assumed were from the mansion.

There was also something strange she noticed prior to the interior decorations; there was a husky who was lying on the ground, knawing on a bone. She wouldn't have given it a second glance if this was a normal house, but it wasn't; so she remained cautious.

"Um, hey little guy...?" She called. The husky spat out the bone and looked up at the girl, tilting his head.

"Oh, hey newbie." A talking dog!? "You must be the Proxy in training, right?" He licked his chops. Y/n's eyebrows lifted in surprise, taken aback by a talking dog. However, she knew that that house was full of monsters, so she wasn't all that shocked at this... She tried to remain calm, but her demeanor slipped a bit.

"Uh, y-yep... I'm Y/n L/n, what's your name?" She asked, bending down on her knees.

"I'm the Smile Dog, but you can just call me Smile." He then gave her a reason for his name; a big, creepy, ear-to-ear smile spread across his furry face, almost like it was photoshopped. It seemed way too big for his features, but it stood proud and still. 

"I can see why." Y/n snickered nervously.

"What're you looking for?" 

"Just some food... I feel like I haven't eaten in years, man..." Y/n replied, standing up. Smile flipped up onto his feet and scratched his ear.

"Um, from what I know, we have chips, some donuts, carrots, lemonade... Oh, and some human intestines too... But you'd have to ask EJ for them."

"Who's EJ?" Y/n asked, completely ignoring the intestines part of his sentence.

"Eyeless Jack, he's this dark grey-skinned guy with a blue mask. He's usually quiet, but he likes internal organs and blood, so... I mean I like them too on a good day, but I prefer dog food most of the time." Y/n smiled at his nature and popped open the fridge. She examined the fridge, and just like Smile had said, saw a ton of crushed-up organs in tightly sealed jars placed on the shelves.

All of a sudden, it was like something snapped within her soul. Her vision became muddied with red and black as the last thing she remembered was subconsciously reaching for the organ jars. A flash of bright maroon and coal black later, she witnessed herself scarfing down every single intestine in the fridge, leaving no trace of it even being there in the first place. She licked the insides of the jar clean with her tongue, breaking the glass in the process to get every last drop.

And suddenly, as soon as the feeling of extreme hunger came, it left. Y/n blinked; she could see clearly again. She was coated in a thick, crimson liquid as chunks of human meat dangled from her fingertips and her mouth. She spat out what she could and rushed to the sink, spraying water into her mouth in an attempt to get the disgusting taste out of her pallet.

"What the hell was that!? Are you okay? If you were that hungry you could've said!" Smile raced up to her, hopping onto the counter. Y/n wiped her lips and looked away from the sink, in fear of vomiting at just the sight of all the blood.

"I... I don't know...." She admitted, avoiding eye contact. Smile cocked an eyebrow and shook his head.

"I should bring you to Slender..."

"N-No! I-I'm fine... I'm..." She lied. She felt terrible; her stomach was in knots and her blood was boiling. Her head ached like nothing she had ever felt before.

"No, you fuckin' idiot, you're not okay."

Y/n whirled around toward the doorway and saw a man leaning against the doorframe. He had significantly pale skin with several burn marks scattered across the exposed parts of his body. His hair was medium length, coal black. His eyes were blue and he didn't seem to have any eyelids; his stare pierced into her soul. There was something else, too; there was a large, ear-to-ear grotesque cut carved into his cheeks, almost forming some sort of deranged smile. Dried blood was splattered across his face from several places.

"Who... are you...?" Y/n questioned, blinking a few times.

"Well I'm Jeff, but that's not important... You just had an episode." Jeff explained, looking down at Smile. Smiles' eyes went wide as he shook his head at the boy.

"B-But wait, I-I thought only Masky and Hoodie had those! And aren't they only seizures?" He asked. Jeff shook his head as he crossed his arms. "No. They can vary from person to person, depending on their soul... Y/N, you're coming with me. EJ has to examine you."

"Wh-What!? No! Absolutely not- I-I'm not going with some crazed freak to see another crazed freak who eats fucking organs!" Y/n shouted at him. He sighed in frustration and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You literally just did the same- O-Okay, you know what? I don't say that often, but this is a big deal, for me and for everybody living here. Can you just... Pl-Please, come with me? If Slender loses you on our watch, he'll go fucking batshit crazy. Plus the proxies, I can't imagine how they'd feel... " He explained, muttering the last part.

Y/n cocked an eyebrow. "What?"

"N-Nothing, don't worry about it. You don't have a choice, Y/n. Before this happens again, you have to come with me." He begged. She sighed, knowing that he was right about her not having much of a choice. She rubbed her hands down her face and hesitantly nodded, following Jeff out of the door with Smile following close behind.