Gwen grinned, drawing a duck on the wall with a marker she magically found.
Would she get in trouble? Likely.
Perhaps now!
"Uh, I d don't think y you're s supposed to d draw on th the w wall." Hoodie stuttered, tilting his head a bit. (Hoodie stutters a lot in fics, problem?)
"Yeaaaah, I know." Gwen giggled, expecting a comment, but then remembered they were roaming in her room. She frowned to herself. She never got used to it whenever they left to their own bodies.
Even if it was for a short time... Do they miss her?
"Come in, Gwen." The scary mannequin called, making her wince.
Hopefully she wouldn't start crying out of fear if she saw it again, especially if there was no one to support her.
Her father would just laugh.
Meanie.
She opened the door, her eyes shut as she walked confidently into a wall.
Confidently.
Opening one eye, she made her way into a chair... which happened to be a lap in said chair...
Oh well, whoever this was was comfy.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Er, what's up?" EJ's husky voice asked, shifting uncomfortably.
"You're comfy." Plus, not good without sight, duh.
"Sit here, Gwen." LJ said, or growled?
She pouted, getting off, opening her eyes as well, and sitting in the free one.
"Ehhhhhhhh, what am I here for? I saw a bird! A leaf falling! OhmahGawd, a cloud!!!" . . . Gwen did sometimes have those moments of random hyperactivity.
"Gwen, please calm down-" Slender began to say, but the Gwen suddenly remembered her fear of mannequins...
"Aaaahhh!" The girl jumped back, clawing at the walls and her father, since he is rather tall, and clamped to his head after wrapping her legs around his neck and buried her head in his hair.
Said father was in between laughing and choking, since she tends to tighten her hold randomly.
EJ's mask hid the smile holding in laughter.
Slender had no expression to show the not-super-amused feeling.
.
.
.
After calming down, Gwen took a breath, sitting in the chair.
Slender waited, narrowing his 'eyes' as he wondered if she'd do it again, then when it is was clear, he started, "ok, Gwen, we're here to talk about how..."
Strange, everything is getting blurry... Sounds are muffling. Her arms feeling numb... Her eyelids feeling heavy.
Without any warning, Gwen's head dropped, surprising only the two, except her father.
Normal Pov
Laughing Jack watched as his adopted daughter's head drooped before going into a relaxed state completely, surprising the others.
"What's wrong?" EJ asked, shaking the black haired girl beside him.
LJ frowned when he remembered the fact that his daughter sat in his lap. Ah, the overprotectiveness of a father...
"Hmm." Gwen seemed to growl, her voice a few octaves deeper. "What's taking so long? Must I starve while waiting?"
LJ sighed, catching the unknown entity in his daughter. Deep red, snake-like eyes appearing under turned deathly pale skin.
"... Is this what you wanted to discuss, LJ?"
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Oooh, a twist! I think... Idk. What you think?
And, btw, I finally decided on the interest! My friend decided for me when revealing a lil scenario she imagined for this Creepypasta daughter story. I really liked it. Sorry.
How was Halloween for you guys? Mine was fun, had an old lady wig, which is ironic because I am technically old because I'm named after my Amau (Yupik for Grandparent), My apa calls me Mom :).
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