Murder the Noisy

Small Revenge

Picture is mine this time!!!
And another chapter is here for your enjoyment or hate, whichever you prefer, I don't mind. Although I do hope you enjoy!

I had just finished filling up a bucket and a few balloons full of water. I carefully placed the bucket on the basement door, and put the water balloons in my pockets, all the while making sure none of it spilt. I wasn't sure why I thought this was a good idea. Last time I did something to her, it pissed her off so much she began to hurt me a lot.

The light wasn't on in the basement. When I turned the light on, I noticed why it was kept off. A plethora of new looking torture devices were all over the place, a lot of them looking especially tailored for someone of a small build and size. Someone... my size. I panicked and was about to rush to the door to take down the bucket and run away, when Benny came in. The bucket landed like a helmet on her head, and she was soaked in water. She seemed unaffected by it. I guess water didn't work.

"Hello (Y/N). How nice to see you. Unfortunately, it seems like the lights have suddenly turned off. I mean, it's not like there's a bucket on my head from a prank of your's, right. That would be ludicrous!" She said, acting as if she didn't care.

I backed away, moving between the pain machines until I felt a something on my right leg... it was a bear trap. Why was there a bear trap here?! But more importantly, oh my f*cking f*ckety f*ck f*ckery f*ck!!! The Benny was staring at me, dripping. As if from a horror film. Actually, she was scarier than a horror film. Mostly because this was real, and a bit because I felt like I knew her for a while, and wanted to make friends, but she went against it. It's her fault. It's her fault. It's her fault. It's her fault.

"I don't think you should be using all of those words, (Y/N)." Said the well known posh British voice of Slenda. "Well. I think this has gone far enough. I expected it to resolve itself, but I can see now that Benny is the "abusive yandere" type of girl, and you, (Y/N), are as vulnerable a a blind kitten. You two are going to get along from now on, and unless given permission by both parties, will not touch each other either. Are we clear?" That last bit was obviously rhetorical, but I nodded nonetheless.

When I looked over to Benny, she was... blushing.

"Why did Slenda ha e to tell him about it!its not my fault he's so darn cute that I can't resist teasing him!" She whisper shouted to herself.

I tried walking past her, but unfortunately for me, she noticed, and blocked to way out.

"Wait, (Y/N). I have something to confess first!" She declared. I was about to answer, but then she continued. "I love you, (Y/N), and I only wanted to show you how much I love you by putting so much into our relationship! I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I had no other way of showing you that I'm not a submissive person in matters of the heart. I love you!"

I was taken aback, to say the least. As she walked towards me while confessing, I took one step back for every step she took forward. She looked directly into my eyes, pleading, but I could see a glint of insanity. Not a general insanity. A directed insanity. She was insane about something... or someone. This was bad. I ran around her, then up the stairs, and out. I didn't look back to see if she would follow. I thought she would either be shocked, and standing there, or desperate and chasing after me.

Once in my bedroom. I locked, bolted, and chained the door. I nailed down the windows, then boarded them up, and then soldered the bords and nails together, as well as doing it the the boards and the wall and the boards to each other. I then made sure all of the electronic devices in the room were smashed to smithereens, and soldered around the door.