Female creepypastas x male reader

Ch.3

         "Oof!" I land hard on the hardwood floor. "Hey! Get off me!" My attempt to squirm out of the predicament I'm in is a failure as I feel more people jump onto me. They then flip me over, and I'm face to face with the beautiful creepypasta killers.
        "Ah, what's wrong baby, you don't like women on top?" Jess asks with a huge smirk as she straddles my hips. "No, that's not it at all. Its just that I don't like being attacked by more than one person." A few murmurs of agreement come from the group of girls. "So, are y'all going to kill me or what?" They chuckle, but then Jess pulls out a knife and holds it to my throat, "Unfortunately for us, we can't. We made a promise to Slenda that we wouldn't kill you, but she didn't say anything about hurting you." She says near my ear, then she licks my cheek.
       "Speaking of Slenda, she said for y/n to go talk to her when he woke up remember?" I turn my head to the right to see a pretty red head girl with emerald green eyes in a pink dress, holding a teddy bear. "Yeah, Sally, you're right. We better take y/n to Slenda if we don't want to get punished." Jess says, getting off of me, along with Jill and Benny that was holding my arms and legs in place.
          When they get off me, I snap my fingers and I appear right behind them. "Where did he-" I cough to get their attention, scaring them in the process. "I'm right here." "I like him already. He likes to play hide - n - seek." Sally giggles. I bend down to her height and 'boop' her nose, "You bet I do." She giggles and hugs me, but when I stand, she's still hugging my neck, so I just hold her.
        "Aren't you afraid of us?" Hoodie asks me on the behalf of the group. "Terrified, actually. But I learn how to adjust to anyone in the matter of seconds because of my father, trying to deceive people all the time." "Who's your daddy?" Sally asks. "Well, his name is f/f/n f/l/n." All of their jaws drop and stars glimmer in their eyes. "Your father is The f/f/n f/l/n?! The famous demonic gang leader?!" They all say in unison. "Yep, I assume y'all have heard of him?" I smirk.
         "Of course we have! He's a celebrity in the killer's community and your his son?!" I put Sally down and stand back up straight and rub around my hands, "Yep." They all scream and they try to run at me. "Uh-oh." I snap my fingers and I teleport all around the mansion, from room to room, until I end up in Slenda's room.
         I stand at her door with my back against it and pant for air. "Ah, you must be y/n." She stands up and makes her way over to me, extending her hand. I take it and place a kiss on her knuckles, which makes her blush tremendously. "I am. Its so nice to meet you Ms. Slenda." "Ms.?" She chuckles a little, "You don't have to be formal around us y/n, you can just call us by our names."
          I give her hand back and she goes over back to her office's desk and sits. "Please, take a seat." She points to the chairs in front of her and I do as she says. The plush beige chairs is like a cloud to my back and I just sink into it. "So, you must be wondering why you're hear." "I'm not going to lie, that thought has made its way through my head a few times, especially when the girls started to chase me." She chuckles, "I'm sorry about them, you see, you're the only male in the mansion and when you told them about your father, they got even more excited from you not only being a male, but also you are their favorite celebrity's child."
         "That would explain a lot... But wait, how do you know that I told them about my father?" She blushes a little and combs her jet black bangs out of her face a little, "Because I can read minds." "That's so wicked, in the good way though." The pink tint in her cheeks turn a little bit darker at my compliment. "Thank you. But going back to why you are here. I was reading the newspaper and I saw 'The Busted' paper and I saw a picture of you. It astounded me that you are only eighteen and was put in the country's most maximum prison." "Yeah, you and me both." I roll my eyes. "Any who, when I saw you, I started to do some research on you and found out about your past and who your family was. Your slate was clean, until your father brought you to the court and claimed that you were a pyropsychotic murderer and he had some evidence to prove it."
         My fist ignite at the memory of the betrayal, "I'm not a pyropsychotic murderer, I was framed because as I grew stronger at my powers, he grew weaker! He didn't want me to take over his position so soon! That's why he threw me in prison and threw away the key!" "Y/n, calm down. That why we brought you here." The fire in my hands sizzle out and I look up at her in shock, "Really?" She just nods.
        "You see, my opposite, Slenderman, and I are known as child abductors and murderers, but the truth is we only take children away from their violent families to give them a better life at our mansions, where nobody would dare to come and take them back. We won't allow it." "So, why do you want me? Nobody loves me, nor do they care about me." "That's why. We want to love you and care for you. We want you to come and live with us here, where nobody or nothing can ever hurt you again, unless, you do something to the girls and they want to get back at you." She ends the last part of the sentence with a small chuckle and I can't help, but let a small one out as well.
          "We will treat you as one of our own, and I made the girls promise that they won't kill you or they will get punished and I expect the same out of you if you decide to stay with us." She clasps her hands and leans over her desk, "So what do you say?" I think about it for a moment, then I lean over the desk to come face to face with her and smirk. "I say, I've found my new family."